Glitter-fied!

Apologies for not updating as frequent! I know i was suppose to update you(whoever that is reading this) on my weekly DIY creations last week, but i didnt have the time as my work schedule was jammed pack! So here goes!

Last week DIY creation was something i picked up from one of the videos from Youtube. I loveeeeeeeee glitter/sequins shoes so i decided to make one myself! I had a pair of unworn heels; bought it because my knee-high leather boots was wearing off and my date forced me to replace them(boohoo!!).
Its an easy DIY session i must say; its just glue and glitter. But its requires much patience and organizational skill to make it look really nice!
Here goes! Sorry didnt model them heels, no time! :)

Let's Fika!

Hello lovelies! Its the weekends! YEAYYY!!
But im actually home updating my blog when i should be out!! What is fucking wrong with my like seriously!

Oh wells, since im here might just update my entire week of the March Holidays for those who are schooling. TOO BAD SCHOOL STARTS NEXT WEEK! IN YOUR FACE GODDAMMNIT!! HAHAH!
Ive been privileged enough to spend time with the Charmed Ones in the beginning of the week. They were so sweet to squeeze me into their busy schedule. Hehe! We went to my 'hood', Arab St, and had dinner at Fika. Awesome atmosphere with awesome company. What more do you need eyy? We all learnt something new that night. Fika means to have coffee, or to take a break. So the next time you want to have a starbucks, use Fika instead! Its an awesome ice-breaker dont you think? I think it is.

The Charmed Ones

Ive finally stepped up my sewing skills (YEAYY!!) yesterday. And while sewing up my DIY Tribal Vest, i managed to squeeze in another DIY project; Summer Top made from a shawl. This i have to thank Dinao Toki-o for her tutorial online but i made some minor adjustments since my shawl was not that big unlike hers. THANKS DINA!
What ya think?

Summer Top

Season of Red

Ola! Its 1:15am 10th of March 2012. Im wide awake. Thanks to the Mr.TehTarik i had earlier from lepak(chill out) session with my 2 favourite boys, Nash and Nas. Literally they are my favourites because i can shut my mouth without the pressure to speak when im with them. Love it.

Anyway just so you know, ive been sending out resumes in hopes for a new fulltime job. I havent been successful and im wondering whats wrong. I hope one comes in soon, Insyallah. And i also do hope that its something i enjoy doing. I have an offer though.

Its an arts company, CreativeHalo. They do projects for schools such as Clay Illustration, Sand Animation, Scrapbook Making, Digital Photography and etc; they offered me a 5-months contract before becoming a permanent with them. This is basically because i have no arts background. From there they will access me and see if im 'worthy' to be in their team. Im thankful, but im having second thoughts on this mainly because im not confident i can do it. Therefore, searching for alternatives. Insyallah.

So this week's creative project i did; a vest! Recycled from a dress which was too big for me(only bought it because it was a bargain,hehe). It has lovely tribal patterns and striking colors. Love it. For a first try in making a vest, i would give myself a 5/10 mainly due to my sewing techniques. Yes, still suck at it. But im much more confident with the cutting; its really nerve-wrecking to cut out a piece of garment because once you cut,THERES NO TURNING BACK!!
Well, what ya think? =)

Fashionly Inspired

Okay, so there was a crazy massive Cotton On Sale in the north part of the island. So as broke as we were, bestfriend and i still managed to get something out of it. Its awesome to be girls, well sometimes. One of the Charmed Ones was stuck at work so being the true ultimate bitch that we are, we decided to send pictures to make her jealous. "We, girls just wanna have fun!" as we females always say.

Been up to nothing most of the time so Youtube and Twitter has become my favourite company. Fashionly inspired (im not sure if thats an actual word) ive been trying to make my own. So far ive managed to design 2 dresses and im very much proud of. Frankly i need to brush up on my sewing skills on the machine. My hand sewing is fab-o-lous. #justsaying.

Ive also been stalking awesome names on Facebook and Youtube like Hana Tajima and Dina Tokio. They are amazing designers and stylist. And their hijab style, just Masyallah. Beautiful women indeed. Im so inspired i decided to try them on myself! Check it out!

Dina Tokio

Hana Tajima

This is my latest DIY item. Its called a 'scrunchie'. Hijabis wear them in their hair to create this volumised effect which you can mostly see on women in the eastern part of the world. There are varied response to this look but personally i like it alot. Dina Tokio is one of the example of those women with this look. Just Masyallah, beautiful.

Scrunchie - Selling at $2!

Dina Tokio

Jan Feb Photo Diary

So i celebrated a few January birthdays. I must say its quite a handful. The fact my dad made such a big fuss because of my absence at home during the weekends.
January was bitter sweet. February was just well... bitter. Therefore the haircut. Which i really love despite the fact it was wrongly cut by the hairdresser. And now i cant wait for it t grow!!!

I was on my normal TV routine having the house to myself whilst everyone is at work and i came across this.



A reminder from the past; how much love one can feel from another being by just simply being himself. What more can one ask for? And if thats not enough, then i guess its just not for you.

Tell me actions speak louder

But there's something about her words that hurt

Closing up and it's so late and

I'm the last one still waiting for you to lock the door

On our way home, I realize

There's some kind of storm

Brewing in his eyes

Only veiled by a thin disguise

Now that I've done my time

I need to move on and I need you to try

'Cause we're out of goodbyes

We're out of goodbyes, out of goodbyes

Never asked you to change

But sadly you don't feel the same about me

I wonder does your man still shudder

When you touch his hand like this man

And on our way home I realize

There's some kind of storm

Brewing in his eyes

Only veiled by a thin disguise

Now that I've done my time

I need to move on and I need you to try

'Cause we're out of goodbyes

(Out of goodbyes)

We're out of goodbyes

(Out of goodbyes)

We're out of goodbyes

(We're out of goodbyes)

A little less.

I miss being able to do this whenever i want in public without having to be stared at or just me thinking ive let down the entire female Muslims and our beliefs. Im not complaining about the fact the hijab restricts me from how i am, i just miss being able to be well... me. I admit i am much of an ang moh-minded person in my pious family. But my parents have taught me well and impaired me with the knowledge of my origins that is of a Muslim. Hence, i will always feel a sense of guilt and consciousness in my actions and what the consequences it will have for me, religiously. Nevertheless, i still cannot help but feel a little less of me since ive been hijabified.

Taylor Swift
Ours

Elevator buttons and morning air
Strangers' silence makes me wanna take the stairs
If you were here we'd laugh at their vacant stares
But right now my time is theirs

Seems like theres always someone who disapproves
They'll judge it like they know me and you
And the verdict comes from those who has nothing else to do
The jurys' out but my choice is you

So don't worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
And life makes love look hard
The stakes are high
The waters rough
But this love ours

You never know what people have up their sleeves
Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me
Lurking in the shadows with their lip gloss smiles
But i dont care cause right now you're mine

And you'll say don't worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
And life makes love look hard
The stakes are high
The waters rough
But this love ours

But its not theirs to speculate
If its wrong and your hands are tough but they are where mine belong and
I'll fight their doubts and give you faith with this song

Cause i love the gap between your teeth
And i love the riddles that you speak
And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored
Cause my heart is yours

So don't worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
And life makes love look hard

So don't worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
And life makes love look hard
But they cant take away whats ours
They cant take away whats ours
The stakes are high
The waters rough
But this love ours