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 asos picks


If there’s anything else that I enjoy more than shopping is making a list of things to buy. A/W means a whole revamp of the wardrobe – out with the old and in with the new. I haven’t really changed up my winter wardrobe for a couple of years. Mainly because I work through-out winter and stick with trousers and a jumper (Teachers uniform) but this year that’s all going to change. I’ve browsed the ASOS (mainly the new-in section) and found some awesome bits.



Video | Haul time

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I haven’t really posted many videos in the last month (it’s all explained at the end of the haul) so I thought I’d get back into the swing of things with a haul. Its a haul with literally everything, beauty, fashion and home bits so hopefully something for everyone!

I hope you enjoy, and don’t forget to subscribe!



L’occitane | Shea goodness

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Summer has pretty much come to an end in London, we’ll probably get sunny days here and there. However I doubt we’ll see a heat wave anytime soon. With that being said, this summer I have spent most (all) of my summer days in Birkenstocks or flip flop, or bare foot. eau naturale.

loccitane l2



Getting married meant that my beauty regime stepped up a whole new level, consequently I’ve been paying extra special attention to my tootsies and giving them some TLC. This summer I had my first ever pedi with a shellac manicure. Probably very late on the bandwagon but seriously 3 weeks on and the colour on my toes is as bright and shiny as when it was first applied. Very impressed. I wanted to keep up and use a luxury foot-cream which will sooth and hydrate my feet, especially back of the heel, you’know that’s where it gets all crusty.

I’ve expressed my love for L’occitane countless times, some may even think I am sponsored by them. I can assure you that is not the case, I just love them far too much for my bank balances own good. I LOVE their Shea Butter hand cream and thought I’d give their foot-cream a whirl. It’s thick but sinks in really evenly. Leaves no sticky residue aside. Every night (or every other night) I wash my feet, get into bed and slather this on, there’s a touch of lavender which is oh so perfect for the evening time as it completely helps to relax those toe muscles. I wake in and voila in the morning my feet are silky smooth. If you need an intense treatment I would layer this bad boy on and pop on some socks so the product can really sink in. Think of it as a mask but for the feet. I know a couple of people who have tried this and all said it works wonders.

I honestly think it’s worth the £19.00 and will see you a long way through. Plus isn’t the bottle oh so cute?

L’occitane foot cream available here  £19.00

L’occitane Shea Butter 10ml/150ml available here -  £8.50/£28.50

As I mentioned, Shea butter and I work well together – I brought a 100% shea butter tub and it has worked wonders on my lips! This is the organic version of the cult Eight hour balm from Elizabeth Arden. I absolutely love this and it can literally be used on any dry patches. My nephew has super dry skin so this has been perfect on him. Two definite must haves from the many wonderful products that L’occitane have to offer– have you tried anything from L’occitane, I’ve got a whole ‘recommendation list’ which has space for a few products to be added…


New Beginning II

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‘I must not cry, I must not cry, I must not cry’…. 10:53pm – 5th August, those were the words running through my mind. This was the day I got married and my life was no longer going to be the same.



Pakistani (and most Asian) wedding are very different to English weddings. There are a lot of strict traditions, and the wedding can last up to 2 weeks. Normally a weeks worth of singing and dancing, known as a Dholki, which is kept at both brides and grooms maternal homes, followed by a Mehndi which happens a couple days before the big day. Next is the Nikkah which is known as the Muslim Islamic wedding and is normally near the brides home, she is then sent off with the groom on the same day. Finally a Valima which a party from the grooms side to welcome the bride into his family, normally a day (some do it a week) after the Nikkah. A wedding can easily set you back £45,000 min. Dresses can range from £1,500 to £4,000 or more. Make-up, hair and jewellery, venue, food, dj, everything which an English wedding would probably have too.

I didn’t want all of these functions – just one day – a day to celebrate me getting married with all my loved ones – it was a personal preference which both I and the other half wanted. We set a date to the 5th August.

