November reminds me of early winter, when frost comes out to play, gleaming iridescently on varied surfaces everywhere; chilly mornings, when your breath whirls out in the form of white mist, feather-light and almost ethereal; and the highly-anticipated arrival of Starbucks’ Christmas drinks and their signature red cups, signifying the start of the very merry festive season. It’s that time of the year when your cheeks naturally flush with blissful and endearing youth, mostly from the cold (though not applicable at all in a 24/7/365-summery, equatorial country). Either way, the red cups —— and what’s inside them, of course —— make me happy.
Credits to Starbucks
In a sense, I do miss those in the UK —— piping hot and perfectly matched with a comfortable seat by the lightly frosted window(s), where you’d look out into the sprawling, historical city before you, past the misted glass, rich and full of heritage and culture and wonder. Icy frosting would delicately coat the top and sides of sculptures and lamp posts and wrought iron railings, and the city would then seem almost magical and glass-like, like something out of a fantasy. It’d be a tad chilly so you’d be wrapped up ever so warmly in a cosy faux fur coat, snuggled up in your very own private corner, preferably with a good read or two.
You could probably get all of that in Malaysia, sans the frost and the Victorian architecture and the low temperatures. Faux fur coat optional, though highly not recommended. Good part (and glass half-full) is, we get to party like Ibiza all year round.
Something more suited for a chilled November night. I’m addicted to this.
It’s one of my favourite months as it brings about the initial excitement of Christmas being just around the corner, approaching closer and closer each day. Christmas has always been my most favourite holiday (quite self-explanatory), despite being Asian where you’d naturally think I’d love the Chinese New Year/Spring Festival best, steamed dumplings and all. I do indeed, love my dim sum (and other Chinese stereotypes), but there’s nothing like Christmas festivities and winter —— ‘winter’ in Malaysia —— and presents. It’s practically like having another birthday in the year aside from your actual birthday.
Digressing, next Friday entails the start of something new for me, and come next year (or December, even), it’ll be the start of something even newer. Suffice to say, I’m beyond excited! And definitely looking forward to it all. Nothing’s set in stone as of yet though, so I shan’t say much. It’s about time I started getting this space up to date as well, and perhaps do a little brightening up while I’m at it too —— so much has happened but I’ve hardly updated!
Credits to Pinterest and their respective sources
The start of the month seems to call for some classic black and whites, quite fitting to my tastes at that.