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Christmas is in the air.... The gang of girls, the chosen choir, are eager to try on their party clothes and rehearsing the carols by playing them from the stereo, whilst the others are busy with their own life whether in their rooms, or outside or abroad.

... when mom announces that a piece of drama, music of that night ... will require nomination from them to play the roles... Mom hasn't quite decided who's who... Everybody become nervous and quite anxious to get a major role...

Cherie, sister of Beatrice d'Este Sforza, Italian blythe, whose ancestors are the courtly inventors of the game of tarot, thinks that she deserves the role of Magdalene, the virgin mother embrassing the cradle of baby Jesus, or the soprano ot the christmas carols

The newly arrived member of family, Diva, whose vocation is a rock star, naturally shares the thought of Cherie. She must be confined the singing role... She is dressed in Russian, Kremlin nobility style

Anais, the 'nose' who comes from the Provence in France , is Mom's favourite girl because of her being francaise...

Cherie and Diva chat in a corner and almost come into terms of sharing the two major roles...

Anais is not a jealous girl who has her self righteousness

The two girls talk about strategies to win mom's favour...

while Cheshire, overhearing their conspiracy, steps in... who always got authority as she is a kenner...

She summons Anais to a reunion round the fireplace. "Given my majesty as a kenner, and my musical talents, I can tell you that am nominated the choir leader and the Magdalen role, I'll play both."

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Eating out tonight at open-air food stall, in Fotan, Shatin


Dai Pai Dong, or large-license stall, is regarded by some as part of the collective memory of Hong Kong people. Characterised by untidy atmosphere and with big electric fans, foldable ltables and chairs, as well as the great variety, low prices and wok hei (grest stir fry in the wok) of the dishes

Chicken congee, shells in hot spicy sauce and deep fried pigeaons are the must in every table in this stall. We ate tonight "ehite rice" fish omelette too


Beatrice a la table, sitting on the table number stand;

untidy and of course unset table, served with chopsticks, plastic tea jar, tea in glass, and bowls in roaster motif, an icon of dai pai dong...

and do not forget to take away for "midnight meal" for those at home...

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Beatrice at cleopatra's spa



The alchemy of Cleopatra : The ancient Egyptian skin rejuventation lotion was incence and myrrh , two once-sacred substances symbolising absolute purity and immortality, and forming a distinguished perfume when mixed with Rosa damascena flower distillate.

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Beatrice in a lazy afternoon

hanging out in the piazza

blythe is but a shadow?

enjoying the gplden warmth

repose at sunset

la dolce vita of Béatrice on her favourite chaise longue

zooming into the overlooking the birds' haven in the lake

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During this morning's "red rain" signal, Beatrice went to the nearby wasteland carpeted with morning glories, splashed on the swamp and kicked the snails...



Beatrice was wearing the hearts raincoat from Dollsville, vivid pink kermit top and denim from sugarmag, kero rain boots from rement summer vacations series, and a sylvaninan family umbrella

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The girls dressed in Etro!

paisley ensembles (sugarmag)

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(: the summer vacatioons :)

::Today's entry lifts the curtains of the summer vacations series...::
Béatrice and Chérie (a sbl and a bl blythe), have been getting on very well together since they arrive to the family... perhaps because of their surprising ressemblance and the blushing rosy fairness!
They are spending the summer vacations together.... first by exploring the town. A pilgrimage to the landmark bridge

They are no swimmer (afterall they are blythes, and must hate the waters on the face!)
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Also alarmed by the water quality, they play sand and fishing. They have taken petite Béatrice along

it's such a hot and overcast day... the watermelon cools off the heat

a beach amidst the urban bridgescape... though certainly not an ideal bathing venue, it is one of the best spots to view the bridge... and we should come back for the nightscape

Good friends could begin a common hobby together... should we do canoeing?

how cosseting the two little girls are... they dorn on a anna sui barbie embroidered blouse and sugarmag hot pants (Béatrice) and a stylish sugarmag pink striped top and 100% cotton summer pants (Chérie).Petite Béatrice wears a red pokka dotted sugarmag dress. They have their indispensible sun bonnets on

We found our way to drive to here finally but the skyline and the landscape were a bit disappointing today... and surprisingly no sunset at the expected hour!

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Like by the window we watch the blinds curling up the west wind...

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sundays at soho is very leisurely. After brunch, Beatrice strolled up to caine road.

played on a natural swing... outside the medical museum., before the rain hurried us to be back home

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Maman, maman, don't make us fringe... like every girl in the street....

Béatrice in purple sui love

Chérie, lamenting at the reproduction of many seeming sisters coming out these few days, stared in her monalisa pose, in boho anna sui allure

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Two of the girls are hospitalised, undergoing surgery... Last night while waiting for the news of their sisters, during a tedious operation for days, Beatrice and Leopoldine reclined in their pink couch

Bonding of the princessly sisters. Their newly born sister is still in quite critical and worrisome situation...

