yzma, catwoman, eartha

Eartha Kitt had been always my favourite gal. She was one of those who defied conventions. Also, talent oozed from her. Remember the Batman on TV we used to watch? Catwoman was Eartha Kitt. Years later, she was Yzma (her voice), the villainess in The Emperor's New Groove. I laughed at this:

Yzma: Tell us where the talking llama is and we'll burn your house to the ground.
Kronk: Don't you mean "or"?
Yzma: [sighs] Tell us where the talking llama is *or* we'll burn your house to the ground.
Chaca: Well, which one is it? That seems like a pretty crucial conjunction.

I agreed with this review of her: "Yzma was Eartha Kitt and Eartha Kitt was Yzma".

She died last Christmas Day and I am going to miss that "voice", sultry, wicked and witchy.

bag lady and stilletos

Writing about stilletos surely would bring out a google ad on Sex and the City...and the Sarah Jessica Parker bag lady comment. She, as Carrie Bradshaw said "I will literally be the old woman who lived in her shoes!"


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one stilleto at a time

This is reality stuff - women earn less than men over their lifetimes and live longer. They are more likely to spend their golden years in poverty. Take a glance around and you know what I mean. Of course, we don't see bag ladies (homeless women who carry their belongings in shopping bags) in Brunei but we see some reduction in quality of life when a woman is widowed or divorced. It is a lesson to learn.

Women need to learn as early as possible that real life has no prince valiants to save them from poverty. Women should know the basics: spend less than you earn; pay yourself first. Know the virtues of an emergency fund; don't be debt-ridden; use your credit cards responsibly; have a moratorium on clothes-buying now and then and of course, as they say, "one stilleto at a time". Then, perhaps we will never worry about being bag ladies.

photo by: flickr

have i told you

Sing this at your own risk :-)

This is the scene at Bukit Bintang...drums and cymbals play in tune with the shoppers' gaits.

crossroads 2

In response to queries about why I painted my blog red - It is all so conscious, because red just reminds me of Christmas just as green signifies Hari Raya. It is not a subconscious signalling for a present (a red lipstick? no..no), a need for passion, nor does it mean anger or a flag for a sort of warning. Maybe, it was a desire for some colour in my otherwise wifey/mummy/grandmummy existence...

Then, today, I had a haircut - the sort that is drastic and naughty and nice. Sort of Conia-ish. And Meeza says, "you look great". Maybe, I don't need to see red anymore - and uhm...be at peace with the world again.