Let me just start this off by saying that this blog post has been months in the making! People who know me well know that I love the crew-neck sweatshirts from Dafa Hoja Apparel, and I wear mine all the time! Every time I wear them I always have people asking me where I bought them from, so I figured I would write a post about them – and I’ve even got a discount code for you guys!
Me and my fiancé have known each other for about six years, but we’ve only been together for a fraction of that time. It’s funny to think about how six years ago we had no idea that we would end up together, and that in six short months from now, we will be becoming husband and wife. But that’s hardly anything new or surprising. What most people find fascinating, or even unbelievable, is the fact that we live on opposite sides of the world!
For those of you that don’t know, my fiancé, Nadeem, lives in the USA while I live in Australia. We met and bonded over being Hyderabadis living in the Western world, and even though we didn’t properly speak till two years later, we kept tabs on each other through social media (aka stalked each other online).
The topic of divorce in ethnic communities is one which is often swept under the rug. It’s never discussed, and it’s very rarely practiced. Unfortunately, this isn’t because we have communities full of happy families and healthy households, that isn’t the case at all. It’s because of the strong stigma that we attach to the word divorce itself. Something that needs to change.
For centuries the act of divorce has been such a taboo in ethnic families. It’s finally something which is becoming (ever-so-slightly) more common – but even now, the stigma surrounding divorce is ridiculous. It’s unfortunate in our society that many people feel more comfortable living in abusive relationships, than they do seeking help or removing themselves from toxic relationships out of fear of being ostracized or criticized by the people around them.
The Pylon Lookout is another Sydney gem! The Harbour Bridge is sandwiched between two pylons, which act as the structure that hold the wiry arms of the bridge up. One of the pylons has been turned into a lookout spot! I hadn’t actually heard of the Lookout before, and wouldn’t have visited had I not been given tickets following my Sydney Harbour Bridge Climb. It was a great opportunity because the view from the Lookout is different to any other place in Sydney because of its vantage point, and its side-view so close to the Harbour Bridge which makes it really special. You can even see Bridge Climbers making their way up the bridge!
Hola! I started getting Laser Hair Removal treatments some months back, and I’ve been loving the results! I’m about halfway through the process right now, and thought I’d share some of the details!
- You attend a consultation before beginning the laser process. They ensure your safety by asking you questions, and matching you to a specific machine suited to your hair colour and skin tone, to ensure that you get the best results for you
- Full body sessions take about an hour (and are cheaper/more convenient than doing separate body parts)
- You require 10-12 sessions for the best results. After this, you just need to have touch up sessions once or twice a year
- Your sessions tart 4 weeks apart, and then spread out as the hair thins away and the growth decreases – You’ll notice a difference right away
- You shave your to-be-lasered areas 24 hours prior to your appointment (You can’t wax or thread hair during the months in which you’re getting laser, can only shave) If you want to see how I shave my face click here
- The beauticians use a highlighter to draw grids on you so they don’t miss a spot
- Use sunscreen and Laser Aid Cream to make sure your skin stays cool and protected after Laser
In the spirit of the upcoming Independence Days for India and Pakistan I’ve decided to base this week’s blog post on my somewhat rare experience of belonging to both these countries. For those of you who don’t know, my maternal family is from Hyderabad in India, while my paternal family is from Karachi, Pakistan.
Growing up as being Half-Indian and Half-Pakistani was pretty cool, but also pretty confusing. As a child I was jokingly asked by family and family friends which nationally I associated myself with. “Tum Mummy ke jaise Indian ho? Ya Papa ke jaise Pakistani?” “Are you Indian like your mum, or Pakistani like your dad?” I was unsure of my identity growing up and felt as though I had to pick and choose between who I was. I went back and forth between what I identified myself as, and it took me 20-odd years to fully appreciate myself as being both. Belonging to two countries that hold animosity for each other is difficult, and it’s had upsides and downsides. From my experiences, here are the perk and perils of being Half-Indian and Half-Pakistani:
In recent time there’s been a lot of hype with more and more females beginning to shave their face. While I never really got into the hype, a lot of ladies got on board for a number of reasons:
- Skin looked clearer without the baby hairs
- Makeup appeared to be smoother as it was sitting directly on the skin
- It was quick, easy, and cheap to do yourself rather than going to a parlour to have your whole face waxed or threaded
While these reasons weren’t enough for me to get on board the shaving-your-face train, I realized a couple months ago that I would actually need to shave my face (and everything else) for my laser hair removal sessions. When getting laser hair removal, you are required to shave 24 hours before your session, and since I had chosen a full body package, my face was one of the areas being lasered. Now I wasn’t keen on actually using a razor on my face, and didn’t want to take the difficult route of having to buy shaving cream and go the whole nine yards, so I looked for alternative methods and was really happy with what I found.
If the history of Australia had been condensed into 24 hours, non-Aboriginal people would have only been here for five minutes. I read about this newfound information on Thursday, and found it to be very fascinating. When I turned to the comments however, I was shocked to see hundreds of racist comments. This week’s post is a response to the perceptions that many people surprisingly hold.
A link to the original article I read, whose comments led me to writing this post, can be found at the bottom of my post.
Fun fact: My hair was so crazy when I was a child that people actually asked my parents if I was wearing a wig.
I’ve always had incredibly thick hair with a mind of its own. As a child, my hair was a nightmare for my mum who didn’t know what to do with it, and as I grew older, it became a nightmare for me. As soon as I got to Year 10 and was allowed to straighten my hair, I took total advantage of it and started to wear my hair straight all the time. It made it unbelievably easier to manage and kept it out of my face without looking like I had a bird’s nest perched upon my head. Win-win!
Travelling is so refreshing, and it teaches us so much. When we travel, we never come back as the same person that we were when we left. Instead, we come back more informed, more cultured, and usually more rested (emotionally and mentally albeit not always physically) versions of ourselves.
I’ve compiled a list of 8 reasons why I think travelling is so refreshing and soothing. Here it is!