#2086 | blast from the past


today i felt a bit old because i suddenly remembered the time Apple first launched its iPhone and i was walking home from school with my girlfriend Jenna and we were laughing like crazy because we were like, stupid apple is going to fail haha no one is going to buy their phone cos the iPhone has no bluetooth how dumb is that.

(when i was in secondary school bluetooth or infrared was how you transferred files between phones. but bluetooth was better because your phones could be further away: with infrared you had to stick the phones together literally to get any file sent across)

and look where we are today.

i guess we really never know.


#2056 | Jemma for Laneige: Christmas Gift Boxes


Hey guys,

After over a year of representing Laneige in Singapore, I’m super thrilled to announce the launch of my limited edition gift box for Christmas!! This is actually a pretty exciting thing for me – because originally the idea was to just curate a list of products I personally use and recommend. But then we thought – why not pick the best two, and throw in a whole bunch of other stuff? And so.. The Jemma x Laneige’s Christmas Gift Box was born 🙂

So essentially the idea is that for the retail price of both products, we package a selection of other things to pad your gift box with in addition to my two star items. The two pieces I picked (which I feel are both absolutely essential and totally workable for anyone who enjoys makeup) are the Laneige Brush Pact for All Skin Types, and the Laneige Intense Lip Gel in Rosy Nude.

The Laneige Brush Pact is my absolute favourite product from Laneige because it’s so handy. It’s essentially a two in one – a compact powder and a fluffy kabuki brush hidden in the pact that you can twist out (see gif above). Because it’s so compact, you can carry it everywhere with you to touch up your powder on the go, which i find especially useful for shoots, or on hot days where I’m running to and fro and I want to mattify my face in the middle of the day.


I also wipe off the brush and use it to contour in the mornings – I like that it’s such a fluffy brush cos then your contour line becomes very subtle and the entire look is just more natural. Easy for beginners who’d like a failsafe way to contour or shade because it works in such broad strokes! The brush hairs are super soft and fine, and feel amazing against the skin. Which is awesome, because after years of trying out different brushes, I can tell you that cheap brushes can feel really scratchy and gross, but good ones are mad expensive!! So this is (to me) a really good way of getting both a good brush and a compact powder at the same time without having to spend twice the price.

The retail price of this brush is SGD42 instore and online. I love it so much that I’ve already bought three because I’m so afraid that they’ll discontinue it or have it run out of stock when I need it the most!!

I picked my second item – the Laneige Intense Lip Gel in Rosy Nude – because Laneige is so known for their lip products (the lip sleeping mask and two tone lip bar, anyone?) but make up beginners may find it intimidating to try the two tone bars if they’re not familiar with lipstick application. The Intense Lip Gel is great because it’s super versatile while retaining the high quality that all Laniege lip products are known for.

On it’s own, it’s a gorgeous glossy nude that’s got a pink undertone – totally wearable on its own for an everyday look. I personally wear lipstick or gloss everyday because my job is very client facing (or camera facing) and I find that some lip color makes you look generally more put together. This is a very non-intimidating start because it’s sooooo subtle and gorgeous.

It’s not exactly like gloss or lipstick either. Lip Gel’s texture is slightly thicker than gloss, and less sticky – it is essentially like a super pumped gloss that resembles gellish nail colors when applied, and it’s very moisturising. Plus it smells amazing!


But the absolute best thing? The lip gel also doubles up as a great top coat. I picked the nude because it’s great both on it’s own and as a top coat – if you feel adventurous enough to wear a bolder lip color, a dash of the lip gel on top of that finishes the look off with a nice glossy sheen. I do this a lot with my other lipsticks, especially matte ones, so I can wear the same color as either a matte or glossy look depending on how I feel that day 🙂

The retail price of the lip gel is SGD36.

And so if you’d gone into the store normally to just purchase them on their own or together, the total price of both items would have been SGD78…

But for that price in my gift box, you get a whole bunch of other stuff as well as a gift from us to you!


*I must clarify that I am not getting commission from this ok this is a fun thing for me. So please go show Starbucks and Laneige some love for their generosity since they have zero obligation to give me extra things to put in the box lololol!

