So my dear cousin is in town this weekend. I haven't seen her for ages! She's here hoping to enrol in some Merchandising and Retail Fashion course at NAFA. I hope she makes it. Its fun having her around. We were lamenting about over our lack of (slim) ankles, which upon close inspection, seems to be inherited from my mom's (and her dad's) branch of the family tree. Dangit.

Dad keeps mistaking her for me. Just yesterday, while everyone was waiting at home for me to come home, dad cut a plate of fruits and offered her some. After half an hour. He looked at the clock and asked ma.. "Its almost 6pm why isn't PY here yet"

Erm.. hellooo?!?!?! My old man can't recognise me. "-_-

We even have matching spots! LOL

Do we look similar? I reckon its the glasses. Its new by the way! Picked out by Mingko and Reuben. Because I can't be trusted with my own taste, even if my life depends on it. They said its time to go metal despite my initial partiality to brown tortoise shell frames. Being geeky is out. Apparently the side design bit is all the rage now. Yay. Hip quotient goes up by .24 points. My prescription went up to. Not so yay... :(