light and joy.

i admired someone's wife today.

there i've said it. please don't judge me.

you'd admire her too, if saw her youthful face and lovely tresses; you too will love her voice of beaten gold.

i'm half jealous, half glad that she's on this earth cause she brings such beauty to it. she's got such pretty eyes that when she smiles the stars came out - that's only in photos. if she smiled at me in person i might have to hold on to something. her cheekbones are nice and high, she's got a nice full pout - the kind that hollywood stars would need unholy injections to create, the type that i don't have. and the best bit? she's like the beautiful girl next door who would be happy to lend you sugar for your cake.

of course, i say this without having actually met her, but golly, how approachable and pretty can a person seem to be?

oh, she's also a singer. a jazz singer, mind. i'd thought God's fair, that if she's pretty and seems nice her voice must be strange - or something. then i heard her voice and i wanted to die.

it's low, rich and luscious and when it soars it brings none of the pierce nor squeak that often accompanies powerhouse wannabes. it doesn't shake you like celine dion's does, but it did make me gasp the way miss dion's voice didn't. i shouldn't be surprised but singapore's got talent. and it's sarah.

i guess everybody's created equal. she's one of those more equal than others.


dang it. i wish i could bring as much beauty and light to the world. i want the angels to sing when i laugh and the stars to shine when i smile.

..think the stars will come out if i stuck swarovskis to my teef?

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*see sarah cheng-de winne for yourself, here