The Jemma x Laneige Christmas Box contains:
– Laneige Brush Pact
– Laneige Intense Lip Gel in Rosy Nude
– Goodnight With Laneige Sleeping Care Kit (travel sized water sleeping mask and lip sleeping kit)
– Travel Sized Laneige Water Bank Mineral Skin Mist (although tbh this is damn decently sized la can use forever and can keep in handbag also so useful!!)
– Laneige Trial Kit (Travel Sized White Plus Renew Essence, Fresh Brightening Cleansing Oil, Clear C Advanced Effector)
– One box of Starbucks Teavana Tea Set (you’ll either get the Emperor Cloud Mist, the Earl Grey Black Tea, or the Youth Berry Blend)


I actually really really love the travel sized items because skincare is such an annoying thing to pack when you travel! Over 100ml cannot carry on plane, then if you pack your full sized items in your checkin bag they might spill out… And you’d definitely want to moisturise on the plane too because plane air is awful and insanely dehydrating, but decanting your product into tiny bottles is just SO TROUBLESOME and always ends up wasting the product!!!!


But the thing is, these travel sized items are not for sale. So the best way of including them was to just beg Laneige to throw them in for free, to which they were like, sure! HAHA. And then I asked Starbucks if they’d like to give out some tea boxes, and they were also like, sure!

So effectively what this means is that my box is AWESOME.

I put in a lot of thought into this box so please if you like it go purchase a box/ tells someone who you think will like it. Because we only have a very limited number of boxes available, so once they’re gone they’re gone! You can now shop the box on Laneige’s Zalora page, and they’re having a 12% discount storewide with any Laneige purchase. Link here.

Ok, so that’s about it! Really happy that this is finally live :3 Now go check it out, and tell all your friends! ◡̈

Till next time


#2053 | Princess gets old


Mood board: Grand Budapest Hotel

When planning XQ’s birthday picnic surprise we wanted to get a baker to custom create the Mendl’s Courtesan au Chocolat pastry (from the Grand Budapest Hotel movie which both she and I adore), but no baker could do it in time, and so we bought random pastries and arranged them on a picnic mat with printed Mendl cake boxes off the internet and said: hey we tried.

The idea was not entirely our own, it was because for the last two years our dear girl has been going on and on about how she wants to organise a dessert style tea party, but never actually did. And so we, as one might say, took a hint, and did it ourselves for her birthday. I think we did quite well, honestly, except when she walked in on us we realised that we ruined the surprise by not hiding our shoes outside her door.

Rookie mistake.


Happy birthday princess x



#2043 | turning 24


i used to be huge on birthdays – when i was on the sillier end of my teenaged years i would bounce around in excitement whenever it vaguely approached september and start thinking about what presents i would like to buy myself – because that is the kind of person i am, the kind that needs an excuse to justify indulgent purchases. as i got older birthdays seemed to be a bit of an embarrassing occasion that i’d sweep under the rug hoping no one noticed – this has nothing to do with a fear of getting older, indeed, I’ve said on multiple occasions that one of my life goals is happily hitting thirty, excited for all that the thirties stand for (presumably having yr shit together, making peace with who you are and being happy about it, financial stability..). instead i think it has something to do with our social conditioning that birthdays should be a big deal and therefore i feel this pressure to make it a big deal or be something of a failure and so i kind of just hope no one notices the day approaching so i can quietly endure it and then say oh ha ha it came and went and i didn’t even notice.

but of course that in itself is indulgent. and my personal idiosyncrasies with regards to my birthday have nothing on the fact that every year i have come to realise with more and more wonder and gratefulness that i am incredibly blessed to have some of the best, most precious people in my life by strange co-incidence or Godly design. and when times are getting tough, and boy they have been, it is this knowledge that keeps me warm and fuzzy and whatnot inside.

i am also someone, i have come to realise (is 23 the year of self-awareness?), that likes to play down my relationship. rather: i have strong feelings about hollywood’s hierarchy of relationships, that is to say, ROMANCE OVER EVERYTHING ELSE!!!! and so i have always held my friendships close and been proud of it, not having turned into someone who let either part of my life overshadow the other, romantic or platonic. but very, very occasionally i let myself publicly admit that i am also thankful for the very wonderful man that is in my life, who is just as precious to me as the girlfriends i’d give my life for, and i suppose today is one of those times.