Referring back to the quote in the beginning, the night came to an end and my parents were about to send me off and I kept thinking, ‘am I never going to see my parents again?’ sheer panic. I started crying and hugging my mum and dad. I couldn’t care less that 100 people were staring at me or that my eyelashes were probably half way on my face.

I got into the car with the husband, and saw my parents standing outside, crying, waving me off – and it hit me. Life will never be the same again.
Pakistani culture, (or maybe just my family) has nurtured me and kept me safe from everything. Living with parents and not having to worry about day to day things like bills, rent, savings. Knowing that I’m coming home to 5 crazy but funny people. No matter what time of day/night someone will always be up for a chat. Waking up crazy night time phone calls from Pakistan because they have no idea we’re 5 hours behind them…all these things and more. I never really appreciated till now.

I loved my upbringing and without it I wouldn’t be who I am, however I have found it so hard to live away from my family, and not because of bills or the other things I’ve mentioned But I miss my family. Growing up in a joint family, and going to being just two is really difficult to deal with in your mid-20’s.
I didn’t think it would be as hard as it is, I’ve lived on my own abroad for a month, abroad always feels surreal though doesn’t it? In the back of my mind, I would know that I was going to go back home.  Now I know, that I can’t go back the way I used to, I can’t cosy up in my own bed like I used to… I have responsibilities now.

I married an awesome guy, who is probably going through the same feelings as me, he too has moved out of his family home. It makes me wonder – why doesn’t Asian culture allow a couple to live together so they can adapt to the new life style before the wedding. Wouldn’t it help young Asian couples to spend more than just 8hours at a time with their other half so they can get to know them a bit better?

I am a modern Muslim, living in England trying to follow Pakistani culture and I do understand why there is a stigma that a man and woman can’t live together before they’re married – however if a Nikkah was to be done before – a quiet event between two people, they then move in together and adjust to their new life – and then have their party, wouldn’t that make life a lot easier? I just can’t help and think, if we adapt to English culture, why can’t society accept this? This is all hindsight, food for thought and abit (a lot) of waffle.

Being a newly-wed and having to deal with the feelings that I have atm has had an adverse effect on our marriage. Like I said, Mr is awesome and super understanding. So when I have my moments he knows I’m trying to adjust. But I wish the restriction on Asian culture were removed.

I put it out there to YOU. What do you think? Should a Muslim couple be allowed to live together before having their ‘wedding’ (note I say wedding, and not the marriage as marriage can be a small Nikkah with two people as witnesses and wedding is more like the Valima which is the party.)


Boux | Bra fitting

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Am I the only one who feels super awkward getting bra-size fitted/checked? I haven’t checked my size since I was a 32B (in context about 5years ago) and I’ve put on a lot of weight since then and generally gotten bigger everywhere inc the breastage area. Instead of wearing the right bra size I picked up any and hoped for the best. But I knew I was wearing the wrong size because the cup was in all the wrong places, the back strap was either too high/too low. I decided enough is enough I need to pluck up the courage and get the ta’ta’s measured so I can buy some pretty fitting bras. My sister told me to check our Boux, I’m normally a La Senza kinda gal. I went into to Westfield. I marched straight towards the back of the shop as if it was some mission and whispered ‘can I please get my breasts measured’ I am the most shy-est, awkward person you could meet, so this to me was huge step. The lady said I should pick out a few bras I liked in the size I thought I was and then she would measure me up and see if they fit my body.

bra size

I picked up three, Joanie, Georgia, and Boux Boost – one standard t-shirt bra and two slightly more fancy ones. I walked to the lady, she then put me in this massive changing room – the ambiance was amazing. The room had different light settings, and a little concierge bell that you press when you need assistance – this eliminates the whole awkward calling out. There were two bra fitters working at one time. One bra fitter for two customers so you received total attention.

Delia, (my bra fitter and a total babe) measured me up, and before telling me what my size was, she asked me the size I’ve been wearing. I was surprised to know that I am a size smaller and a cup size bigger to what I’d been sporting. This made me very happy.

