We Match

I love seeing couples, family or a group of people wear almost matching outfits. If you were to ask me back then, I hated our matching baju kurung. My nenek was in charged in buying the material for many MANY years and I would beg her every year to at least buy them in different colors. It was never cool back then. However, since I’m a grown woman *coughs* my perspective in fashion is completely the opposite *blink blink*.

Matching to me doesn’t straight up means wearing the SAME exact thing but in different sizes. To me matching also defines having the same basic elements. It could be the hair, the funk or the color. Well, I'm sure you know what I mean.

Here are some of my favorites.











With Love
Farah

Hurricane-like Storm

Did you witness the storm yesterday between 3:30-4:30pm?

It was by FAR the worst I’ve seen here in Malaysia.

I work on the 4th floor and we have the KL concrete jungle view. Yesterday’s storm was crazily bad that it was close to zero visibility (to me). At one point, here in my office, when I looked over at the end of my office, it was blurry-smoky-foggy in the room. The wind was damn strong that it got a little misty in the room. HOW AWESOME IS THAT?? Colleagues and I gushed to the window to check out the rain. Anyhoos, I went back to my seat and continued doing my work as it was almost the end of market.

Around 5-ish, my colleague’s cellphone rang and someone on the other end asked for me. My colleague was a little confused as to why someone was asking for me on his cellphone. He then passed the phone to me and I heard Mr. Em’s worried voice asking for my plate number. I was a little blur of what was going on and thinking “why is this dude asking me things when I have so much trade confirmations to send out to clients”. I slowly picked out few words “hujan-lebat-pokok-tumbang-habis-kereta-tumbang-banyak” OH EM GEE!!! There were many fallen trees and there were lots of cars trapped underneath go-knows-how-old trees!! My stomach churned and I was about to passed out! He asked me again what’s my plate number and I gave him and he went to look for my car and he said “Ha, keta ko OK!”

ALHAMDULILLAH ALHAMDULILLAH ALHAMDULILLAH

So I went back to work without bothering to go and check on my car.

About five minutes later someone emailed almost everyone pictures of what had happened. When I saw the pictures, I couldn’t work and had to pause. So I went downstairs to have a look on my car and silly me thought the rain had stopped; I didn’t take the umbrella with me so I “mini” jogged to the parking lot. I could see multi-colored field of umbrellas from a far and it was a solemn scenario as though there was a death. As I walked in the parking lot, the parking attendee said “Akak punya kerete ok, pagi tardi akak park kereta pun orke.” PHEWWWWWWWW…

I went out yesterday lunch and when I got back from lunch I usually, almost always, will park under the trees because I wouldn’t have anywhere else to park. Thank god I found one where no tall, big trees decided not to fight against the strong wind. So basically the two spots I parked my car yesterday was SELAMAT! However, those who parked at my regular parking spot had it BAD. Just awful! I feel extremely sorry for them.

So I went back to work and when I was done around 6-ish, the fire rescuers were there with chainsaws, cutting trees and getting one car out at a time. There were a huge crowd of spectators at that lot FOR SURE! The tow truckers were chasing after cars that needed their car to be towed. It was definitely the biggest event that parking lot has ever had.

I am ever so grateful to Allah Almighty for protecting my car and others besides few twigs and leaves. That is IT, no more parking under any trees PERIOD!






Grateful

Farah~

Jungle Red

I feel like talking about my latest lipstick collection (the lipstick is at least 3 months old now :p) since I’m in the mood to talk about beauty products.

Presenting…..

Bobbi Brown in Red

So far I’m loving this lipstick. It’s quite matte but not too matte as MAC’s. A simple make up can look VA VA VOOM just by pairing it with red lips. However I usually have every other thing on me, such as clothes and accessories, very minimal if I want to rock the red (afterall I ain’t Lady Gaga).

Black eyeliner with over the top mascara and just a hint of rosy cheeks are all you need to wear it with this color. If you’re too lazy to put any makeup on, just put on your hatha blockas and wear the red. Nevertheless, I try to stay away from red lips, especially the matte ones, if I’ll be pigging out. Matte is quite long lasting but it wears off ONLY at certain areas on your lips where it rubs against your food the most (it can look a little awful). Nevertheless, all you have to do is re-apply after pigging and blabbing (it’s nothing like constantly re-applying lip glosses or other non-matte lipstick).



 




So ladies, if you don’t own a red lipstick yet, go get yourself one. It is a must have lipstick color!

