*Pictures are from our pre-wed shoot by the amazing Aiman Besar.

Didn't we all, hopeless romantics, celebrate when the clock struck midnight on the 12th of February? Netflix released the sequel to the movie that took us back to when we were young and new to love? I remember watching the first one and grew obsessed over Peter Kavinsky's character. I was so head over heels and giddy. I'm pretty sure I've said it before but I love LOVE and all the corny stuff that comes with it. The butterflies in your tummy create a whirlwind with their wings, it rises up to your heart and amplifies the heartbeats til it pounds onto your chest. From your chest, it gains kinetic energy that is insurmountable that a surge of energy just launches into your voicebox, hitting notes that only dogs can hear. All in just seconds.

I think I'm still that girl that gets giddy and loves corny love things, so I'm pretty biased. I absolutely loved the movie and I've watched it three times already. I'm such a sucker of the charming PK vibe (which some might argue is the very reason for the amount of arguments girls have with their men... haha these movies set a certain benchmark that is almost impossible to reach. I mean... it was based on a book written by a lady). But anyway, I don't think I'll ever grow out of it, to be honest. Sweep me off my feet until my last breath. That's the deal. (I hope you read my blog, H. Haha.)



Dearest darling,

Thank you for being the amazing person that you are, for being my rock, for making me happy, for making my birthdays and our anniversaries really special, for being such a fighter and fighting for me all the friggin' damn time even when I'm a difficult wreck. Thank you for being understanding and forgiving. Thank you for riding my emotional waves. Thank you for taking care of Umair the way that you do and for making his milk every time I'm reading a book or when I'm watching a movie I love on Netflix. 

At one point, we grew in different directions but we made it through in the end. You kept us together. You kept us strong. And that's why you were meant for me and I was meant for you. We've been together since 2006 and boy that feels both long and short at the same time. We've overcome so many obstacles together and ventured so many new opportunities and experiences. We've won many battles and we'll continue winning them for as long as we stay together. InshaAllah.

I hope He blesses us with long and healthy lives filled with more love and happiness than we can ever imagine. Amin. (May He also bless you and your loved ones, my dear reader, so you can be with your soulmate and create many memories for many many years to come. Amin).

x,
Nabeela

To One Boy: PS I Still Love You

Thursday 20 February 2020


*Pictures are from our pre-wed shoot by the amazing Aiman Besar.

Didn't we all, hopeless romantics, celebrate when the clock struck midnight on the 12th of February? Netflix released the sequel to the movie that took us back to when we were young and new to love? I remember watching the first one and grew obsessed over Peter Kavinsky's character. I was so head over heels and giddy. I'm pretty sure I've said it before but I love LOVE and all the corny stuff that comes with it. The butterflies in your tummy create a whirlwind with their wings, it rises up to your heart and amplifies the heartbeats til it pounds onto your chest. From your chest, it gains kinetic energy that is insurmountable that a surge of energy just launches into your voicebox, hitting notes that only dogs can hear. All in just seconds.

I think I'm still that girl that gets giddy and loves corny love things, so I'm pretty biased. I absolutely loved the movie and I've watched it three times already. I'm such a sucker of the charming PK vibe (which some might argue is the very reason for the amount of arguments girls have with their men... haha these movies set a certain benchmark that is almost impossible to reach. I mean... it was based on a book written by a lady). But anyway, I don't think I'll ever grow out of it, to be honest. Sweep me off my feet until my last breath. That's the deal. (I hope you read my blog, H. Haha.)



Dearest darling,

Thank you for being the amazing person that you are, for being my rock, for making me happy, for making my birthdays and our anniversaries really special, for being such a fighter and fighting for me all the friggin' damn time even when I'm a difficult wreck. Thank you for being understanding and forgiving. Thank you for riding my emotional waves. Thank you for taking care of Umair the way that you do and for making his milk every time I'm reading a book or when I'm watching a movie I love on Netflix. 

At one point, we grew in different directions but we made it through in the end. You kept us together. You kept us strong. And that's why you were meant for me and I was meant for you. We've been together since 2006 and boy that feels both long and short at the same time. We've overcome so many obstacles together and ventured so many new opportunities and experiences. We've won many battles and we'll continue winning them for as long as we stay together. InshaAllah.

I hope He blesses us with long and healthy lives filled with more love and happiness than we can ever imagine. Amin. (May He also bless you and your loved ones, my dear reader, so you can be with your soulmate and create many memories for many many years to come. Amin).

x,
Nabeela
I don't know why I feel the need to explain myself. I feel like... the version of me you've painted in your head (especially if we've never met), is really not my responsibility. People think I care a lot about what other people think. I guess that's correct to some extent. I care if people think I'm a mean bully because that is the last thing I want to be. I've been cyber-bullied by strangers who talk smack about me (atu boleh?) and it does not feel nice. So, why would I ever intentionally make anyone feel that way? 

Who says I never post candid photos? I've posted ugly photos of me on stories and FB. Also... why can't I keep my IG to only nice ones?

I do not, however, care about what people say about my outfit. I totally get it you know because style is incredibly subjective. What I like to wear may be something you completely hate. And vice versa. I love my Staud handbag, which I'm sure some of you do not understand as it looks like a pasu/vase. Haha I totally agree with you guys on that but I suppose that makes it charming to me.