this year he and one of my closest girlfriends, georgina, someone I’ve referred to as my soulmate on multiple occasions if youre a reader from back in 2009, organised a very touching and extravagant thing for me which was completely mortifying and which i obviously loved every bit of. i had to go to uni that morning which meant waking up at 6am (fml) and then attend a staff meeting because #professionalism but which i was secretly a bit salty about because my favorite thing in the world is SLEEPING and SLEEPING IN comes a close second and i had very little of either on my birthday. and so i met the boyfriend right after that at ~undisclosed location~ and one of the first things i said was after lunch is it ok if we go and just curl up somewhere and take a nap and he said is that what you really want for your birthday and i said jeez shane when a girl tells u what she wants…

and i dont mean to be sexist or gender-conformative but obviously i do not know what i want because whatever he and G planned turned out to be so much better than sleep although i suffered a hangover from hell for about four days after the event!!


we went to ocean restaurant by cat cora for lunch which turned out to be previously mentioned ~undisclosed location~ and i got very excited because i did not know you could do this, have fancy food and wine and stare at fishes all day. His rationale was that he thought it was a good idea since i just got my diving license and therefore must like fish and while that’s not too far off from the truth the bit that got me the most excited was that i could see some major MANTA RAY action and omg the smiley faces on the bottom of manta rays give me life.

after that he gave me tickets to gv gold class: bridget jones baby (“the trashiest movie i could find because u r very trashy and mainstream right??”) which he had pre-ordered food and wine for and I looked at him and said shane this is very sweet but why did u think it is a good idea to order so much food and wine when we were coming straight from a five course lunch??? and he said sometimes i make mistakes ok?? so that was that.

after the movie i was basically falling asleep standing (see above re: waking up at 6am for school) and so i said this day has been GREAT i have a good idea lets go home and sleep and he said cannot i have already made dinner reservations.

Following that we had one of the most ridiculous conversations of my life which in retrospect i find hilarious and also feel kind of sorry for shane for.

me: shane why are we going for dinner
shane: its dinner time
me: but we just had two consecutive meals
me: and we hardly touched any of the food you ordered at gv
shane: but.. its time for dinner see the reservation is at 7pm which is in an hour by then we should have digested some food so we can eat
me: no no eating a lot is your idea of a birthday not mine mine is sleep
shane: but
me: ok shane if u love me please know that what i need most in my life right now is sleep so pleaseeee can we just go home and take a nap
me: I’m falling asleep standing up
shane: (in retrospect he must have been scrambling to come up with an excuse on the fly)
shane: or we could go for dinner
me: did you plan something with my friends is that why you are standing in between me and my sleep
shane: no la. ok la. actually. i pre-ordered and paid for dinner already thats why. there was a groupon for this russian restaurant. and it looked soooo good in the pictures. so maybe we can just go and try a little bit of everything and then go back? you dont have to finish it!
me: ohhhhh what a planner
shane: thats me
me: ok i guess we should at least show up and try it. russian you say? whats the name of the restaurant?
shane: shashlik. its on niven road.
me: ok lets take an uber there
shane: or a train
me: u must be joking its my birthday I’m taking an uber

so I called an uber and basically completely knocked out the minute we got in. i woke up to him shaking me awake saying jem we are in trouble

me: omg I’m awake. whats happening
shane: ha ha i dont know where the restaurant is
me: what do you mean u dont know where it is??? check the website!!
shane: good idea
me: ???

we got off the uber, him scrolling through his phone, and me mentally debating the pros (sensitive, romantic, can understand your life) vs cons (not very practical) of dating an arts boy.

finally he went: i cant find the email. lets just walk down and see if we can find it. (in my head: or we could go home and sleep…)

So we did the long walk down niven road which actually isn’t that long, but i was very sleepy. And there was no russian restaurant!! none!!! We did pass by this place called The Music Salon which is kind of like this event space and i wanted to go in because i’d actually taken a handwriting class there before and wanted to show Shane the space. But when we walked past we heard someone yowling inside and so i assumed they were having an event and we didn’t go in..

After we had walked the length of niven road i turned to him and said shane i think you might have bought a scam groupon that doesn’t exist I’m so sorry

and he went: yes thats what i was thinking too 🙁

And he looked so sad!! That i was like ok la never mind lets just walk back and try to catch a cab ok?? Then we can go and take a nap. As u can tell i really needed my sleep.

