Dreams are made of chocolate.

Hey now
Hey now,
This is what dreams are made of...

Dude, I swear when Hilary Duff wrote those lyrics, she was talking about Singapore--specifically the chocolate bar at the Marina Bay Sands hotel.

I can't even begin to describe what went down tonight for many reasons...first, it's 1:28 am and I'm too exhausted to type it out.  Second, it was way too ridiculous...but the best kind of ridiculous...Since a picture is worth a thousand words, I'll let these do the talking for me.

























I had so much chocolate tonight, I wouldn't be surprised if it made its way into my lungs and bloodstream.  One more bite of chocolate cake and chocolate probably would have begun to leak out of my ears.

Then again, probably not, but I wasn't taking any chances.  If I wasn't so tired, I'd continue blabbing, but overall, it was a great night with great people and most importantly, great chocolate.  

I don't know what Hilary's dreams are made of, but tonight, mine are made of chocolate.

The view from the top of Marina Bay Sands

Good night and sweet chocolate-y dreams,

Kimmy