Beatrice and Leopoldine are wearing the current month member gift from sugarmag

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my purple love ~ purple cat grimace tee (sugarmag), checkers shirt (azone), checkers skirt and hat (cct), khaki bag (sugarmag)

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i know that this shirt, worn by Beatrice, would be among my favourite... emblematic of chemise Cacharel, one of the earliest French prêt-à-porter fashion house, founded in provençal city of Nime instead of Paris, famous for its shirts with country floral pattern in watercolour hues (Liberty prints) .. that evolved the Liberty of London cotton fabric, thus formed the early notion of ready-to-wear.

I'd love to dig out my several Cacharel bought in Paris. The present designs by Clements & Ribeiro are still adorable (available in HK - yeah of coz everything is available to shop here!- in cacharel boutiques in several locations in TST & CWB). And of course the lingeries, especially in Liberty prints!

in dolly world, this is a spring outfit from sugarmag

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this early morning before setting out we inspect the garden, in search of clover

are these the one?? need a botanist to be in clover...

denim one-piece and bag with mushroom mofit (sugarmag)

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two-minute shots near the court of appeal, at cheung kong centre garden and battery path, central

The february member gift from sugarmag best embodies the spirit of lightness and delight of spring

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the floral clock striked 1:30pm... where were we??

A little escapade from the foggy central, béatrice went to the repulse bay.
The recognised towers of repulse bay apartments contrast, yet blend in well with the old hotel, that of 1920's Hong Kong grandeur.

Above the sandy beaches stands the Verandah restaurant, a picturesque example of the early 20th-Century colonial architecture, decorated with wavy palms

The somewhat Parisian surrealist architecture, that of metro sortie, shopping arcades described by Andre Bréton... the unpretentious fountain, verdant lawn and the white marquees are Beatrice's favourite impressions of the repulse bay's verandah, a replica but somehow different from the Peninsula's Verandah grandeur overlooking the Victoria Harbour.

Béatrice in her allure of pink chiffon blouse(bsworkshop), over Apple sweet angel undergarment, levis type 1 jeans (azone), teddy bears carré d'hermès, and her black birkin (azone). She also wore parfum 'Allure'!

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hanami (cherry blossom viewing) has become a media spotted activity this fortnight... Thought to be inexisting in HK, some dozen boughs of cherry blossoms have been blooming every spring in cheungchau since when the kenners were one year old.

béatrice joined the hanami (though unlike the formal cherry viewing picnics...)

These sakuras are very unlike the Japanese varieties of cherry blossoms, usually light pink or white. They are Taiwan cherry. Its colour ressembles that of plum blossom.

one bough in 'plum blossom' fuchsia coloured blooms, whilst the neighbouring bough with pale pink petals falling

béatrice decided to model her new qipao, instead of kimono... that should exuberate the sensation of the fuchsia blossoms

against a yet to bloom bough, still there is charm of the greyish barren winter

sweetness of a florescence of fuchsia blooms

being singled out

as a blythe she is priviledged the laid back luxury of sensing the hanami on a branch...

revived in the aesthetic experience, she got up in a dreamy mood. Her majestic blythe charm is fully exuberated in the s-shaped cut qipao

beatrice is wearing a 'auspicious' qipao, from royal purple pure silk brocade in golden eight (or more?) treasures motif, and clutching bag with jeweled butterfly (designed and handmade by dollsville)

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the sunny day finally returns... beatrice stretches her arms and legs at the bauhinia square

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Having visitor today, no time for our photo adventure at noon and the cold overcast sky has turned us away. At the end of the day i feel like going to see the lighting up of the city against a purple sky. Beatrice and i were dropped off just in time to wanchai north waterfront off hkcec. The coldness in the lights was quite pleasant, bringing a clarity of mind.

on beatrice, beige fluffy suede overcoat (cct), rabbit hood and skirt (bs workshop), furry bag and fluffy boots(sugarmag)

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Today we challenged the weather...
Just for the view Beatrice and i tried the R66. Located at 62F of hopewell centre in wanchai, R66 is the only revolving restaurant, after Furama's closure. It takes about one hour and a quarter to revolve 360º . I found it unrivaled to Furama's view, nor from the Peninsula's Felix or office tower, which is open as if 'in the heart of the matter', while wanchai hopewell views the city in laid back and much sombre attire. Night view should be more spectacular, the food is just ok, you cant have the whole cake...
starting from the 0 axis, mountain view

...veiled cityscape...admiralty, central

...wanchai north and harbour

...wanchai

suddenly the sun breaks out from the overcast sky

...happy valley then winding up back to the mountain

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hopewell centre skyline, one of the first generation skyscrapers