So as we were walking back to the main road we passed the music salon again and it was quieter this time and he said why dont you just pop your head in and look since you wanted to see it earlier?

me: dont want la later got event going on very paisei one
shane: nevermind la just look only what

So I opened the door and poked my head in and there on the floor eating chips was our friend martin hong and my soulmate georgina pang. And i turned to shane and said hey look! it’s martin and georgina. And then my second thought was walao eh martin must have invited georgina to some indie music performance without me fine lor. And then before I could process that thought, I heard someone (Roz) scream OH MY GOD GET OUT. And then i felt myself being unceremoniously ejected from the venue.

While i was standing outside the place wondering why they didn’t want me at their music performance (for context: we have a lot of friends who play gigs and so i NATURALLY assumed that martin who is a filmmaker had either agreed to attend one of our friend’s private gigs or was using the space for one of his shoots and just didn’t tell me) someone yelled OK U CAN COME IN and shane nudged me and i pushed the door open and it was completely dark with fairy lights EVERYWHERE and there was this set up of food and drinks on the carpeted floor and black and white balloons floating around and on one side of the room there was a screen on which a projection of this slideshow was playing. And on the slideshow there were various pictures of shane and i through the years (nearly three years now) and i turned to him and said u better not be proposing to me because i am not ready for that shit.

And he stared at me and said no dont worry it is just your birthday




It was my birthday!! They were doing this thing called a birthday surprise! I dont know why year after year i still dont grasp these things if and when they happen but i am glad because somehow it always fills me with renewed excitement and wonder. Georgina had this entire sound system set up and she emceed the opening of my surprise party, making me guess who else was there by having them recite out a personal memory in a fake voice from behind a curtain. As u can imagine this was a disaster because all of them gave totally obscure memories that i highly suspect were fake. The one person that i did get right though, gave this: I AM THE DEVIL YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE

And i was like, roz is that you?


It was.

I was so happy!!! It was the best thing ever because so many of my dearest friends were there in the same place – they even got fred in via giant projector-screen skype where he ran out of his workplace in london pretending that he had to pee or something. The ones who weren’t there were on night-shift at their various jobs which cant be helped and then more people came even later at night so that was ACE. And so we had a night of ridiculous randomness because half of them were musically trained and so decided to terrorise the neighbourhood with a musical rendition of disney’s beauty and the beast, probably causing the owners of the music salon to regret ever installing a piano there.


my eyes are closed in nearly all the pics because see above re: falling asleep. but happy!

and i thought that was the sum of it, but i was wrong. they only had the place till 10pm, so after that instead of deciding to all disperse for the night to get some sleep as normal human beings do, they booked a freaking party bus (one of those things with DISCO BALLS in them) and we were all ferried to Ultra Super New for birthday party part II.

the timing was actually really propitious because they were actually having a party there already celebrating something that we could not really understand, only that the organisers of the party were friends of a friend (or now: friends) and so cheerfully invited us to crash and make of it what we would. And we did indeed:


ok those re supposed to be gifs but i dont know how to get them to play so never mind. Just imagine them moving.

It was incredible.

At the end of the night it was no longer night but actually more like 3am and we were all dying of exhaustion because all of us had regular (or not so regular? but still existing) day jobs and we were not made to party any longer because we are getting old.

But it was amazing. It is not so much that these occasions show me the precious people that I have around me. They have been there, and will continue to be. I have always loved and appreciated them with or without fancy parties with lights and balloons and psychedelic machinations. It is more that these occasions, as we all get older, give us space to all come together. And okay, fine. They are pretty freakin amazing, these friends, their hearts, and their warmth and generosity and kindness that have lit up my life from within. And what is a birthday but yet another year to give thanks for the love that has been shown me? Nothing at all.

Thank you my loves. And with that: I am now twenty four. x


#2037 | The Broke Student’s Guide to Getting your PADI Open Water Divers License


imagesTioman, Malaysia

Hey guys,

So, over one of the weekends in September I finally fulfilled one of my bucket list items and got my PADI Open Water Divers License. I’ve gotten a lot of requests to blog about my experience so in the name of both memory-keeping as well as BSG-creation for those of you looking to get your license too, here I am:

Why get your PADI certification?

To be honest, I mainly got the license because of Roz, my co-host on Hype Hunt. She’s a hardcore diver and she makes it sound so incredible! I’ve also been a swimmer my whole life, and I’m very comfortable underwater, which is why it made more sense to pick this up as a skill over, say, hiking, which I absolutely hate.

