She was born from purpureus smoke. Shrouded in pale dust and ash, she sits on a throne made of spikes and lifts a gentle hand. Sand and soot swirl around her fingertips, transforming into silhouettes of songs. Faceless figures arose, shadows that bent to her feet.
With a swat of her wrist, they vanished. They obeyed, they worshiped, they feared. They watched her burn in sweltering flames. Watch her rise from their screams.
“Brave isn't something you are. It's something you do.” - Cynthia Hand
Rating || 5/5
Can you consider suicide as a sub-genre of young adult books? If so, then The Last Time We Say Goodbye is the apotheosis.
This book has been passed around my friends. All commending it. It is a tidal wave of emotional turmoil, beautiful aggravation and haunting realism. They were right. It crashes into you, pulling you into its misery and pain until it leaves you curled into a ball covered in pink bed sheets, crying.
It seemed like eons ago when Dresslink approached me, asking whether I would like to collaborate with them. So I browsed through the site, curious. The first thing you would notice is the wide range of clothes and accessories for the ridiculously cheap.
Many, many bloggers have worked with them to mixed-to-positive reviews. Some enjoyed the experience, some did not. I would be lying if I said I wasn't skeptical at first. My mother convinced me to give it a try.
So I picked a few of my favourite pieces from the site to show you.
I'm a Muslim. I say that statement, not of pride or pious, but nonchalantly. My Muslim status doesn't affect blogging, nor does blogging affect my Muslim status. I'm not a Muslim blogger, I'm a blogger who just happens to be Muslim. I don't feel the need to remind people in every other blog post but it's part of who I am nonetheless.
That said, I wish you a Happy Ramadhan.
I've collected a handful of Catrice Ultimate Colour Lipsticks to review, dating back from my first haul in June. I don't like to review products of any kind unless I feel like I've used them enough. Suffice to say, a year is a good amount of time to use products.
Just like its sister brand Essence, Catrice is a hit-or-miss brand. Their mascaras are a dream but their eyeliners are crap. Their foundations are amazing but their concealers are horrid. They are either the best or the worst products on a budget. Their lipsticks are no different.
Thank goodness, their Ultimate Colour collection is fantastic.
Two OOTDs in a week? Man, I am on a roll.
Let me just applaud anyone who can wear heels for more than three hours. Yes, they make your walk look amazing and your legs fantastic but is it really worth it when you have to sit every ten minutes? My calves are still sore.
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