D I D Y O U K N O W I K N I T ?
As if I couldn’t be more old in the eyes of the youth.
Knitting is awesome. I say as a 83-year old trapped in a 18 year old body. As I drink my sweet strawberry tea in a knitted cardigan. While I don't know anyone under fifty who knits, I know everyone has at least a hobby. Knitting is mine.
And what better way to express my love, than through video?
And what better way to express my love, than through video?
I F M A R C H W A S B I T T E R S W E E T ,
Then April was honey. Sweet and full, rich in goodness so many enjoy.
I entered April bittersweet, with salty tears and malignant optimism. And I will end April more receptive and observant. As April was busy, without a bare moment to rest. And while I complained about January's busy schedule, I needed April to be busy after a sorrowful March.
So here are my Five Things in April...
O F F I C I A L L Y A C O L L E G E G R A D U A T E
If you follow me on Instagram or Twitter, you might have known my Sixth Form had their graduation ceremony. Academic Achievers were handed hard glass, symbolising the literal sweat and tears lost throughout the past two years. A celebration for being adequate on standardised testing.
A request I 'forgot.'
' I W A N T E Y E B R O W S O N F L E E K . '
Says everyone and their mother.
Some girls are naturally born with beautiful full brows but I wasn't one of them. While my baby sister inherited my mother's thick arched shape, I took on my father's sparse brow. So uncontrolled and shapeless. With the rise of the brows, I did what any sixteen year old with low self-esteem and inflated ego would do.
Drew on fake eyebrows for years. Until I was proficient enough to warrant a tutorial.
R A T I N G : 4 OUT OF 5
L I Q U I D L I P S T I C K S A R E T H E B O M B
L I Q U I D L I P S T I C K S A R E T H E B O M B
A trend so popular but so expensive.
From Anastasia Beverly Hills to the Jeffree Stars, liquid lipsticks have exploded. It's popularity blossomed on Instagram yet I had few in my arsenal. Good liquid lipsticks are are expensive. So I had assume I would wait for the next shipment of Kat Von Ds.
Until my eyes caught sight of Essence Liquid Lipsticks. Euphoria washed over me when I saw the price.
So I bought them all.
From Anastasia Beverly Hills to the Jeffree Stars, liquid lipsticks have exploded. It's popularity blossomed on Instagram yet I had few in my arsenal. Good liquid lipsticks are are expensive. So I had assume I would wait for the next shipment of Kat Von Ds.
Until my eyes caught sight of Essence Liquid Lipsticks. Euphoria washed over me when I saw the price.
So I bought them all.
L O O K F O R T H E B A R E N E C E S S I T I E S
Forget about the tears cried last night. From all the pain of our strife. Perhaps then we'll find the happiness we need.
We sit in the dark, dulled in need of the golden sun. Nothing is right in the world so wrong. Vying for light beneath grey days. But when it is bleak, it will be bright. Perhaps we just need to look for the simple needs, letting go of desire. Perhaps then we can prepare for the life we want to live. Perhaps then we can finally rest in peace.
But I'm still searching for the simple bare necessities of life.
M Y F I R S T Y E A R O F B L O G G I N G S U C K E D .
I kept my blog private for the first year, refusing to announce it to my friends and family. Occasional posts pop once in a blue moon. An embarrassing beauty article with poor photography and unedited writing. These posts have disappeared. Purged to enact a new phase.
That said, H E Y B A S H improved by its second year. Scrolling through old posts reminds me of all the lessons learned. If I were to now these tips when I was starting out, perhaps I wouldn't have to delete those posts.
So here are 5 Things I Wish I Knew Before Starting A Blog!
T H I S B L O G I S O F F I C I A L L Y T W O Y E A R S O L D
Technically.
Bash Says Hey hit publish in 2014, but I removed all posts from 2014. I considered them 'improper' once I bought a domain. Though Hey Bash launched in July 2015, I consider 10th April 2014 as the start of this blogging journey.
And so Hey Bash is now two years old. I celebrate this birthday as usual. In bed, typing away on a laptop and worrying about something potentially insignificant.
Life of a blogger.
When I got my ukulele in February, many asked I should play some music on my Youtube Channel. I laugh at the ludicrous thought. As friends, parents and strangers will tell you, I'm not a singer. With a Disney Princess voice that can't stay in tune and a limited vocal range. I stick to lullabies often.
That didn't stop me from sitting in front of my camera and filming a cover of You Are My Sunshine.
Ish.
I G O T I N S P I R E D.
Areeba from Not Your Type started a series called 'Words in Books I'll Never Write.' Here I am stealing her amazing idea.
I've always wanted to write my own book. It is the zenith for anyone with a penchant for literature. Anyone can be a writer, but not everyone can be published. Over the years, I have started writing many books and failed to finish all of them. I am great at beginnings, but terrible with endings.
So I write shorts instead. 'Slices,' I prefer to call them. I doubt I will publish them in a hardcover with my name written below a vague title. So I decided to post a few I've written, in the first Words in Books I'll Never Write.
I've always wanted to write my own book. It is the zenith for anyone with a penchant for literature. Anyone can be a writer, but not everyone can be published. Over the years, I have started writing many books and failed to finish all of them. I am great at beginnings, but terrible with endings.
So I write shorts instead. 'Slices,' I prefer to call them. I doubt I will publish them in a hardcover with my name written below a vague title. So I decided to post a few I've written, in the first Words in Books I'll Never Write.
T H E R A I N W A S H E D Y O U A W A Y
And I couldn't be happier.
You left me stained with black soot. Since I touched your heart, its mess invaded my bones. Defiled my frame with smears of you. So I scrubbed the rotten skin till it bled red. Soaked myself in oils and prayed you disappeared. Your scars still remained, etched into my flesh as marks I never desired.
In desperation, I stepped into a storm to drown. Grey fog enclosed my being. The deluge of cold pools came pouring down. Drenched in clear rain but frozen in heat. I crawled out in white and blue, not a spot left of you.
You left me stained with black soot. Since I touched your heart, its mess invaded my bones. Defiled my frame with smears of you. So I scrubbed the rotten skin till it bled red. Soaked myself in oils and prayed you disappeared. Your scars still remained, etched into my flesh as marks I never desired.
In desperation, I stepped into a storm to drown. Grey fog enclosed my being. The deluge of cold pools came pouring down. Drenched in clear rain but frozen in heat. I crawled out in white and blue, not a spot left of you.
I think I am finally clean.
W H O W E A R S M A K E U P ?
I W E A R M A K E U P !
A lot more than I should honestly.
It started quietly, with a powder and mascara. Then exploded into a flurry of shadows, bronzers and falsies. A comparison between 14-Year-Old Me and Present Me will highlight the elevated makeup growth. And while I try to improve my skills as I grow older, there are looks I still rely on. This basic eye shadow look being one of them.
With many requests to film an eye look, I decided to film this Basic Eyeshadow Tutorial over on my Youtube!
It started quietly, with a powder and mascara. Then exploded into a flurry of shadows, bronzers and falsies. A comparison between 14-Year-Old Me and Present Me will highlight the elevated makeup growth. And while I try to improve my skills as I grow older, there are looks I still rely on. This basic eye shadow look being one of them.
With many requests to film an eye look, I decided to film this Basic Eyeshadow Tutorial over on my Youtube!
Oh gracious, help us.
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