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Christmas Time!!

It's Christmas time!!! My favourite time of the year. I love the ambience and the mood...the Christmas carols. The Christmas decorations...the whole works. I was at Mid Valley recently and they decorated the place really well. It kind of reminded me of some magical Christmas dreamland....something like the land of Narnia. I took some pictures of the landscaping but since my handphone camera wasn't very good, it didn't really do justice to it.

I really like the this one. It was like going into some sort of medieval castle....probably the Snow Queen's castle or something like that. Well, being an artistic person and pretty much a dreamer, I would have loved to do this kind of visual merchandising...if only just for fun. I love creating beautiful stuff and love to be surrounded by things of beauty.


Just going up into this little "fantasy architecture" just kinda makes you forget time and just for a while, it seems you are in another place, another time......

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