Speechless

Such a day this was...I had nothing else to say. Words have run dry, feelings can not be mended...at times, I feel as though I am a runaway train, hailing behind me a truck load of weights...I hope tomorrow will be a better day, it always will be by the morning:)

View From Our Bedroom Window

Since we moved our bed facing the other way, thanks to my hubby, we have a much better view of the happening malls right infront of us, and most of all, the vast area of the skyline, as far as our eyes can see. Sometimes, it's great to just have something to look forward to everyday, especially at the end of the day! Though it's still not my most ideal view of a window, but it will have to do for now:)

Your Friend Forever

"I am all alone, the world out there is a cruel place, no one can ever understand how I truly feel deep down inside..."

I was at such a place, long long time ago, while growing up in a small town at the East coast of Malaysia, at a place that is so deep and dark that I could almost feel like I can never exist another second on this earth. As if everything else in this world spells disaster and ultimate sadness. Most of all, hopeless. That pain, that feeling of alienation and loneliness is deafening, and heart-breaking...I can almost feel how he feels. Owen is our character in this movie, LET ME IN, who is trapped within his own world of cocoon. To make matters worst, he is constantly being bullied by some boys at school. Then comes Abby, a skinny little long-haired girl whom he befriends but later turns out to be a vampire, who somehow protects him from all harms, at all cost. A strange sort of friendship develops, so special that neither of them could comprehend, or want anyone to know. For me, it was really really sad. The only friend whom Owen has turns out to be non human after all! Of course, secrets are meant to be discovered, especially one that is so vividly BLOODY. One can almost smell it coming...but as we strip away all the eeriness, violence and blood (I almost fainted), yes, it was creepily EERRRIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE for me, my heart was weighed down with so much pain and sadness that it affected me few days after watching it. I was completely drained, emotionally. Such a heavy film...though I love the film tremendously, I am not too sure I could ever sit through it all over again...ever again for I could not bear to be brought back into those days of teenage angst. By the way, excellent acting by both the leads, amazing chemistry there.

A Brand New Blog

I have decided to start a brand new blog on all things dreamy and beautiful - fashion, arts, images, designs, interior and everything else that makes me happy and lovely. I have sort of make it a space for imagination, a space to dream all I want. It can be dreams I want to achieve, or it can just be some wishful thinking of mine. It is simply liberating. I hope to be able to maintain more than one blog at a time...so wish me luck. See you there too...oh, by the way, it's called Dream A Little Dream By Jenn.

A Fresh New Friday

Ryan turns 10 today. 10 years is most definitely a milestone. What have I accomplished for the past 10 years? Gave birth to two lovely sons, established our own business of film and television, getting to know myself better along the way, among other ups and downs in life. I am still on this journey, a journey I truly believe is never-ending. There is always something new to be discovered each passing day, like a day like this one. I accidentally realized how to do certain things better, how to tweak this blog of mine into something new and refreshing, an improved version. I guess it's a tradition, to make a small little change to my blog every year. I am very pleased indeed, for I now believe, and have always been, there is always new things to be learnt, to be discovered, to be treasured and great memories to be remembered. My feelings now? Truly ABOVE and BEYOND! Happy Happy birthday, my dear Ryan. Love always and forever, your mommy:)

My Dream Of A Fashion TV

I have been fascinated with fashion for quite a while, and of course, my first love, moving images. Discovering yet another great piece of work like this one is exciting. It reaffirms my believe that if you put in your passion and dedication in what you do, it shows. Be it film, be it fashion in film. I had a dream, this dream has been hovering in me for quite a while, which is to marry the two medium together, in perfect union and harmony. I find the lacking of seriousness in fashion TV in Malaysia itself disheartening, but I feel it is also a great opportunity to just venture into one. Why can't Malaysian fashion TV be as great as this one? Excellent visuals, simple yet effective storytelling. Fashion is not frivolous, fashion is a real serious business and work, the same goes to filmmaking. I feel there is a need to make it serious and REALLY good here in Malaysia itself as we have abundant of talents, it's just the matter of telling the stories the way it should be - passionately, beautifully and informatively.

Bambi Northwood-Blyth For Harper's BAZAAR from PEDESTRIAN.TV on Vimeo.

