Showing posts with label Miss Singapore. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Miss Singapore. Show all posts

Monday, May 10, 2010

It's Gold?!




The three-million pounds commercial ran like a block buster trailer with A-list actors Angeline Jolie-lookalike Caroline DeSouza and the multi-award winning Benicio Del Toro leading in the deception .



Only up till the last minute, do you realise it's a glossy ice cream commercial tempting our taste buds with something ...bling.


Introducing, Magnum Gold?!

Magnum Gold?! is being promoted by Unilever as an "indulgent" mix of smooth Madagascan vanilla ice cream and caramel in "crackling golden dipped milk chocolate"
~Oh my ... they have got to stop before I faint in ecstasy .

So far, the Magnum Gold?! has been launched in 29 countries, and
Singapore is the only Asian country that it is available.


Nice?! Yes, deliciously nice.

Q

Monday, February 16, 2009

It's Freezing Hot in Here!

Xia Xue
She's Falling Snow.

She's a celebrity whose reputation stems from her powerful words in Cyberspace.

And regardless of what people tag her as being a total biatch, Sarong Parday Gal or media hogger or ... you get the idea, almost like a Singaporean version of Paris Hilton sans the Bentleys and Sex Tape (not quite sure if there won't be one any time now for the latter) , still I find her hot.

A mean 'hotness' really is quite Objectified , no?


Nose job, big blond tresses, blue contacts, fake eye lashes and a ton of kohl and mascara, face powered and blushed to such rosy perfection, lotsa cleavage and toned gams in the highest designer heels. And personality is a plus.


Yeah, I always appreciate a girl that takes the effort to dress up .


That's sexy.

Q ... That's HOT. Yeah, Paris? ^^

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Miss Merlion~ exactly. I Puke.

Too tacky even for Halloween.

Or ... you could call her Miss Memorable.

This year's Miss Universe contestant for Singapore (2008), Shenise Wong, is going to be remembered not for being yet another add on to an embarrassing streak of pointless Singapore contestants that don't win no sh*t at the international pageant (it's a given).


But, for wearing , what is likely, the most hideous dress ever, in the history of the beauty contest.

After all, what do you expect from a
2-bit fashion student, Muhammed Hafiz
(why in the world will she rest her fate in the hands of a twink, beats me).


Then again, if you're going to loose big time anyway, might as well have fun and make a goof of yourself.

Nothing to loose. ^^



You can hardly take her seriously.

So why should she herself?

Q:p

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

A Rose of her Time

Rose Chan, former Miss Singapore, dance champion and
Sex Icon of the Malayas in the 1950-70s.


The Queen of Stiptease.






During a time where modesty was everything, this lady was the
Marilyn Monroe of Malaya.


She was a strong and confident woman who was raging for status, success and independence.

She's flaunted her sultry looks and killer curves and more, yes, but unlike the poseurs we have today, this was a lady in her element and being herself, not some girl wanting to sex it up because 'all the stars are doing it.'

R.E.S.P.E.C.T.


The Rose Chan Experience:
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Once the music starts, the troupe emerges from behind the curtains, and parade on stage, clad only in panties, and a star covering each nipple. Dancing slowly to the tune of Chinese music, typically cha-cha and mambo rock, they strip naked the moment a voice booms "Hoi!" (Cantonese: open) over the microphone.

The opening striptease is followed by various sideshows — standup comedians, clowns, and jugglers — which served to prolong the mounting anticipation for the star attraction.

When Chan comes on stage, she moves subtly, gently swaying in a slow dance, all by herself. As she removes one piece of clothing after another, the tempo gradually picks up. When she reaches the point of removing her brassiere, she holds back. That is when her stagehands bring in the pythons, and she dances with the snakes wrapped all around her. Next, she removes her brassiere, and dances bare-breasted. After a while, the snakes are removed. She then approaches the people sitting nearest to the stage, who are normally the elderly big towkays (Hokkien: business owner). She takes an old man's spectacles, rubs it against her private parts, and then gives it back to him. Some of her acts are very crude. With her legs spread wide open, she peruses her most intimate parts to:

-stuff a banana inside;
-open the cap of a Coca Cola bottle;
-pull out a string of razor blades that was inserted in one by one;
-shoot a dart at a balloon high
up.

She then tells some jokes. Sometimes, she will ask a Caucasian (because she knows they are more sporting than the shy, local guys) to go up on stage, and gets him to strip her or any of her performers. She slowly rolls down her panties, bit by bit, until the audience can have a peek at her pubic hair. The crowd goes hysterical, and eventually, she removes her panties, and dances and sways to the beat. The music then slows down, and she walks around, and then off she goes backstage.
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A legend who fought all her life in a world of condescending men treated women as objects.

She didn't object. But she didn't succumb either. She played the game.


A string of social discriminations, failed marriages, career turmoils and business hiccups, later, Chan died of breast cancer at her home in Butterworth, Penang, on May 26, 1987, leaving behind her husband, a son and three daughters.

Indeed. A Rose of her Time.



Q