Mini skirts are dangerous

Out of total lack of modesty, I have to tell you that, I have amazing legs. (I have to thank my Dad for these genes. )

Girls would love to have legs like mines, despite my heavy body frame, my legs are fabulously (relatively) slim.

Plus, besides the ocassional clumsy bruises, I have no bumps or scars, and my legs are silky smooth.

My legs --->

Hence, when I do feel super bloated/ballooned, I like to wear skirts or shorts.

That's what I did today. Went to Ted's birthday party, followed by dinner with Liang Yi, Kathy Gilbert and Weils. Came home to rest a bit, got ready to join Ted's birthday plans again. But guess what, I could not find anything to wear! So I pulled out my black mini-skirt, paired with my off-shoulder black tshirt (loose), and of course my killer black heels...I looked amazing. (gotta love my modesty, eh?)

I am a professional Singapore clubber, mark my words, Avoid Butter Factory on Saturdays, it is dead. You are much better off at Zouk or MOS.

And because Butter Factory was a ghost town, Xin Hui and I decided to walk around a bit, and when we were standing in the front foyer, the bus boy was carrying trash out, and BUMPED into me. As in...his huge garbage bag bumped my legs. The bastard didn't even apologised, just rushed out, and then I looked at Xin Hui and said, "Xin Hui, I think he cut me..." and then I put my finger on my left shin, and ....my fingers were bloody!!! Both of us were so shocked!!! (I am happy it is me that got cut and not her)

An edge from a glass bottle sliced my leg, the cut is <-------> this wide, and <--> long. I was so shocked, Xin Hui took me outside to see the manager and there I am hopping with my leg dripping with blood. The manager (both of them) were extremely nice, and calm. They took me to the sofa, took out a first aid kit and helped me wrap the wound. I know I am super dramatic, but the wound looks like it needs stitches, because it isnt a paper cut, the skin is split around...5mm apart. (1/2cm)

So there I am sitting down, with Xin Hui holding my hand, while the manager is putting on the iodine and wrapping my leg with this huge bandage. And I am tearing, not because I am in pain (you will be amazed of the power shock has over accidents) but because my beautiful leg will now have a scar, and worse maybe a bumpy scar.

I think it needs stitches, but after 5 minutes it stopped bleeding, and the manager looked at me and said, "Do you want to go to the hospital? I don't think it needs stitches it is no longer bleeding"

Made me feel stupid to think of the idea of going to the hospital, especially when I just arrived at Butter Factory. The manager was nice and said that if I go to the hospital, Butter Factory will reimburse me any charges. At first I didn't think anything, but now after my shower, after washing the wound, re-bandaging it, and feeling the stinging pain while blogging....I wonder if I need to stitch.

My leg is stinging...I would HATE if I have a lumpy scar, will wake up tomorrow and see the doctor. If you haven't guessed by now, I am incredibly vain. Now I know why celebrities insure their best assets. I wish I insured my legs.... :(

(will post pictures of my bandaged leg when Xin hui sends them to me)

The weird thing is, this is my LAST time at Butter Factory. Next friday I have a class BBQ to go to, and next saturday is WOMAD. I usually wear pants to Butter, the only day I wear a mini-skirt I get a life-scar.

Lesson Learned: Mini-Skirts are dangerous.

(but they are still so flattering!!what to do what to do...)