Wednesday, 13 September 2017

Walking on Sunshine

I used to think that living in Singapore means that I'll always be able to survive warm weather conditions in countries which are supposedly said to be cooler. Oh boy was I wrong.

I've visited Australia three times now and all during the late summer-early autumn period. It can get very unpredictable and despite the cold winds, believe it or not, the sun seems a gazillion times hotter there. I believe there's a scientific (or possibly geographical) explanation for this but I'll leave that to the experts.

Whichever the case, sunscreen became my best friend. I remembered having to keep on slathering sunscreen on my arms and face every few hours because I could literally feel the heat going through my skin.

I don't know about you guys, but I heavily rely on social influencers/beauty gurus before getting a product - sometimes without realizing that there's a possibility they may be paid to only point out the good things.

I never usually thought of what makes a good sunscreen, and little did I know that there are various components that contributes to one.

I've recently been introduced to, where they did a study and tested out 135 sunscreens to see which is the best.

There are surprisingly many, many kinds. I thought they'd only come in lotion or sprays but apparently, there's a powder form too!

Their content contains the pretty basic components of a typical study. For example, the exemption criteria, a large population group (in this case, a variety of sunscreens) and the experiment itself. It was pretty informative and trust me, if I could understand it, so could you!

After reading the whole article, I figured that this was my biggest take home message:


Even if you aren't looking for a sunscreen, you'd come to realize that you're actually learning lots of useful stuff!

Now when you're in dilemma, you no longer have to ponder over multiple youtube videos and blog posts because now you can just visit the website which will tell it all!

Have a good week ahead lovelies! Xx
(Direct link to article, here.)

Tuesday, 29 August 2017


Remember when I said that I've built these high, thick walls to prevent myself from ever getting hurt again? I've realized that no matter how hard I try and whoever I meet, it will take one heck of a wrecking ball to break down those walls. (Don't cue song, I dare you.)

Aziz and I met around the period I was diagnosed with appendicitis. Of course, I would remember my hospital experience more vividly but if there was anything worth remembering, was that even as a stranger, he was there to alleviate my anxiety.

Days turned to weeks and we found ourselves developing a sense of intimacy towards each other. From what I recalled, it was mutual. I enjoyed the deep conversations we had about our past and I was surprised how open we were.

Within a span of weeks, our dates became more frequent and eventually, our conversations started circling around one question: What are we?

The timing wasn't great. He was juggling between family, school and work and I had my own commitments too. To add on to that, we both had personal goals and we were contemplating if whether or not it would be the right time to make it official.

As soon as I felt like I was falling into a bottomless pit, I decided to suppress the side of me that was overly attached, overly emotional and overly sensitive. I braced myself for the worst but even so, I was still holding on to that small glimpse of hope that he'd be willing to give me a chance.

Needless to say, we were both confused - although if I may add, I was a bit more open minded than he was.

I found myself on a cliffhanger, yet again. I was waiting for an answer to a hypothetical question that I didn't ask. It took me a while to realize that I no longer wanted to be an option - I wanted to be a choice.

When I mustered the courage to finally call him to tell him that I was taking a step back, it was then when he told me that he had made a decision. I expressed my frustration because in the midst of his dilemma, he was subconsciously leaving me hanging - and I didn't liked it.

I'd spare you the exact content of the conversation but he explained how he had already made up his mind about us but wanted to wait for our next date to confess.

I felt even more confused than I already was. Strangely, the questions that pondered my mind revolved around my insecurities. Eventually I realized that I liked this guy enough to put those aside, and we got together on a Sunday after he handed me roses, a well-written note and asked me to be his girlfriend.

I've gotten a lot of comments from friends about the fact that we were still in our honeymoon period and to a certain degree, they are quite right. But one thing that many people don't know is that things hasn't always been easy. Of course, it's only human for us to showcase the side of us that are happier but still, a lot goes on behind the scenes.

Nonetheless, I grew to love him for his resilience, his way with words and that no matter how exceedingly intense his schedule is, he will always make time for me.

Of course, on my part, I'm still a bit traumatized from my past (though I wouldn't admit it). I've spent a year or so not only building those walls, but also building up the courage to fight through my anxiety and finally being comfortable with the fact that it's okay to be alone. It took me a lot of  tears and sleepless nights to come to that.

That being said, I'm finally thankful for the past - the betrayals, heartbreaks and the many wrong decisions because if I were to have done one of those differently, I'd never would have been in this present state.

At nearly four months, I've come to realize that it's okay to be vulnerable. We both have our own set of fears and insecurities but what's amazing when two people love each other is agreeing to the fact that this is a once in a lifetime love. I still stand by what I said in my previous post - that my heart is strong and even if I lose at the end of the day, I know that I'd be okay.

For now, I'm gonna cherish every moment. Every study date, every late night skype call and every deep conversation we'll have. And if there ever comes a time when both of us are at a crossroads, I can only hope that we'll both love each other enough to take a leap of faith.


(On a side note, now that I've lowered your expectations on an attempt of writing a good how-we-met blogpost, you may now proceed to my boyfriends' page here.)

Wednesday, 9 August 2017

Syawal 2k17

As always, I've had this post in my drafts for the longest time ever. Life's been pretty hectic lately but I'll get into more of that in another post. 

This year's Syawal was indeed pretty fruitful. Of course, nothing was ever as complete since my late grandmother passed away some time back but nonetheless, it was always great being around family.


I decided to go for something simple this year. So I bought my raya outfits from Maqayla and dare I say that it was one of the best decisions I've ever made! 

It took me back to a time when I was overly obsessed with floral prints. Of course if you know Maqayla, everything is always floral. Not that I'm complaining because one can never go wrong with floral, am i rite? ;) 

Apart from how eye catching it is (#lowkeyselfpraise), I loved how comfortable it is. Being in scorching hot Singapore always meant that it is crucial to find an outfit that doesn't make you sweat like a pig. Plus the outfit makes going in and out of people's houses (as well as in and out of the car) so much easier. 

I paired most of my raya outfits with my maroon heels I bought from Clarks. It was on the pretty pricey side but it was definitely worth the investment. 


Needless to say, I haven't had a raya this satisfying for the longest time. As always, we spent our first day at our elder's. I don't know if this is the age talking, but I remembered being dead beat at the second house that I fell asleep on my nephew's bed and when I woke up, I saw some of the other cousins napping too! 

We made a move to Melacca straight after and it was a pretty short car ride if I might add. Not toot on my own horn but perhaps it was because I was used to long road trips in Australia, heh!

The following days after that were just regular visitings to other relatives.

And finally an outing with my poly friends. I was pretty sick that day (as you can tell by the lack of effort I put into dressing up) but I didn't really want to spoil the mood for anyone. It was indeed a pretty fun day full of laughs and good food. Of course I had to bring butterhalf along with me and introduced him to the gang. 

And that's a wrap for this year's Syawal. Have a great day ahead lovelies! Xx