Sexually harassed

I'm really frustrated about what happened yesterday. I was sexually harassed!!! I kind of regret that I did not call the police.

Yesterday, before meeting Xavier at Marine Parade, I thought I'd enjoy some time at the ECP beach but things took an unexpected turn. It was an extra day off for my birthday, which I had taken on yesterday due to the heavy workload. 

I was dressed casually - a shirt with denim shorts, nothing outrageous. I wasn't trying to draw attention. I just wanted to relax in one of the beach huts, out of the sun. That's when this Chinese uncle approached me. He sat next to me and started making conversation. At first, it was just small talk about the weather and if I was there for a barbeque or jogging.

Then he shifted the conversation to his love for evening jogging, and how he enjoyed the scenery. I was just listening, not really engaging, but then he abruptly changed the topic to girls running in sports bras and shorts. He even asked if I would jog in a sports bra, and went on to say how he liked seeing female joggers sweat, making their sports bras cling to them, which will make their boobs more round and obvious.

I felt really awkward and stayed silent, hoping he would stop, but he continued. I got really annoyed when he commented that I would look good in a sports bra, implying my body would be more accentuated. I didn't respond. I stared at him for a moment before getting up and walking away.

Later, I told Xavier about this encounter, and you won't believe his reaction. He said I should have punched the uncle and called the police! Can you imagine!! So violent!!

Just a comment

This morning, I found myself embroiled in a heated argument with my mom, all sparked by a thoughtless comment from my aunt. Despite my efforts to stand my ground and assert my innocence, the situation took an exasperating turn when the discussion shifted to my choice of clothing.

The dispute began when my aunt claimed to have seen me jogging in just a sports bra and panties on a specific day. I passionately defended myself, making it clear that I had worn a sports bra that day, but had paired it with black tights. Thankfully, my mom was home when I left that day, acting as a reliable witness to the actual outfit I had chosen. I shudder to think how much longer and more intense the argument might have become if she hadn't been there to support my version of events.

However, in an unexpected twist, the argument pivoted to my current attire – a long tank top that extends down to my mid-thigh, with neither a bra nor shorts. It felt as though the disagreement had taken an unforeseen detour, and I found myself ensnared in what seemed like a trivial misunderstanding.

Vabbing

Recently, I stumbled across something called vabbing on social media. The idea was bizarre as it was using my own juice as perfume. My initial thought was, that this is crazy, but the posts claimed it was all about natural pheromones and attraction. So, in a moment of adventurous spirit, I decided to try it out.

I met up with Xav after his work. As we chatted over our meal, I couldn’t shake off a nagging self-consciousness. As Xav was sitting beside me, every time he leaned in, a part of me screamed internally. He does have a sensitive nose and he knows my smell. His expression changed.

He subtly sniffed the air, a puzzled look crossing his face, and that's when I knew he knew. The silence was deafening. In a moment of uncharacteristic boldness, or maybe it was sheer panic, I blurted out the whole truth. 

Xav's eyes widened in sheer amazement. There was a pause that felt like an eternity. Then, to my surprise, he burst out laughing. He claims that he knew there was something different, but he couldn't quite place it until I told him. 

I was stunned. Here I was, expecting scolding, but instead, Xav seemed genuinely intrigued by the whole concept. Ends up, we spent the next hour talking about the strangest trends. 

CNY 24

Can you believe that tomorrow is Chinese New Year again? It feels like time has flown by, and it's been a whole year already. This year marks the year of the dragon, and I want to wish all my readers a year as healthy as a dragon and the ability to soar high like a dragon! Hehe.

I just wanted to give you a quick update before I go to bed. As promised, I'll share what I'll be wearing this year, albeit a bit in advance. I've only bought two outfits for this occasion due to budget.

A pink Clementine Eyelet Cheongsam Dress and a black TDC Blossom Sleeved Romper

From The Design Closets

Actually, I found myself in a bit of a quandary when contemplating the purchase of a third item, a navy blue Omie Embro Floral Lace Cheongsam Dress but Xav pointed out that I already own similar clothing, and acquiring another piece would exceed my budget. Kind of sad. 

Anyway, right now, I don't have any plans for any mischievous ideas, but if I come up with any, I'll definitely update you all.

Happy Chinese New Year in Advance.. Wooohoo

Delicate post to my loyal customer

Dear Mr. Batman,

As promised, I'm writing to you before the Chinese New Year. My steadfast supporter and daring buyer, I would like to share my deepest gratitude for our incredible journey in the world of panty selling.

Your unwavering support over the years, indulging in 85 pairs of panties from me, is nothing short of remarkable. Each pair symbolizes a unique and intimate chapter in our ongoing story. Beyond the panties, your generosity in sponsoring my daily expenses has created a bond that transcends mere transactions. Your continued presence in this journey is invaluable to me.

Reflecting on our experiences, one stands out vividly: the Lace Pearl Beaded Thong adventure. You asked me to buy it from Shein and wear it for just 6 hours. Little did I know, the pearls would be so daringly uncomfortable, creating a sensation with every step. Yet, you were curious about my experience, adding depth to our interaction.

We've also navigated through location debates and miscommunications. I'm grateful for your understanding and flexibility, especially when you always agreed to my preferred location.

And then there's the time you offered an incredible $100 for a pair, surpassing my usual rate. This gesture, acknowledging the efforts I put into travel and preparation, was deeply touching. I even offered a second pair as a token of appreciation, but you declined.

In closing, Mr. Batman, I want to express my heartfelt thanks for your loyal patronage. Also, a special shoutout to Aloy, another key part of this unique journey. Here's to many more memorable moments.

Warm regards, Alicia


WISH YOU GUYS AN EARLY HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!

Mayday concert

Hey guys, did any of you attend the Mayday concert last weekend? I certainly did, and it was absolutely electrifying, especially the part on the boat.

But, that's not the main focus of this post. I want to share a rather embarrassing moment from that day.

I had chosen to wear a straw mini pencil skirt along with a one-shoulder top, thinking that we'd have seats in the PA or PB section. To my surprise, we ended up in the regular rows.

To make matters worse, my skirt turned out to be quite short, and our seats were way up high, maybe just two rows from the very top. Trust me, it was not my intention but I couldn't help but be paranoid that the people sitting below me probably had a clear view of my bottom. 

G-string VS V-string

Today was an adventure as I travelled to NYP to finalise a deal. My buyer insisted on receiving the item fresh, so I wore it until the last moment. Initially, the plan was to drop it off at P block, but he was still in a lesson and couldn't excuse himself. So, considerately, I trekked to his block at D.

I was cautious about potential recording since there were last-minute changes. I strategically left the item where there were no cameras or people. He struggled to find it too, adding an unexpected twist. Surprisingly, he later accused me of cheating him, claiming he wanted a "G-string" instead of a "V-string." After some debate, we realised he actually wanted a crotchless type.