R66 Revolving Restaurant, 62/F, Hopewell Centre, 183 Queen's Road East, Wanchai

beatrice wore a floral cotton shirt with grey tweed vest, jeans and tweed beret (sugarmag), boots (obitsu)

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oh it's raining and so windy, beatrice runs as fast as a rabbit up the steps

retreating into the familar spot, the once fav restaurant that changed ownership

looking out to the drizzles

thanks to warm lighting inside and the huge torch like heater with fire (suddently available in many terraced restaurants) we are not chilled

better indulged in the food - rabbits like salads

the rabbit in the rain

on beatrice, rabbit hood and blue top and skirt set (bs workshop), laced undergarment (sugarmag), furry bag (sugarmag), black boots (momolita preta)

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To complete the series about Chinese New Year, yesterday, on the 26th day of the first lunar month, Goddess of mercy, Kwan Yam opens her treasury... a last event of the lunar new year month. Thousands of people queued last night to borrow "money" from the goddess, in an annual ritual believed to bring good luck.
Beatrice and I decided to have a look at this ritual, however not daring to go to the jammed Kwanyam temple in Hunghom, instead at Man Po Temple at Hollywood Road during our resumed lunch hour adventure...

empty queuing rails reflecting the economic upbound this year??

crowdiness at the Kwanyam side vs the vacant opposite side of Man Mo Gods, the God of Literature and of Art of War

beatrice under the flickering lights of incense sticks

hundreds of spiral incenses hanging in the temple, burning the wishes of worshippers to be delivered right up to the sky to gods

worshippers receive (by purchase!) a package of faichun with auspicious words, that of prosperity... They also take home a lettuce and a lai see envelope full of peanuts, lotus seeds and other nuts symbolising a prosperous year

worshippers borrow a red note inscribed with an imaginary sum of money, usually in millions of dollars. They have to return the notes before the following Lunar New Year.


beatrice inspects the lanterns bearing different auspicious messages, to be purchased

Man Mo Temple, a declared monument and tourist spot, is perhaps the only temple allowed to be photographed inside

To follow traditions, Beatrice also picked red notes.... yet to be unwrapped...

beatrice wore a lemon colored cotton padded coat and jeans (sugarmag).

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bébé enjoying the postcard view of the Victoria Harbour

it's a fairly clear day these days... often the city is being enveloped in a haze... Were it not the incident of this year's standard chartered marathon on 12/2 when some 4800 runners fallen sick and one alleged asthumatic runner dead, chances are that most people would have hardly noticed the aggravating pollution, chalking it up to just another bad air day...

the 2ifc should level our height here at Findley Road (The top floor of Two ifc is slightly higher than the peak's viewing gallery)

blurred blueness of sky and harbour

sprouting skycrapers

residential uphill and commercial down around the harbour

cityscape view from angle of a creeper tangled tree

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strolling along plantaton road

reposed under the shade

tree cohabitating with creepers

a moss covered wall

gigantic wild palms

banana trees

mum let's eat at peak's lookout

jogger and dog

classic window

hey sis, just send you all a postcard, with love, from the peak

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the ascension of bébé (béatrice)... to the peak

Adjacent to the Helena May on 33 Garden Road stands the Peak Tram Terminus. Opened in 1888, the Peak Tram is the earliest machine driven mode of transport in Hong Kong. The old terminus had been demolished. On top of the present terminus is the St. John's Building.

the truncated shadows of the windows of st john's building projected onto a huge wall of advertisement, a quite often scene as that of the rounded windows of jardine house on city hall's wall

often the fountain would splash mildly on your face on a windy day

in the long long 8 minutes a tram arrives (i've got more than enough time to record in photographs its every gait...)

... sitted on the wrong side (take the right hand side next time!)... no photo on the tiilting upward tram

the peak tower in scaffolding... about to turn a new face

a lazy rickshaw carrier, enjoying his delifrance sandwich!

on béatrice beige leather dress, green tweed fisherman's overcoat, pink knit cap (blythehautecouture), ballerina styled lolita high heels (momolita preta)

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setting out in don quixote spirit >3<

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reflection by the lily pond...

on beatrice, little red riding hood outfit from pullip stock clothes, over a white ruffled lolita dress from cct, boots from momolita preta

......adventure to be continued some day.......

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beatrice is an unexpected girl. She was born 'with a silver spoon'... (thanks to blythehautecouture for letting it).
Her allure (flowing long chestnut hair, round sparkling eyes and sweet cheeks) reminded me immediately of those of my first beloved dolls Marine and the ressembling Exelina, a 'premium version' of Jenny (Jenny dolls) that i owned as a child. She is no doubt italian...
This girl, epitome of Marine and Exelina, debuts on a not sunny day, at signal hill of tsimshatsui.

marine wore a 'low key' black babydoll robe (a past collection, sugarmag) and white boots (obitsu)

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