I've been busy. Very, very busy.
For what can be considered the first time ever, life has taken flight. Eid, school, teenage trifling. Life lately has been confusing, tiring but passing. It's as if I'm living, and I'm not quite sure if I know how to. So blogging became the least of my priorities. For that, I'm sorry.
But if you're still interested to know, here's what I've been doing in July...
I go to a sixth form college. My school, PTEM recently had our annual Hari Raya Aidilfitri event. A celebration for the end of Ramadhan and the only time we get to dress up in clothes other than our crisp white uniforms. In short, it’s the closest we will ever get to an actual prom, sans dancing, partying and all that hullabaloo.
This annual event makes us dress to the nines, in bright colourful outfits. There were so many beautiful ladies and fine-looking gents around the school. These were those that caught my attention, but certainly not all of them.
So here is PTEM's Best Dressed (from a small pool of people)
“What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.” - John Green
I watched Paper Towns yesterday. Having read the novel and enjoying it, I had my expectations exceeded. Though I did not love it, I thoroughly enjoyed it. Albeit for different reasons than most.
Paper Towns is not a cinematic masterpiece. More often than not, it's slow and pretentious. Like every John Green novel ever. It still captures the heart and soul that makes them so popular. Like every John Green novel ever. Paper Towns is not the next Fault In Our Stars. It doesn't try to be.
What Paper Towns is, is a fine, better-than-average, coming-of-age comedy. It also deconstructs the Manic Pixie Dream Girl archetype and explores themes of idealization and identity.
Paper Towns is not a cinematic masterpiece. More often than not, it's slow and pretentious. Like every John Green novel ever. It still captures the heart and soul that makes them so popular. Like every John Green novel ever. Paper Towns is not the next Fault In Our Stars. It doesn't try to be.
What Paper Towns is, is a fine, better-than-average, coming-of-age comedy. It also deconstructs the Manic Pixie Dream Girl archetype and explores themes of idealization and identity.
Happy Eid Al-Fitr everyone!
Or as I would usually say it, Selamat Hari Raya!
A celebration for the end of Ramadhan, where we dress up, visit houses and celebrate. It's such a great time, and many cultures celebrate it differently. In Brunei, we dress up in traditional garb, Baju Kurung but now, it's more like Baju Fesyen. It's unique and culture-bound, that some may be unaware of.
So here are my three outfits for three days of Eid!
Hey, I'm Bash. Let's start over.
I’m seventeen, slightly manic and a little neurotic but in a cute way. Formerly good at lots of things, unsure of many things. I have a tendency to work hard on things that will fail. There are just a lot of things.
For over a year now, I have been blogging on Bash Says Hey. Though I only began producing acceptable work in January. Ever since then, I had been contemplating several things. Should get my own domain? Change to WordPress? Update my theme? An endless list of what to do but never did until now.
So welcome to Hey Bash!
I bought a new camera recently.
I received my honorarium a few days ago, then spent it all on this gorgeous camera. A Fujifilm X-T10 in Silver that looks like it came from an antique shop. It is a huge investment that my wallet hates. I could spend ages praising it, but that is another post for another time.
After a few days of toggling and tweaking, figuring out the basics, I decided to bring it out and take a few photos around the town. By a few photos, I mean mostly of my outfit.
I have a confession to make. Life has been busy lately with work, school and fasting. So I didn’t check my blog until a few days ago. When I checked my analytics, I realised I hit 200 followers on bloglovin! Woo!
I'm dancing my happy dance right now. Which I can assure you, looks like a frigid seal waddling in one position as a fish hops in its flippers. I'm a terribly awkward dancer, that can't even do the Chicken Dance.
So I decided that I should confess a few secrets of mine before we can continue on this blogging journey together.
Here are my five beauty confessions…
There is a certain melancholy to growing up.
The realization you’re maturing, improving and evolving. You’re not the same person you were at fourteen. When problems you have now seemed improbable then. When goals you had then seem so close now. When life now seems almost bizarre.
You can’t help but to look back at our past sometimes, just to look towards our future. You have to think of the future when you're at the cusp of adulthood. When you are no longer the child in the past but an adult with a future. I don’t want to think of the future just yet. There's so much to live for in the present.
After all, I’m only seventeen.
Strobing is a thing now. Apparently.
It's the latest Summer trend. To replace the crowned 'contour' trend of 2014. I don't care for contour on most days, it's just for formal occasions when you want to look way more attractive. Most days, I stick to highlighter.
Imagine my exasperation when all the new sites and all my friends started raving about strobing. A technique used to create a dewy, shiny glow to the skin that looks almost unreal. Which it is. I have thrown a fan brush across the room and screamed 'It's highlighting!' at least once.
So here is an easy tutorial on how to get that ethereal glow to the skin!
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