| Editorial |
Let's be real. Singapore is a place where we speak about a few subjects passionately, namely, Singlish and there's no hush hush about this one — humidity. Ah, the challenge. So imagine, we'd play pretend that it's chilly at 8am, somehow convincing Jessica to emulate a portrait of one, snuggled upon woolly layers in sweater
sweaty weather. No questions asked, she went the distance like a millennial philosopher would put it: Don't sweat the small stuff. (Although, breaking up a sweat seemed to be her beauty secret, I'll get to that later.) Boy, are we just warming up?