Eat Pray Love and Think of Cloud

It was one of those days that I have to spend it on watching a film in the cinema. I have heard of quite some not-that-great comments about EAT PRAY LOVE the movie but would still wanted to check it out myself. Having no prior notion of what it is all about, I mean the book (cause I have not read it), so I went in with not much expectation, except for Julia Roberts' acting as she has always been one of my favourite female actors. The film moves along quite expectantly. Although I believe most audience would fall in love with the Italy part of the film (me included), I somehow found that her India's journey was the most "uneventful" but surprisingly most significant and made an impact on me, especially the scene of the revelation of her friend. Bali was a standard lovely segment to admire. All in all, the film did speak to me, somehow, in an oddly personal and silent kind of level, yet, as a film, it seemed to remain a tag draggy and uneven in terms of story flow. I felt at some points, pretty close to Julia's character, yet, at other times, I only drifted along and felt detached. It does make me feel as though life is like a huge puzzle, you can only pick up and rearrange your pieces as you go along, yet, without realizing, we are already having our destiny made along the way. Life is not just like a box of chocolate, it is also like a puzzle! Charlie St. Cloud on the other hand is not great but quite a light romantic mysterious kind of feel-good movie that made my other afternoon a more vibrant one. I love the underlying subject matter of guilt and brotherly love that was attached to Zac's character. It has a sense of refreshing idea, feels like the scent that comes with the breezy wind of the ocean - dreamy and obviously real. I hope to catch up with more great films to come.

Lovely and Wonderful Discoveries

I recently discovered more wonders in life, two new blogs that truly inspire all things beautiful - PLUSH PALATE and WANDERLUST & CO. The former is more interior design oriented while the latter is more fashion and beauty. Nonetheless, they both share something in common, to see life through the eyes of beauty in a sense which is calming and uplifting. I especially love Plush Palate as the voice behind the blog, Crystal, and also the founding editor of Rue Magazine has an acute sense of style and taste. Wanderlust writes with such lyrical words that one can only admire and constantly go back for more. Wanderlust is also an online jewellery and accessories website offering unique pieces for those who love things different yet dainty to a certain level. I am begining to think that I should seriously consider taking up photography as a hobby and capture all things beautiful in life. I truly believe what makes things beautiful is really how they are being perfectly captured in a still photo. It is an art form by itself which takes some discipline to master, but seems so fulfilling at the same time. It is very much similar to us creating stories through visuals and sound. I have just embarked on a new journey, a journey of self discovery and self development. Am in the midst of reading a book called A New You by Nicola Cook. I find it engaging and practical at the same time. Though I am progressing along slowly, but I know I am surely going to get to the end of it, and come out being a better person! Here's a glimpse of the wonders behind such blogs. Happy reading.

New Discoveries

Browsing through the internet has its wonders. One tends to discover gems along the way. I found these two sites really captivating and inspiring - Simply Seductive and Plush Palate. One on all things nice and lovely, and the other is a blog on fashion, interior designs and the RUE magazine. I believe all of us, in one way or another, appreciate beauty in its rare and multi dimensional forms. It can really lift our spirits and emotions up to a happy state of mind. Amazing discovery. Life is, after all, about the small little wonders we discover each passing day. If we can't even stop to admire such beauty, what else more to life?

Swimming At Night

Moving to a new environment meant doing something new, a little different. One of them, swimming at night. The icy cold water hits you, the very first time, seems surreal yet so real that those naked part of your flesh reacts instantaneously to the sudden sensation, it sends a shiver down your spine, screaming for an escape yet once your body listens to the coldness and starts to dance with the rhythm of the night, it pleases your mind and body. There is something very serene and peaceful about swimming at night, especially if the whole pool belongs to you (besides my two boys swimming at the other shallow far end). The lights underwater are your only source of directions. Your breathing is more vivid and deeper, your thoughts seem clearer, yet can't help but wander away to the unknown abyss of the darker end of the pool where the light is not working. Certain ideas or imagery flash across your frozen mind again and again, as if playing the hide and seek game in your overly active subconscious mind and imagination. Movement is never contrived. Here, you are but your own true self, reflecting upon your good intentions and bad thoughts, at times for the day, sometimes for the entire life that you have spent thus far, knowing very well, the only judge here are your constant strokes of unwavering peddling forward so as to finish those laps that you set forth achieving. At times, you lose count of the laps, but by all means, it's just a swim. Just enjoy the night and your swim will turn out to be fine after all.