turns Cobbled Stones into Red Carpet

The new papa-to-be decided that a sport utility vehicle is necessary for mama and mj. He had eyes only for a particular one in the market though. The new BMW X3. *hahah* No000, not the BMX 3! He braved sleepless nights on it for as long as we were pregnant. To buy or not to buy. Even when I said no, he never ceased thinking about it. He did not even dare head into the showroom for a test-drive in case it urged him further (with no excuses) to put a deposit on the joy ride.

Eventually, what edged him to the showroom? Eben asked if he wanted to sell his Audi A4 and Ben had to tempt Meyer with his newly-bought X3 over Chinese New Year! Eben's question reminded him that his current ride is valuing at a delightful high and if he waited any further, the value will only plummet when the A4 gets a facelift this year. Ben Ben Ben, he had to purchase it and put it right into Meyer's face on the second day of Chinese New Year. While we parked at a relative's home, my husband's first words were, "Basket! Who bought my dream car!"

So, the question now is, "Do we pump in the money for a liability?" or "Should we be investing this sum of money for the future?"

Sorry man. The seduction of this liability is too much for him to handle. He succumbed to the dark side. We put the deposit down today and decided on a white body with nevada leather in oyster (as shown).

Joy makes Dreams Come True

Joy wants You To Have It All

Bring Joy Home Now

Joy Begins Here

Joy Is Everything At Once

BMW made Joy their slogan and they have it everywhere in their showroom, brochure and website. The word has cheerful vibes to it and it was a very smart move. It actually made shopping euphoric minus the horrible services when we walked in without an appointment. 

The design, technology and efficiency topped the hubby's list while comfort and space topped mine. It will be easy to bring mj out in the future (on my own) because the pram will fit right into the boot without having to fold it. Pop and Go. There is also a huge sun roof to entertain mj from the passing clouds instead of Barney & Friends! Oh Thank Goodness for that! But most of all, the humps and bumps on the roads are no longer an issue for the current sensitive pregnant me. 

Nothing says Je t'aime like a Ring from Cartier

The LOVE Collection was created in the glamourous 70s, worn as a timeless token of affection. We have always been enchanted by the leopards in Cartier's print ads. Whether it was mummy's time for the limelight or pup's crowning moment, the photographs never backfire. Along with the classic scarlet red pop-up box, it shouts "Own Me". In fact, we would rather own the baby leopard. Look at her! I so want to snuggle her up in bed!

My husband wanted to buy jewellery and he was bent on getting something. We strolled down Tiffany's and fell in love with their Sapphire Celebration Ring, a full circle of brilliant diamonds and sapphires. Alas, there was no good match for the husband's masculine finger. Men with sapphires ... how odd.

With nothing for the husband at Tiffany's, we went on to Bvlgari. He set his eyes on B.zero1. It looked really good on him, especially with pink gold. But, what about the madame? I can't fit a B.zero1 on my already short and plump fingers? My left hand looked like the Longnecks of The Karen tribe! So, no ... I wouldn't want to buy a Bvlgari either.

I wanted something meaningful since this will be our fifth year anniversary and LOVE should be the motivation behind today's purchase. Our little one will be born on our fifth year and meaningful milestones such as this should be decently accounted for. So, I said, "Cartier baby?"

Meyer took a careful step, "Cartier? It is out of our league!"

May implored, "Just to have a look to see how far behind we are from Cartier?"

We walked into Cartier and came out with a pair of pink golds ninety minutes later. Meyer found it very stressful because he just wanted to buy any ring that fitted his finger and any that suited mine. However, I really would prefer something that complements one another. Our problem arose when we could not get the correct sizes! Those huge chunky ones he liked, I did not. Those thin ones I liked, he did not. I was so ready to leave without a purchase but he insisted that they have to be bought. Poor James serving us ran everywhere trying to satisfy the wife's demands. Eventually, we found a pair of LOVE rings. His is chunkier than the one below while mine comes inset with a stone. Technically, his ring comes intertwined with two rings that can be swivelled. So, we have gotten ourselves three rings instead. A papa, a mama and a baby for a twenty twelve celebration.

His

Hers

Wonder how much they sell the leopard for? The fuzzy one *smiles*