Shopping stopover in Kuala Lumpur, on the way to see the Queen

Last night I went over to the residence of the French ambassador in North Forbes to join in the celebrations for Bastille Day. It was a very tasteful celebration hosted by the newly-arrived Ambassador of France, with nice cocktails and good music in the garden after all the customary speeches.

Lots of the guests tonight had also attended the gala evening of TRAVELIFE Drum Tao Nights and they were all talking about it. In fact, the next night, there was an opera gala performance, and apparently the talk at this event too was about just how amazing the TRAVELIFE Drum Tao Gala Night was.


As it was a cocktail party, we went to dinner afterwards. I’d already made up my mind that we were going to Opus tonight, for some reason, perhaps connected to Travelife Drum Tao Nights also happening in Resorts World. But at the last minute we decided to go to Masseto instead, and fortunately there was a vacant table.

I’d had a very big Chinese lunch and all this cocktail food at the French ambassador’s house, so I wasn’t terribly hungry. But I was in the mood for pasta since I’d basically gone the entire week without carbo just because I’d been very busy and just a little bit stressed out.

Masseto makes a great homemade tagliolini and there are five different kinds of sauces on offer, if I remember right. Well, we split everything and started with a tagliolini with white truffles, and then had a tagliolini with tomatoes for a main, and a chocolate tart for dessert. Basically all my favorites.

I’m a creature of habit so I almost never divert from what I order here, although occasionally I’ll have the beef cheeks or the Dover sole. And sometimes the salted caramel ice cream for dessert instead of chocolate tart.


But what stands out in memory about last night (apart from the fact that everyone was raving over Travelife Drum Tao Nights) was the fact that two elegant ladies specifically mentioned the black-and-white long dress I wore to the gala night.

I specified cocktail chic on the invitations for the gala event, you see, but I always like wearing a long dress if I’m going up on stage. So I chose this particular black-and-white long dress because it looked like a DVF wraparound cocktail dress that just happened to be a little longer. It could still fall under cocktail chic and didn’t seem overdressed.

One of the ladies told me: “You should wear that dress as often as possible. It really suited you.”


Well, that dress was just another one of my many Malaysia clothes. For some reason I’m really lucky with all the clothes I’ve bought in Malaysia as everyone seems to love them.

As for this particular black-and-white one tonight, I still remember where and when I bought it: I’d stopped over for two nights in Kuala Lumpur on my way to Langkawi for a dinner with the Queen of Malaysia last October.

On one of those two days, I was about to have lunch with my KL friend, who I then ended up calling Mr. Monopoly in this blog. But Mr. Monopoly was late, and so I’d walked around one or two local designer boutiques to kill time.

Well, I came out of one of these stores in 10 minutes with four dresses. Immediately afterwards, I experienced pangs of shopping guilt for having overloaded on clothes in such a short span of time. But since then I’ve had no regrets. All of the dresses created very memorable impressions when I’ve worn them in Manila — and they weren’t so expensive either.

I am so going back to this store on my next trip to Kuala Lumpur and loading up my suitcase with clothes from here. I can’t even remember the name of the store anymore, but I do remember how to get there, as it was just a couple of minutes away from the lunch venue with Mr. Monopoly.

Just another day in a never-ending, and never-endingly eventful Travelife.