Raya this year was different, the nice kind of different. We screwed the old tradition and put our own little twist to the usual routine. Stayed true to our sentimental intimacy, of course. This year felt even heavier with what my family has to go through. and after a long long time, we didn't host our "12-hour-karaoke-rendang-poolside-fireworks-more rendang" open house. It felt really nice for a change. Much needed I guess, especially for the parents. My grandfather who has advancing alzheimer's stayed with us for a few days and that was nice too. Speaking of changes, I usually spam the cliche marzuk family portraits with our themed baju raya on my social media handles but this time, I thought, why not something else? To commemorate all this newness? A sepet monkey with her new red hair jumping in her kaftan for the first three days of eid?

Why not, right?



Currently having the time of my life serenaded by the queen of scat, ella fitzgerald. My ears has been super jazz-deprived ever since I got sick last month. I am also very very excited to sing in no black tie this tuesday.
Bap ba da do we do bup bap, I like.
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