the last masquerade - my table turned up as deliquents/punks, a messenger boy, a parisian artist without his painting paraphernalia, an olivertwist and school girls and boys. all in vests! the usual phototaking ensued, with everyone and anyone, a surprise present from my sweet councillee, a really good dinner (shark's fin soup leh. and dessert buffet!) and side-splitting entertainment largely provided by the preppy people from my table, medicine queen/construction worker tan rou an, and medical king/horse abintan. and to make our many shopping trips and hours of preparation worth it, we just had to walk around in public to show off our outfits one final time :)
a preview! omg rou, is it that the helmet adds so much height, or do rubber boots have such thick soles =p more on flickr.