Now it came to the bra trying on, I tried the ones I picked up and Delia got them all in the right size and talked through the fitting of them and how the cleavage would look under clothes. I forgot I was standing in my bra I was that much at ease. She then told me what the recommended bra style would be for my breast size and shape – you even get this little card with all the information written down.

I went in feeling awkward and walked out with a bag full of beautiful bras and feeling 10ft tall. It is important to get your bra size regularly checked – do not waste money on buying bras that you think might fit. The ladies at Boux Avenue are patient and understanding, and if someone as awkward as me managed to feel comfortable then you’re going to feel right at home.


Expectations |

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It’s 12.34am on a Saturday morning and I am trying really hard to sleep but its one of those nights where you have a million and one thoughts rummaging through your mind. I’m just going to write – won’t edit either, and maybe post it? I’ll see how I feel. 

I wanted to discuss with you all the topic of ‘Expectation’ and how much of it controls what we do. Being an Asian girl living in an Asian community in a western part of the world, I was expected to follow the traditional educational pathway and become either a doctor or lawyer. I was then expected to get married as soon as university would finish at 23 (I believe a doctor degree is about 5 years) then at 26 I should at least have a baby (maybe 2?) and live happily after.

Did that happen? Hell to the no. I decided very early on, (I was 8) that I wanted to be an Architect, I couldnt even say/spell the word, but I knew I wanted to design buildings. I was intriguied with everything about space/design. I kept it a secret from my parents until I was 18, when I enrolled they accepted it but my mum till this day feels a sense of resentment that I never became a doctor. 

I got a job as a part-time beauty consultant at the age of 18 and loved my job. Based in Central London meant that I was often watching street fashion and felt so inspired, my dress style changed massively. I began to reflect my personality through my clothes. This helped my confidence! When I told my parents that I wanted to pursue beauty/fashion, maybe intern? They told me it wasn’t a ‘real job’ and I should focus on Architecture. To be fair I didn’t blame them, it wasnt anything that was heard of in the Asian community. And I enjoyed my degree so I let my beauty/fashion remain as my part-time job/hobby. Biggest regret of my life. 

After finishing university I was expected to go into work straight away…my parents were oblivious to the recession. I decided that I wanted to teach, I tutored before, worked on a project with youngster and felt that I could be creative at the same time as having something socially acceptable. I joined teaching and have been teaching since. I love my job, love where i work and what I do. But if I had a penny for every time someone questioned/commented why I didn’t work in the fashion/beauty industry, I could probably put down a mortgage.  

There are times that I feel like most of my life I have pretty much done what was expected from society. Even my parent’s expectations ultimately derive from what society deems to be right. This post may come across as a dig towards my parents, please rest assured that is not the case. I love them to bits and think every decision they have wanted for me was for my own benefit. 

However there are times where I sit and wonder ‘what if…’ It’s a horrible feeling. A lot of young Asian girls have the same issue and I see it on a daily basis because of where I live. Parents actually say ‘what will u do by going university/working? You will only end up getting married and having children’.

I don’t think this will ever stop until the generation changes. If I have children I know I will let my daughter/son become and do what they want (with in reason) and fully support them.

I think this post is basically trying to say, dont follow society. You were born as an individual so why follow the crowd? (I’m pretty sure that is a quote from somewhere…)

Expectations isn’t necessarily a bad thing. It can allow you to set goals, but there’s a very fine line from where it begins to control your life and take away from your dreams.

There are probably a lot of you who perhaps don’t go through the same shiz that I did. But if you feel the same pressure/expectation from society then my advice:

Once/if you have just finished college/school and are unsure of what you want to do – try interning at a place that interests you! Take a break, give yourself time to breathe and think. An issue with being in London that everyone is constantly rushing, there is no time to stop and reflect, sometimes reflection helps you to make the best decision. There will be a lot of people who will frown upon your dreams, but they are worth pursuing because you dreamt it. Every amazing thing in this world came from an idea, a thought.

Be pro-active, make things happen for yourself because if you dont, you will only be left to wonder on the “what-if?”