I love being able to try out new treatments and products. I bleach the bejesus out of my hair so anything I’m offered in the way of restorative hair treatments usually seduces me over the myriad of beauty products I am sent by PRs. Of course, the unspoken expectation is that if I even half-rate it, it’ll appear on Changmoh. Well dear reader, I value you a little bit more than that…it only gets on here if it’s good and worth writing about. Whilst I really try not to accept offers without a little bit of research – some light Googling may be more accurate – I will not feature things on this blog just because I was given them. Where’s the credibility in that?

There are so many apps out there that promise usefulness beyond your wildest dreams, but rarely deliver anything even close, that I’ve become a bit of a cynic when I visit the app store. These three listed below are my pick of recent downloads that I can’t do without, so worth sharing and, more importantly, worth supporting. Read More

…as seen through the hazy safety of an instagram filter.
I was in Mustafa a few weeks ago with my Ma. We seem to go every time she visits; partly because I need someone to come with me or I get sucked in to the void and in part because the nearest shop from her home in Scotland is a 20 minute drive away…and all they sell when you get there are stamps and newspapers which while useful, are not desperately interesting.
When she comes to Singapore she shops. Anywhere.

Part of the reason I love writing this blog is that it gives me that chance to support – albeit in a small way – local businesses; if an amazing facialist tucked away in the bottom of a condo somewhere or an old uncle who sells beautiful and well priced antique Chinese vases in dusty old Peninsula Plaza (more on him later) gets more custom after appearing on my blog, I’m thrilled. Read More

Tatler threw their 31st Anniversary Ball on Friday. It was held at the really rather fun and fabulous W Hotel on Sentosa and themed ‘Enchanted Garden’.
Their parties always do have some sort of theme to them. The last Tatler Ball I went to was two years ago when it was ‘1920’s Shanghai’ which positively oozed good old fashioned glamour and was the only excuse I’ve ever had to wear fur in the tropics. We got off quite lightly this year, when almost any pastel coloured dress would have worked.



































