Back to Blonde (Photo Heavy)


Serving you some Draco Malfoy realness lawl

After spending forever trying to get into my personal Instagram account (I totally forgot my password, which just goes to show how often I actually use the app lawl) to frantically hunt down something appropriate to wear during Ramadan, I kept on receiving those annoying notifications from Instagram on my phone afterwards. I spent weeks ignoring them, but on July 12, I’d finally had enough and tried to disable the notifications through the app itself, which is when an ad for Belleza and more Salon & Spa popped up. I clicked the ad (which took me to their insta account) and immediately my eyes were drawn to the photo shown below.

Translation: Ammonia-free Dye and Bleach… Extra Strength Protection used with every Hair Coloring Session… so the hair does not get damaged and the color remains… vibrant and rich with a beautiful shine to make the hair appear healthy and fresh

As soon as I spotted that gorgeous ash-blonde color (in the After photo) I was obsessed! Seeing as how I’d just chopped off all my hair (pics, here), I was less hesitant about messing with it. Plus, they straight up advertised “ammonia-free dye” and “extra-strength protection”. It seemed legit. Being the impulsive creature that I am, I quickly called them up and made an appointment (30 mins from time of call) to dye my hair!

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My Story: Handbags

In all honesty, aside from Backpacks for school (it had to be either Jansport or Eastpack), I was never really all that much into bags, in general. The only bags that attracted me were Cross-Body Messenger Bags because I loved their casual vibe and found them effortlessly cool! I’m not quite sure when I got them, but somehow as a kid, managed to accumulate a handful of Small Cross-Body Bags; one being a Neon Yellow Canvas with Black Trim (the hardware was all black) possibly from Next and the other was a Black and White Canvas from the brand Kangol. They were both cute and casual but I just was never into carrying a bag around, regardless. Whenever I’d go out, I’d just stuff my pockets with my er, stuff (cash, some tissues, and a lipgloss usually Lancome Juicy Tube) and wear a hair-tie around my wrist (like a bracelet), or just hand all of my stuff to whomever I happened to be going out with at the time, so they’d end up carrying my stuff for me in their handbag, especially if the items were more than the ones that I just listed (wouldn’t all fit in my pockets). That’s how I ended up losing a lot – and I mean a lot – of my stuff, including my beloved MAC Vegas Volt Lipstick (mentioned here). I think I was around 17 when I started sporting a Denim Jeans Bag (almost similar to the one shown except mine was a shade or two lighter and had skinnier and much longer denim rope straps). I’m pretty sure I got it from a street vendor somewhere in Vienna because I distinctly remember bullying my older sister into buying it for me (since I’d spent all my pocket-money earlier that evening at the bookstore next to the hotel we were staying at) while there on a family summer vacation trip. I liked the Denim Jean Bag because it was simple yet unique (I’d never laid eyes on a denim bag prior) and a bit quirky. I’d pair it with a flow-y black top, a denim pencil skirt and denim platform slides (that all happened to match, shade-wise) which off-set my newly blonde hair! I really loved that thing and wore it up until one of the straps came undone.

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My Story: Curved Nails (Warning Graphic Pictures)

As you can see, I’ve got curved nails. However, not all of my nails curve. It’s just the nails on my index finger and the middle finger (that totally just reminded me of Chris Brown’s song, Deuces lawl). If I was to do regular swatches of nail polish on my blog, the above photo would be what they would look like and nobody but nobody needs to be subjected to that.
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My Story: My First 4DX Cinema Experience

On Sunday October 19, 2016 I was invited to watch the 10:15pm showing of Deepwater Horizon in 4DX at 360 Mall. The last time I’d experienced anything remotely similar was back in the summer of 1997, at a Honey, I Shrunk the Audience 4D film (spin-off of the Honey, I Shrunk the Kids film series) at Epcot in Walt Disney World (near Orlando, Florida). I can’t remember much from that specific attraction because I was a kid at the time but I do remember wearing the 3D glasses and thinking it was the coolest thing ever. Also, I distinctly remember being sneezed on which was the grossest thing ever, as water was lightly sprayed on us (the audience) in correlation with character sneezing on-screen. We were also jostled around a bit in our chairs. Based on that experience, I figured Deepwater Horizon in 4DX would be more of the same; being lightly sprayed with water, slight jostling of the seats, etc…
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My Story: Hair Cut, Color, and Style Journey (with pictures)

I decided to include these pictures to show you my transition from blonde to brunette. Yes, these are all pictures of me (LuLu). No, you will not be seeing my face (as I’ve explained my reasoning here). If the fact that I’ve cropped my face out of these pictures bothers you, please feel free to skip reading this blog post. If not, I hope you enjoy reading this post and maybe even find it useful or would like to share your own experience in the comments section. Thank you!


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My Story: Foot Care

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Feet. At best, they can look “healthy” (I’d never call feet pretty) but when neglected feet can get pretty gnarly. Growing up, I noticed that some people’s second toe was longer than their big toe (especially my cousins). For a time, that made me think I was a freak for having a big toe that’s longer than my second toe. I also noticed that my siblings had chubby looking feet with completely different nail-beds in comparison to mine. For the record, my siblings are skinny but have chubby feet (think along the lines of cherub feet, all fleshy and cute) whereas I am actually over-weight (plus-size, etc…) but my feet are not chubby in the least. My younger brother teased me about it once saying they all had cute chubby feet whereas mine were ugly. Obviously I had to respond so I made something up about how people with feet that looked like mine (not chubby) can be foot models (model footwear), as opposed to people with chubby feet. I was only making it up but my older sister said that it was in fact true, shocking both my younger brother and I. Just to be clear, I was only joking around because as far as I’m concerned, feet are feet. They just get you from point A to point B. That said, the way feet look can tell you a lot about a person. As a matter of fact, it’s one of the first things I notice in a person; the state of their shoes and if visible, their feet. The state of someone’s feet (and by extension, their shoes) lets me know whether this person is big on grooming and hygiene or if it’s all just for show. As for myself, before I got calluses, I used The Body Shop Peppermint Foot Scrub together with a pumice stone regularly, to maintain my feet. I believe the act of painting one’s toes is the epitome of femininity but I’m pretty much hopeless when it comes to painting my nails so I go for the occasional pedicure instead which is actually a nightmare because I can’t stand it when anyone touches my feet as I get tickled very easily (to this day).
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