Certainly, she's not fiery enough a personality to be crimson (we wanna say Cynthia Koh, but we're afraid she'll scold us). Yes, Jeanette's got a chill sort of self--rance (heh heh).
In public, she displays a lighter shade of aquamarine, if you will.
Plus, she each word with deliberate precision in flawless, unaffected English. Recognising the absurdity of channelling hunched-up Smurf villain Gargamel, she can’t help but break into chuckles in between shots.? Even in Singapore, I stay by myself in my own apartment,” shrugs Jeanette, who spent most of her free-time there holed up in her hotel room.
With her more sombre hues tucked away, the only thing blue we’re getting from Jeanette is the bathtub-ful of Smurfs she’s frolicking with for our shoot. She’s been away so long that she doesn’t know much about the General Elections (“Who’s Tin Pei Ling? Prince, her six-year-old Maltese that she left in her friend’s care, recently fell ill and died while Jeanette was overseas.
“Blue can also mean a lot of other things besides melancholy, no? A recent incident that got me feeling blue is the death of my dog.) His name is Prince. When I was away the past eight months, he came down with a viral infection, suffered seizures and passed away.
Like, blue films mean an entirely different thing altogether! I guess it’s better for him now that he doesn’t have to suffer.
Nyní se můžete podívat na fotky žen žijící ve vašem okolí.
Ještě jednou vás žádáme, abyste uchovali jejich totožnost v utajení.
“I get out of feeling blue pretty easily,” she quips. We’ve seen some of your posts on Twitter and Facebook. I can be high on rock one moment and then I’ll get moody when a slow song comes on. When I moved out, he stayed with my parents, then I left him with a friend ’cos I was always busy with work. Then there are those forlorn ruminations (in both English and Mandarin) that she posts on Facebook and Twitter, an abject showcase of idealism tempered with world- weariness: “” Is it self-indulgent? But you also get the distinct feeling that it comes from somewhere genuine. She’s probably played out the scenario so many times in her head that it’s near impossible to catch her off guard.It’s not pretentious or an attention-seeking ruse, which is probably why you don't dismiss it as an OTT melodramatic cry to get noticed. No matter how welcoming her smile is, she still keeps you at a safe distance, but you happily smile back because Jeanette does chirpy so convincingly. Watching her, you get the impression this spritely lass likes hanging around people, but is just as comfortable being by herself, staring pensively out of a window on a rainy day. She cheerily chomps on a jar of pineapple tarts that someone offers her and compares Weibo postings with her make-up artist in a high-pitched voice that’s more endearing than annoying, perhaps because there’s substance to her laughter-peppered prattle. The studio reverberates with her lilting laughter as an assistant frantically scrolls through an i Pad for images of Smurf characters — Grouchy, Clumsy, Brainy, Smurfette — for Jeanette to reference facial expressions.The first SMS she sent, she wrote: “Baby girl, I love you. I’m more a theatre student.”Ans: Earth, because 70 per cent of it is covered in water. I finally remember your number.” The second one was: “Did you get my message? Not being able to reply her in time is my one biggest regret.
It wouldn’t work for comedy ’cos you have to deliver your lines with a straight face (). My worst break-up was the ‘dog guy’ ’cos he was overbearing and two-timing me. He’d get angry with me just ’cos I had a car and didn’t have time to pick him up.