 

Sexy red lips kisses

Farah

Stretchmarks

Yes, I am a victim of stretchmarks. *nangis teresak-esak*

When I was pregnant, all I applied was Body Shop’s shea butter once a day because I was just darn LAZY! I didn’t have any stretchmarks up to my 8 month, ZERO ZILCH NADA! My Dr even complimented my flawless round belly and I would smile widely thinking “GEE, am I lucky or WHAT!” However, stretchmarks striked and my belly is all BLERGH. Thank god I don’t have the discoloration; that would break my heart even more. To be honest, I haven’t felt sexy in front of my husband since the day I got enormous. SM is not the only thing that bugs me but not having the elasticity of youth skin is what I hate most. I don’t know if there’s any product out there in the market that can fix this problem. I went to Clarins few days back to ask if they have anything for me; nope they don’t. I think the only thing that I can do now is firming it up by working out and doing gazillion crunches. (I get anxiety attacks whenever I think about working out)

 I am sort of working out every Saturday. Does Maya’s Gymboree classes count? ☺ 

To all expectant mothers, please do all the prevention you can from SECOND you found out you’re preggers. AND please, applying only shea butter once a day is NOT enough. I’m sure you mamas are “preventing” but do you think what you’re doing is enough? How do we even know what’s enough.

 

What triggered me to write this post?

I saw my cousin-in-law’s UBER-ly flat tummy last night and I so want it but I know I can never have it.

Flabby Mommy :/

I'm Back

...and this time around, I'll stay!!!!!

Happy New Year Everyone!!!
(I doubt I have any readers since I myself have not been on this page for donkey months)

What's new?

....with Maya

Maya is nine months old and she is definitely a hand full. I discovered a toothe growing out on last Friday and I she could clap her hands on that very same day. That's DOUBLE achievements! :D She could do twinkle twinkle little stars with her hands but she hasn't been doing it for a week now :( I love watching how busy she gets playing with her toys or with anything laying around, walking around the coffee table over and over again and gets all sweaty. MASHAMNESS ALERT I tell you! She is indeed my Maya the Little Explorer :D Going through my handbag is one of her many favorite things to do. She'll take every single little thing out of my purse and NOPE she doesn't know how yet to put it back to where they belong.

....with Me

I am still working at the same place, making the same crappy salary and of course I dread my self to work every freaking morning. I would love to one day have a job that I get all excited and happy every time the alarm goes off in the morning *sigh* Anyhoos, I CUT my long LOCKS!!!!! I did it!!! I kinda love-hate it. I love that it doesn't take that much time to style it in the morning but I hate that I can't do much in the styling department. I'm just going to flaunt my do the best I can. I'm also at the verge off planning Maya's 1st birthday party. I'm EXCITED!! I will post the pictures up after the party which is like way towards the end of May. Time sure flies man!

I AM going to try my extremely best to keep this blog updated even though I don't really have anything to blog about.

Much Love
Farah

What's Your Color?

Tis the season to be jolly, Fa la la la la la la la la

It’s always nice to paint your nails according to the season. Since it’s winter, well not quite in Malaysia but who cares, there are few “in” shades for nails all over magazines and the internet. The IN shade is any shade of browns, neutral-ish, color with a hint of glitters. I searched one for me high and low, well I went straight to Guardian Pharmacy and I found few but I settled with Rimmel’s “Chocolate Fountain” (hmmm hmmm, that sounds yummy) for only RM10.70. You can’t beat that (ok ok, I know you can).



This shade is more like metallic brown rather than glittery brown. I like it though.

Much Love
Farah with fancy nails

Feliz Cumpleanos!

“Researchers at Vanderbilt University believe they know why winter babies are more likely to grow up to develop bipolar depression, schizophrenia, SAD (seasonal affective disorder) and other neurological disorders, compared to kiddos born in the summer months. The reason? Winter messes with our biological clocks, they say.”

“In their study of mice, they believe they've found the link between the "imprinting" of the biological clock at birth and the development of various health conditions later in life.” – glamour.com

Hmmm…

Let’s hope we winter babies don’t develop any of the above.

We??

Well someone just turned 24 and it’s ME!! =))

I’m nearly a quarter of a century old as told by Fiza. Birthdays excite me but not like they did back in my juvenile years. If any asked Farah at age 14 for a birthday list, she can make one up in a split second. Ask Farah at age 24 for one; doubt you’ll stick around to wait for it.

Don’t get me wrong. I do love birthdays. This year is a little special since it’s my first birthday as a mother.

I took Monday off which was a great thing. FYI, I’ve been working on my birthday ever since my 19th birthday.

On Saturday, December 11th, my MIL treated us lunch at Plan B, Bangsar Village, to celebrate all three December babies (my FIL, BIL and ME) birthdays. It was nice that we celebrated it at that side of town, something for a change.

This year I got few good presents and I heart them all. Faliq got me a handbag (love LOVE IT), Kakak got me Flora by Gucci (love LOVE IT), my SIL, Wawa, got me 4x Latin ballroom dance lessons (love LOVE IT—I CAN’T WAIT TO SHAKE MY BOOTY!), RS got me a rubber flats from Marc Jacobs (love LOVE IT), my MIL got me a makeup box (love LOVE IT)and Maya gave me more poop and saliva, hahahahahaha.. I love my baby.

Alhamdulillah, I am a year older and may Allah bless me more healthy-happy-wealthy-in-all-sorts years ahead.