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Good day, err body!

Well, I slept a whole lot last night because 1) I was genuinely tired and 2) the time of the month is almost here.

I think having spent 4 years in a girls' school, I've gotten used to saying period/menses instead of time of the month but I suppose the latter sounds a bit more sophisticated although the former is more straightforward.

Anyway! As it is, I get tired real easily and I sleep a lot. In fact, After close to 10 hours of sleep, I still feel like sleeping (probably food coma since I just had lunch) but instead! I decided to re-activate my Carousell account.


I still remember the first time I created an account back in February. Had absolutely no clue how to work this thing and I eventually gave up without even trying. Also because I haven't heard very much about Carousell back then so it wasn't exactly a trusty platform to me... until recently.

A couple of my friends on Instagram have created Carousell accounts and well, I have no interest in purchasing more stuff but I figured it could be a good way to sell my clothes/shoes! You can expect mostly preloved items but some of them I've only worn once! All my items are in perfect condition so do patronise!

I don't have a lot to sell because I usually give them to my helper but because I'm on a tight budget right now, I ought to look for ways to earn me some extra income. ;-)


Those are some of the items I'm selling! And yes, I'm letting my sundress and pineapple-printed dress go ONLY BECAUSE the cutting don't fit! I actually really like the pineapple-printed dress but the armhole is huge for me.  It reveals my bra whenever I lift my arms. And the sundress... well, let's just say I'm not made for dresses like that.

(Woohoo, just got offered for my TOPSHOP high-cuts!)

Anyway, do follow meeeeeeeeee! I might be selling more stuff once I clear my basket of clothes. Truth is, I don't have a lot of clothes anymore. :'( I have to convince the teeter to sell some of her stuff cuz she has a lot of unused stuff. We tend to forget about the clothes we have when they're hidden in our storage basket since we don't have enough room in the wardrobe.

So find me on Carousell okay!
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