I also do NOT care what everyone else wears. I said this during the Fasting Bro interview but it wasn't included in the version released--I said that people should wear whatever makes them happy. You do you. No matter what anyone says. I stand by that completely. I understand that everyone is different and we have different preferences and it makes fashion interesting, don't you think? I'm completely oblivious to my surroundings, so when I read posts of people saying that I look down on others as I scan them from head to toe..... GIRLLLLLL, I PROBABLY LOVE YOUR OUTFIT THAT'S WHY I'M LOOKING. (BTW... young people these days dress to the nines man! AMAZING). Nevertheless, I apologize completely if I've ever given you that vibe. I really... don't judge people based on the clothes they wear. Fashion is a statement--whether you dress up or dress down. It is your statement to make... and I'm appreciative of that. 

If you could take a peek into my mind, you'll realize that I do not just think about taking 100 photos to take the perfect shot (??). It's hilarious because do you think I don't have some kind of life? Hahaha I have a full time job that's been more and more demanding. I have deadlines to hit. I have bills to pay. I have a son to raise... friends to talk to. I have family matters to attend to. Birthdays. Gatherings. GAME NIGHTS. It's 2020. Can we please stop assuming things? And even if I was taking 100 photos just to get that one perfect shot, can we just let people be?

I'm still not a fan of instant hijabs though---WAIT I HAVE A REASON--it's only because I hate it on me. Someone on reddit has mentioned it--that I have an alien-shaped face. That is indeed correct. I don't know what is up with my faceshape haha. But it is exactly why I cannot fit into instant hijabs. It's not because of privilege or money. Ya'll are the privileged ones. You have been blessed with a nice face shape that won't make you feel strangled in an instant. 

But anyway, I just hope people remember that whatever is edited into a segment or a show does not depict the entire conversation. Also, when I say I do not like something, it ain't a diss. I also do not like Maggi Ayam but I'm pretty sure a lot of you will disagree and say it's nice... and that's perfectly fine. (Maggi Asam Laksa bruh... best thing ever). That's all.

REMEMBER: You do you! I mean it when I say it. All love.

Additionally, I would like to just take it as lessons learnt. I just have to be more aware of how I am in public. So thank you. 

Love,
N.

Ramblings and a Candid Photo

Monday 3 February 2020

I don't know why I feel the need to explain myself. I feel like... the version of me you've painted in your head (especially if we've never met), is really not my responsibility. People think I care a lot about what other people think. I guess that's correct to some extent. I care if people think I'm a mean bully because that is the last thing I want to be. I've been cyber-bullied by strangers who talk smack about me (atu boleh?) and it does not feel nice. So, why would I ever intentionally make anyone feel that way? 

Who says I never post candid photos? I've posted ugly photos of me on stories and FB. Also... why can't I keep my IG to only nice ones?

I do not, however, care about what people say about my outfit. I totally get it you know because style is incredibly subjective. What I like to wear may be something you completely hate. And vice versa. I love my Staud handbag, which I'm sure some of you do not understand as it looks like a pasu/vase. Haha I totally agree with you guys on that but I suppose that makes it charming to me.

I also do NOT care what everyone else wears. I said this during the Fasting Bro interview but it wasn't included in the version released--I said that people should wear whatever makes them happy. You do you. No matter what anyone says. I stand by that completely. I understand that everyone is different and we have different preferences and it makes fashion interesting, don't you think? I'm completely oblivious to my surroundings, so when I read posts of people saying that I look down on others as I scan them from head to toe..... GIRLLLLLL, I PROBABLY LOVE YOUR OUTFIT THAT'S WHY I'M LOOKING. (BTW... young people these days dress to the nines man! AMAZING). Nevertheless, I apologize completely if I've ever given you that vibe. I really... don't judge people based on the clothes they wear. Fashion is a statement--whether you dress up or dress down. It is your statement to make... and I'm appreciative of that. 

If you could take a peek into my mind, you'll realize that I do not just think about taking 100 photos to take the perfect shot (??). It's hilarious because do you think I don't have some kind of life? Hahaha I have a full time job that's been more and more demanding. I have deadlines to hit. I have bills to pay. I have a son to raise... friends to talk to. I have family matters to attend to. Birthdays. Gatherings. GAME NIGHTS. It's 2020. Can we please stop assuming things? And even if I was taking 100 photos just to get that one perfect shot, can we just let people be?

I'm still not a fan of instant hijabs though---WAIT I HAVE A REASON--it's only because I hate it on me. Someone on reddit has mentioned it--that I have an alien-shaped face. That is indeed correct. I don't know what is up with my faceshape haha. But it is exactly why I cannot fit into instant hijabs. It's not because of privilege or money. Ya'll are the privileged ones. You have been blessed with a nice face shape that won't make you feel strangled in an instant. 

But anyway, I just hope people remember that whatever is edited into a segment or a show does not depict the entire conversation. Also, when I say I do not like something, it ain't a diss. I also do not like Maggi Ayam but I'm pretty sure a lot of you will disagree and say it's nice... and that's perfectly fine. (Maggi Asam Laksa bruh... best thing ever). That's all.

REMEMBER: You do you! I mean it when I say it. All love.

Additionally, I would like to just take it as lessons learnt. I just have to be more aware of how I am in public. So thank you. 

Love,
N.
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