Ulysse Nardin dinner
Flashback to 11 November, Friday night: After ICT was done (mercifully, we were released early), I went home first, and made my way to Oriental Hotel for the Ulysse Nardin dinner by The Hour Glass, cos was lucky enough to get an invite for this event with U.N CEO Rolf Schnyder.
It was difficult finding Oriental Hotel from Marina Square. The renovation works there seem to take forever. Arrived at Dolce Vita restaurant at 8pm, a nice place that looks out to the hotel pool. They used models who were dressed a tad scantily to model the watches. I think it's to fit into the idea of a pool party. I'm sure the men had trouble concentrating on the watches that night, amidst all the nubile-ness. Still, it's an event to remember (I didn't bring my digicam that night; the pics below were taken by friends):
Me with Elgin and Colin:
With April (I blame the long hours of ICT for looking sleepy):
The models (the youngest there was Seraphina, a 17 year-old who was in the middle of her O levels; she told me she would appear in next month's issue of Maxim):
Flashback to 11 November, Friday night: After ICT was done (mercifully, we were released early), I went home first, and made my way to Oriental Hotel for the Ulysse Nardin dinner by The Hour Glass, cos was lucky enough to get an invite for this event with U.N CEO Rolf Schnyder.
It was difficult finding Oriental Hotel from Marina Square. The renovation works there seem to take forever. Arrived at Dolce Vita restaurant at 8pm, a nice place that looks out to the hotel pool. They used models who were dressed a tad scantily to model the watches. I think it's to fit into the idea of a pool party. I'm sure the men had trouble concentrating on the watches that night, amidst all the nubile-ness. Still, it's an event to remember (I didn't bring my digicam that night; the pics below were taken by friends):
Me with Elgin and Colin:
With April (I blame the long hours of ICT for looking sleepy):
The models (the youngest there was Seraphina, a 17 year-old who was in the middle of her O levels; she told me she would appear in next month's issue of Maxim):
