First star I saw last night.
It wasn't a falling star, it wasn't just ashes and stardust.
It was the divine Ms M!
No, no, no hollywood sightings (I doubt Bette Midler would be having buka puasa here) in dear ol KL but Ms. Sheila Majid.
Dainty, beautiful and luminious. I was star struck. She was standing right in front of me. The queen of jazz. The diva of all divas *in the best sense of the word mind you* and she asked for some Creme caramel. Sweet, smooth and filled with complex nuances.
~sigh~ I love her.
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