When you get your diving license you can start going on all sorts of really incredible trips with other divers, and the potential for creating that kind of memories in my relative youth is a huge part of why I finally decided to take the certification. Besides, it’s only a weekend and under a thousand bucks for a whole new skill. Not bad, I think.


I took mine with three other girlfriends – an even number is recommended cos you have to buddy up for your dives!

Choosing a dive school

I knew from the get-go that I’d want to take my license in Tioman, or somewhere accessible via ferry from Singapore. The reasons for this are manifold, but primarily…

Firstly, the minute you fly somewhere the cost of your entire license goes up considerably.

Secondly, due to the concentration of nitrogen in your blood after diving, you can’t get on a plane for an approximate 24 hours after your last dive to be safe. Think about it – extreme low altitudes to extreme high altitudes messes up your insides, and so it’s always better to be safe than sorry. But this also means that the amount of time wasted just waiting around for your buffer period to be up before you fly home means that you probably cant complete your license over the weekend, and if youre going with friends who are WORKING ADULTS, this drastically affects them because they have to apply for more leave, so on and so forth.

I went with Diver’s Cove because they’ve got a pretty good rep and also because Xiaoqi had a girlfriend recommend them to her. There are quite a few other dive schools in Singapore that are also popular, like Gill Divers, and so on. Do your research before picking a place!


Total Cost

So, let’s talk money.

I feel like learning to dive is one of the most cost-efficient new skills to pick up because the entire thing spans a long weekend (three days) and costs about six hundred bucks or so, inclusive of accommodation and ferry to and fro tioman. On top of that, we each changed a hundred SGD for meals, but we barely used up half of it because if you have lunch and dinner family-style, meaning you guys all share dishes, you’ll find that each meal costs very little for what it’s worth. So many great seafood dinners! If you compare that to other similar new skills like learning to drive or learning to ski I think it’s one of the most time and cost efficient things to introduce to your life. Ha.


The dive resort we stayed in


Random meals

The only other thing besides food that you’ll spend on during your diving weekend is probably aloe vera for your sunburn (and you will get sunburnt) from the convenience stores.

The process

Your diving license is split into two components – the theory and the practical. The theory test takes place in Singapore over about three hours, but don’t knock it – it’s very useful. Then when you dock in Tioman you can hit the ground running and start learning practical skills immediately, like pool skills, how to assemble your buoyancy control device, so on and so forth. You need four official dives to get your license. These will be done over two or three days, depending on your speed of learning.

The actual dive

So. Diving. What’s it actually like? This is something people have been asking me nonstop since I announced that I’d gotten my license. It’s all well and good to see gorgeous underwater pictures of manatees and sea turtles, but what those photos don’t relay is the perpetual fear as you are learning to dive that you are just going to die.

Diving has gotten a bit of a rep as a relaxing sport, a beautiful one that doesn’t require as much physical exertion as say, rock climbing, or mountain scaling. Sure. But it’s still an intense activity, and it’s one you need to respect and take very seriously. I mean, come on buddy. Do I really have to spell it out for you? If you mess around while learning to dive, you might not know what to do if your oxygen tank malfunctions, and then you will suffocate and drown. This is something my girlfriends and I talked about after our first dive, and that we all agreed on. Once you actually learn to dive, it’s so great and fun and breathtaking that you kind of forget how terrifying it can be in the learning process. But it is.

Here are the two things (in my opinion) that you need to take note of before you go for your first dive. Firstly, you have to know how to do very basic swimming. You don’t have to be very good at it. But you have to at least know what youre doing in the water, and how to float, and how to change directions! Make sense?


Getting my fins..

And secondly, if you’re claustrophobic, you need to start mentally preparing yourself for the dive.

This is something that never occurred to me because I assumed diving was done in such open waters that the vast expanse of space undersea would never be a problem for claustrophobic people. I was wrong. Over the weekend I realised that claustrophobia is limited not only by the boundaries of physical space, but also by this thing we call AIR. I know that sounds dumb, but it really only hit me when I was 17 meters underwater and I realised that if I lost my regulator (the thing that feeds you oxygen), I’d have no air and I’d just drown. That kind of realisation makes you suddenly so aware of all the water everywhere pressing in on you, and it can really drive you crazy if you’re as neurotic about space as I am.

