I kid (gnarly) you not. I stared at a blank page for two days trying to figure out what to type. In 2010, seven years into Blogging – I purchased my first domain (a.k.a. kidgnarly.com), and writing this page came like a breeze.

Now it’s like Febreeze.

My rhymes are dope. Welp, that’s a first fact about me. And of course, the idea of how to start this came over me at 3:31 A.M., as I alternately squirm underneath the comfort of my sheets because I’m too cold, then peek out of them because I’m too hot (another fact about me LOLJK. No but seriously, the way my body responds to temperature / weather is as fickle as my brain).

I have Resting Nice Face. I smile A LOT. Or maybe used to. My favorite thing in the World was to smile at ANYONE, because my Mom was the Sunshine. She would smile at strangers who’d enter the same elevator we were in, at strangers who’d wait in line with us to the dressing room, and sometimes, even at strangers she’d pass by at a Hallway. Her smile was so infectious and warm and comforting, like a tall glass of ice cool Lemonade on a Summer day, like a thick Duvet during the Winter, like a long comforting hug. There was nothing like my Mother’s smile. It felt like, every time her lips turned up, stretched to her cheekbones, her heart came with it.

See what I mean? Um, I meant my Mom and not my beautiful yawning face.

I always thought I got it from my Momma, the natural knack for me to smile at every person (and sometimes, inanimate objects – I have my days) these two chinky eyes land on (I’m really considering getting Double Eyelid Surgery, and maybe Lip Fillers? Can Kendall Jenner knock on my door and convince me that I don’t need ‘”any of that”?). But of course, when my Mom passed away in 2010, it didn’t take long before I realized how cruel the World is people are, and as I got older, people started misunderstanding the reason behind my smile even more. I mean, given that I have a Vagina, SMILING SHOULD ALWAYS TRANSLATE AS AN INVITE TO GET IN MY PANTS, FUCKYOUSOCIETYGETYOURSHITTOGETHERFUCKYOU. I learned that the trick was to NO LONGER MAKE EYE CONTACT. I began to master the art of lowering my gaze (a.k.a. eye-banging the ground I walk on). Because the moment I look at someone’s face, I feel compelled to smile. I feel compelled to acknowledge the other person’s existence on Earth. So I’ve become one of the Cold Ones (Twilight Reference LOLJK), and on most days I no longer give a shit (and not to mention all these rude people who look at me likeWhat the fuck you smiling at me forand I’m like,WELL THERE ARE WARS ONGOING IN OTHER COUNTRIES AS I TELEPATHICALLY COMMUNICATE THIS TO YOU AND ANIMALS HAVE TO DIE SO WE COULD CHEW ON THEIR MEAT AND I JUST WANT TO REMIND YOU THAT THERE IS STILL GOOD IN THE WORLD THAT’S WHY I’M SMILING AT YOU OKAY WHATEVER GO FUCK YOURSELF“).

Alright, what else? I’m a Romantic, blablabla. I’ve always been, blablabla. Before Sunrise/Sunset/Midnight ruined me, blablabla. I love to love, blablabla. I wear my heart on my sleeve, blablabla.

As of 2015, I am a recovering Hoarder. “Hello, my name is Abbie and I am a Hoarder” …  “Hi, Abbie

I realized I have outgrown Cupcakes. Just in case you wanted to buy me something to cheer me up, Macarons would do the trick. Can Pink Camel expand all over the world because I could probably live without Al Baik (Jeddahwis would understand), but not Pink Camel’s Nutella Chocoron Cake. Oh god.

My cat Gringo does this thing where he gets one of my hair ties and puts it on his Food Bowl. I don’t know either. It felt important to mention this because Gringo is our Baby.

My Baby Boo

I married by best friend in 2010. The same year I lost my Mother. In fact, it was two months before she passed away. Since we’re on the subject, the first couple of years were hell for both of us and we wanted out SO BAD (it was like, I’ve known this guy for nearly 3 years short of a decade before I married him BUT WHO IS THIS GUY NOW??? Apparently it was the same for him, LELZ). I will probably write a blog entry about that someday. Currently, no children. Not that I owe the World an explanation (I’ve written an entry on that and I might have to republish it with additional comments), but we don’t intend to reproduce. And we’re definitely peachy (oh, very peachy) about the whole thing.

One of my favorite Birthday celebrations EVER, at Black Sheep

I’ve always described myself as “Jologs but with Breeding”. I’m like a Tibetan Mastiff who doesn’t mind eating off the floor (but with grace. I should know because I’ve seen it happen myself outside Claw Daddy in High Street). I also think I phrased this metaphor very awesomely.

Modeling is one of my favourite things to do on Earth. I’ll do a separate page on my Portfolio soon (will link it once I’m done!).

Once I swim in the pool of Narcissus I could get pretty intense so I guess I should let the rest of my entries describe who I am.

One last thing : I might be the most emotional and corny person (if not one of) you’d ever meet. My heartbrain is my most used organ. And if you’re green-minded like me, that probably made you chuckle a little.

You have been warned.


  • Grace Gu

    October 28, 2017 at 1:16 PM

    I read this, and then I read your sidebar. Ohmygoodness my mind, your MBTI. You are so humane and funny and yourself. I don't know […] Read MoreI read this, and then I read your sidebar. Ohmygoodness my mind, your MBTI. You are so humane and funny and yourself. I don't know what to say except that this biography (you!) makes me feel glad and enriched. I am INTJ-A->T :) I found you from the lip swatches and you are gorgeous. Read Less

    • mm
      to Grace Gu

      October 31, 2017 at 9:21 AM

      You are the sweetest and this just made my entire week.

  • mm

    January 8, 2016 at 9:41 PM

    Oh my god, your comment is making my heart swell

  • Corinth

    January 7, 2016 at 9:49 PM

    This is the most different and most interesting ABOUT page I've ever come across! :) I love how poetic you are! I lost my mom […] Read MoreThis is the most different and most interesting ABOUT page I've ever come across! :) I love how poetic you are! I lost my mom in 2010 too. :( And no, you don't need surgery and lip fillers, but if it's something you really want to do, and you know that it will make you extremely happy, and you're sure you won't regret doing it, then go for it! Lip fillers aren't permanent so I guess that's not as bad as getting a boob/nose job or something. Read Less

    • catnipkilledthecat
      to Corinth

      April 9, 2017 at 4:23 PM

      So humane and elegant at the same time. This, together with the Gringo entry made me smile to bits. :)

    • mm
      to catnipkilledthecat

      April 10, 2017 at 7:27 AM

      Wow. Thank you so much. It means a lot to know I've made someone smile today!!! :)

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Sun Sign : Cancer, Moon Sign : Aquarius, a former INFP (early 2015), turned INFJ-T (mid 2015), turned INFP-T (end of 2015), and now an INFJ-T (2017). Sorted into Ravenclaw in 2009. I believe that covers everything. No? Okay, you've earned it. I'll let you hand me the Microphone HERE.


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