Prelude Part II

Hi! I am thinking of forgoing the introduction hype since you’ll be able to witness the many facet of me here..I believe the colorful psychiatry term is schizophrenia. Apart from my terrifying pseudo to other ladies of The Rainhouse, I consider myself the ‘normalest’ of us all. How do I know them? They are angels heaven sent. Really. The day I first saw them, they were practically been flown in Anya Hindmarch’s wicker fancy basket by huge white pelicans and drop them out of Pearly Gates and strutting all the way down to my path with all bright light and smoky puff included.

I shall leave the describing bits to Ms Akraffame who’s is best suited for the job-description (emphasis is mine). We spent most of our time-wasting with shopping or just outwit each other in who’s-life-is-more-miserable contest or simply I-hate-my-evil-Boss. There shall be no amount of rivalry talk of who has the latest Pagani Zonda (ahem! too much of Topgear), new Gucci’s bag, Karen Millen red suits or Marc Jacobs sunglasses.

As most of us are with lawyerish background, I cant help but to put and exclusion clause here. Be cautious that some humour or input here can only connect to those in IQ range of <20>180, anyone in the middle am sorry and we shall not be responsible in anyway for any loss of interest in the writings and agitated feelings towards the entries and/or the writer.