I’m not saying that claustrophobic people can’t dive. But I just think it’d be really useful to start visualising yourself underwater before your dive, and start mentally preparing yourself for the experience. If you just happily roll up and yolo it like I did, you’re probably going to get a rude shock!

Logistics of the dive

The skills are the hardest part of your experience because they deal a lot with what to do in an emergency. So you simulate situations where you run out of oxygen and need to ascend to the surface quickly, where you lose your weight belt and start floating off, when your mask comes undone and you cant see anything underwater.. etcetera etcetera. It’s really important to get the skills done right because they help you understand what to do in an emergency and prep you not to panic if anything goes wrong during a dive. Because if youre thirty meters under water and you shoot upwards to the surface because you panic, you’ll get the bends which means nitrogen bubbles get stuck in your blood, and you might also die. No pressure!

Ok la, actually I’m being a bit harsh on diving. But I think it’s good to be warned of all these things before you go in, because a lot of the PR around the sport makes it sound SO easy and relaxing. I mean, it is, once you actually learn it properly. But it’s also terrifying and can be dangerous if you dont do it right. Which is why I think it’s better to be safe than sorry and just give everyone the scary bits of diving first so we’re all mentally prepared!

So that’s the skill-learning practical portion. The actual official dives are pretty easy, and get easier the more you go along. They involve exploring the seabed, poking at fish, and chasing turtles. Sounds fun? It is! It’s AMAZING. Just as long as you remember to breathe properly and not step on any sea urchins.

Why people are so addicted to diving..

If you’ve read up till this point, you’re probably thinking: why would anyone voluntarily put themselves in such a dangerous situation where their risk of dying is so much higher than being on land like normal human beings?! And this is where I sell you the idea of diving.

Because despite all that crazy shit, diving is freakin incredible.

If you’ve ever had dreams of flying, diving is the closest you can ever get to that experience. When you glide above the seabed of coral and aquatic life looking down on everything going on, it feels like you’re actually flying. Flying!!!

Being underwater is like NOTHING ELSE in the world. The feeling of descending to the bottom of the ocean is like being granted access into a whole new universe. Everything is vibrant and alive, and none of the fish really care about you because you’re just another big fish to them. Your position on the underwater great chain of being is so tiny and irrelevant that you cannot do anything but be amazed at how intricate the world underwater is, and how you’ve been missing out on so much of the Earth for so long. Because it’s true, isn’t it? Earth is mainly water, and it’s so incredibly self-contained to assume that we have seen it all simply by country hopping and romping around the landlocked 25% of the globe.

On our last dive in a marine park, we swam through schools of fish and spotted rainbow fish, puffer fish, clownfish and so on… but the thing that really sealed it for me was seeing a huge hawksbill sea turtle (the same type as Crush from Finding Nemo). I went nuts!! When we spotted it I immediately took off after it and followed it quite some distance across the sea bed.. it was magical. Didn’t manage to take any pictures since it didn’t make sense to bring the go pro underwater on our first few dives (we had quite enough to remember without having to handle a go pro at the same time) but the memory of swimming with the turtle was more than enough.


Feeling very proud of ourselves for making it through

Diving: the aftereffects

Because diving means spending hours and hours in the sea, the aftereffects of a dive weekend include your skin and hair suffering for a bit, and nursing cuts and scratches from bumping into coral when you’re learning to dive. I assume as you go on you’ll learn to avoid coral, but i dont know how you can ever dive without getting majorly sunburnt and dehydrated. We applied sunscreen quite liberally but the sea just washes most of it off, so a lot of the skincare we did was reparative – after each dive, slapping on moisturisers, creams, and aloe vera.

Diving: conclusion

After all that.. is it worth it?

The answer is a resounding yes. Learning to dive was a harrowing experience but it was so incredibly rewarding! You shouldnt go into it expecting it to be a breeze, but then again you shouldnt expect that of anything in general. And the sense of accomplishment and wonder at the end of it all was incredible. I can see myself diving again and again in the years to come, and having so many wonderful memories and stories to tell. It’s such an addictive sport and I’d totally recommend it to anyone looking to try something new! 🙂

So that is basically it. My virgin diving experience – hopefully it’ll be useful for any of you looking to try it too. I tried to be as honest as I could about the entire thing, the good and the bad, but overall I think it was definitely one of the more memorable things I did this year. Would recommend. And to the rest of the divers out there – here’s another one joining the club. To more adventures always! x