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From Doha, With Love : A Total Make-Up Blunder

DO you know how it feels to be on an 8-hour flight and suddenly realise that you've forgotten to pack something you can't live without? Well, I do. It's an engulfing, horible feeling of regret and stupidity, and you wish you were more careful in packing your stuff. That's exactly how I felt when I was above the clouds, flying across the Indian Ocean en route to Doha, Qatar to my husband, when I couldn't recall placing my make-up pouch into my luggage. Now, that's a total make-up blunder. Buying a whole new set of make-up isn't fun when you're on a holiday because...

a)It's EXPENSIVE. An entire range including a good mosturiser or foundation, face powder, concealer and blusher is dear. You wouldn't want to end up spending all your money on things you already have at home.
b) It's NOT EASY to find something that suits you well, especially in Doha. You'd be surprised to learn that some brands you are used to, are probably not heard of in som…

Running With Christmas In The Heart

WHEN it comes to running, I will always have Bob Dylan's Christmas In The Heart album to thank for. It's weird I know, but I must've listened to it like 10,000 times(since it was released in Oct 2009), sometimes over and over again, during long runs. Despite it being a Christmas album, I love running with Christmas In The Heart all year round simply because the country-style, jolly music gets me happy, and against Dylan's slow pace, I feel like a galloping horse as I run.

Running never came easy to me. I am still a new runner, since I only began early last year, however, I've improved so much to my surprise. Intially, I struggled even with 10 minutes of  running, but persistance won me over. I ran almost everyday, and pushed myself to run a minute or two longer each time. My friend Reeni, who is an avid runner, sometimes ran along and gave me tips. We ran at the gym, different parks and terrains. Over the months, I went from 10 mins to an hour, and sometimes longer…

The Glitter Chandelier Earrings

WHEN Christmas approaches, one of the fun things we do at my editorial desk is a nice, warm Christmas party. Every one of us, takes the effort to finish and clear stories, and close pages in time to make a gathering possible (it's not easy to get all editorial team members together at one time, especially in a daily publication team). We dress to a theme, have great food, and...exchange gifts! Last year, my Secret Santa, Sam, gave me a Byrd pen knife. It may be small, but it's the sharpest and sturdiest pen knife I've ever owned! It turned out that I was Sam's Secret Santa (we were each other's Secret Santa randomly through a draw), so I bought him a wind-chime - I tell ya, it not easy to shop for a burly man, who, is into knives and bug photography.

So when I got a female name in the 2010 draw last week, I was just too glad. Bavani, my team leader, is a woman, who, adores glitter and accesories, and that's just up my alley. I didn't need to hunt for a gift…

An Unfortunate Dress Incident

EVERYTIME things go terribly wrong for me, I console myself by thinking that it could've been a worse situation - like, if my car breaks down at a petrol station, I'd thank God with a relieved sigh, because it'd be much harder to get help if the old Vitara died on me on a dark, desserted highway, with very little or no mobile signal at all. Fluttery, long-lashes or not, I know, through experience, that it's not easy to get help from complete strangers to jump-start a stalled car even at a petrol station full of people, who may seem like caring Malaysians. While I've had kind strangers offering help during emegencies, most are just plain selfish. It's sad, really.

Though it wasn't car trouble this time, last Friday was a testing day. It was a working day, I was getting from one place to another, and in between that, I bought a black, babydoll dress I thought was nice and decent, for a Christmas party I was invited to in the evening. I desperately needed one …

Greetings from Germany

WHEN I was a kid, during the days when postal mail was still pretty much the only way to go about sending greetings cards and letters, Decembers were a month to wait by the window for postmen, bearing messages. In my world, they were like Santas. During Christmas seasons, I looked out for them, postmen, with Christmas hopes, and, at other months, I awaited letters from my pen pals.

In the late 80s, early 90s, there was a system where you can mail-order a pen friend. You could decide on a person's age, sex and country by paying a small sum, and the company/ agency found you a match accordingly. I ordered my first pal through this service when I was 12. Some weeks later, I received a mailing address of an Italian boy around my age by a Milano surname. Mail ordering him was exciting, but somehow, when I finally saw my deal printed on a paper, I lost all interest, and ended up not writing to him.

Months passed, and one day, I received a mysterious blue envelope, with my name written i…

A Christmas Cornucopia

SOME music touches your soul. It's so powerful, it moves you to tears or laughter, and connects or re-connects you to love, life and hope. Amidst many Christmas albums this year, Annie Lennox's A Christmas Cornucopia, has touched and re-connected me to the spirit of the season at a new level. The entire composition, which is soulful and rich, has been a hair-raising experience for me. I'd like to share the same experience with all, along with a universal hope of love, joy and peace, as we remember the Child, who was born unto us to save humanity. In that pretext, Lennox herself is a great individual in her works towards humanity. The Annie Lennox Foundation raises funds to conduct educational programmes pertaining to HIV/ AIDS for women and children in Africa. So after listening to it on day one, I went back on day two to purchase a few more CDs as gifts. Something as good as this needs to be shared.
The album, which was launched in mid November in the UK and US, comprises…

The Agate Daisies

THERE is something therapeutic about wire works. Everytime I sit down to bend and shape wires, I am thrilled at how beautiful they can be when tastefully crafted. Seeing that always leaves me with a high that makes me feel like I'm an artisan, and that's very inspiring. For Julie's necklace, I was toying around with some wires when this idea of combining shaped wires and beads turned up. I experimented with some coppery wires and a variety of stones including pearls, turqoise and glittery crystals till I found these gorgeous flower-shaped black agates at my beading school. When I saw those, I also saw Julie's necklace right away. I love the glossy black stones, and in such daisy shapes, they look like dark herbal candies. Sweet. So I made Julie some Agate Daisies.
 
 



Making this piece was so much fun. In fact, I rushed home by day end just so I could begin working on it. Snipping silvery wires with a cutter and using a wire-shaping plier, I curled each piece i…