being a mrs faith love

ultimate love story

When your mother’s cuticles look better than yours, you know you need to get yourself groomed. So off I went to the salon for a mani pedi session. I was looking forward to some me time and wanting to get my feet soaked in warm soapy water. I was thinking of getting some shut eye while the nice lady massaged my feet, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the big TV screen before me. There was this movie playing (that I later found out was titled The Lost Valentine) that got all of the ladies there, including me, engrossed.

It was a movie about a couple in love. They soon got married and there were scenes showing the happiness that was within them when they were together. Dancing, laughing, twirling, smiling… the happiness that the movie portrayed really reminded me of myself and Dean. Best friends in love, never a dull moment with each other kind of thing. They built their lives together, renovated their home together,  it was just too beautiful to watch.

Then the husband left to serve his country for war. And that’s when the waiting game began. I’ve never imagined how wives of soldiers must feel every day of their lives. Everyday, they wait for news and they dread the day a man in uniform comes to their doorstep to deliver bad news. That’s what they showed in the movie. A man in uniform will come to the neighborhood with a telegram to deliver news of a soldier’s passing, and Caroline, the wife, would always shiver silently praying that the man was going to knock on another person’s door, not hers. Of course one day, the man came knocking on her door and delivered a telegram. And from that moment on, her heart broke and she went on to live sixty years without the love of her life.


Whether the movie is real or not, it sure left all of the ladies at the salon teary-eyed. People outside who saw us leave red-eyed probably crossed that salon off their list. Haha sorry!

But really, sometimes it’s movies like these that make me realise I need to appreciate the moments I have now because nothing is permanent in life. Forget the small petty things that annoy you, focus on the good moments and wanting to just be happy in this life. Everything is in God’s hands and we don’t know how long we have left in this world before we return back to Him forever. So let’s just focus on doing the good and leaving the bad, submitting to Him and pray that you and your loved ones get a place in Jannah where you will reside forever. I know that’s where I want to be twirling and laughing with Dean in the afterlife. Insyaallah.

events lifestyle

in three words

Happy Raya everybody!!!

Us, all in blue, on Raya morning:


In the AVA group chat, Asma’ wrote to us at the end of first day Eid.

“Ok peeps, some up your day today in three words.”

Of course I scolded her for a few minutes. Don’t know how to spell sum properly, don’t talk to me.

So I was thinking about it. Mannn I had such an awesome day, how do I some (dang silliness is contagious, SUM I MEANT SUM) up my day in only three words? Lots of food, lots of family, more food, more family, and then hours of evening nap. Such good life.

Even the day before Raya was really nice. Dean and I were panicking that we didn’t own individual cookie jars, that was such a big drama and made me question my domestic goddess-ness. How on earth does a house not have cookie jars is beyond me. After buying 6 beautiful small jars at Parkson, Dean and I decided we need to load up the house with flowers for Raya. I chose beautiful hydrangeas, soft pink, soft blue, I can already picture them in my beautiful crystal vases at home. The guy even said they were imported from some garden overseas and that got me even more excited that I told Dean it was worth every penny. Raya morning is going to be beautiful with these centrepieces.

We came home and I immediately took out the majestic-looking vases. Washed them good, added adequate water, and cut the flower stalk. Ahhhh there, looking so beautiful. One bouquet in each vase looked so elegant. Chic and simple, perfect! My living room suddenly looked so classy.

The next morning, bright and early on Raya day, I got up to greet the flowers.

And the shock I got…






The blue ones weren’t any better btw, totally died on me a few hours later.

So if I could sum up my Raya in three words (besides the obvious awesome family time etc etc), it would be: No. More. Flowers.

Totally condoning fake flowers from now on.

What about you? Sum up your Raya in three words. 

being a mom lifestyle

happy holidays, everyone!

I panicked when I saw 9.59am this morning as I woke up. HOLY MOLY I OVERSLEPT. LET’S GET TO WORK. Then I turn over and looked at Dean, peacefully sleeping too. The sun was shining beautifully, the birds were chirping, and the trees outside my window were swaying left and right softly.

This feels like a Saturday, actually. Is it really Saturday??

I checked my phone and rubbed my eyes because I couldn’t believe it.



Such a beautiful word, Masyaallah.

I close my eyes again and pat myself to continue sleeping, telling myself softly “You deserve a few more minutes of snooze time, go on…” After what seemed like the craziest period of FV ever, I really have been waiting for this break. Today marks the beginning of a lonngggg holiday for the whole team and I’m already looking forward to rest, rest and more rest! Ahhh, Saturday, thank you for being here.

I snuggled my pillow closer since I haven’t felt the proper bond with my pillow this whole month. Slowlyyyyy my thoughts clear up and fade as I fall asleep again –

“Ba.. Ga… Ge… Ba… BAAAAA!!!” 

I get smacked in the face with Daniel’s toothbrush.

I squint my eye and before me was my beautiful son, smiling with his dimples showing. “Baaaaaa???”

Ok, I’m up, I’m up..

*Happy holiday to everyone, Muslims and non-Muslims. Note to single people without children, sleep in as much as you can now.

everyday things fashion and shopping

greedy me

“Can I takeaway the Tomato & Herb Linguine, please?” I smiled at the nice guy behind the Coffee & Bean counter.

“We have sold out on that. Would you like anything else?” He answers.

“Aww man, I really wanted that… I don’t really feel like anything else. But ok, I’ll have the Chicken & Mushroom Fusilli, please.”

I walked out happily with my pasta in one hand and a Mudpie ice blended in the other. Yummm.

In the car, I thought about what happened there. I always have this problem. I want something, it’s not available, I’ll buy something else just because. It’s really bad, guys! So I opened this topic with Dean in the car.

“Hey sayang, do you notice something about me?”

“I notice everything about you! You look awesome today, is that a new tudung?”


“Ish, no. Do you notice this behavior of mine… like if I really want something, and they don’t have it, I’ll get something else just because. Even if I don’t really want it.”

“Oh that! Yeah of course! And also even if they do have the thing you want and you get it, and then you realise you might’ve missed out on the other thing, so you get that other thing too.”


“And also with food! When we’re at a restaurant, you can’t decide which dish you want to eat, so you’ll order one. Then you realise you feel itchy because you feel like you should’ve ordered the second item. So then you do. And then you realise it’s not that amazing. So you don’t end up finishing your food. Both your food.”


“Oh! And this doesn’t just happen during your first dish. Sometimes, even at the start of the meal, you order two dishes because you can’t decide which one you want. And you realise –”

“Ok I get it!!”

Sheesh, before this, he had nothing to say. Now it’s like he has verbal diarrhea.

But I have a problem guys. A greed / indecisive problem. Help.

*looks at the chicken mushroom fusilli on table*

You know what.. I’m going to eat that right now just to prove Dean wrong. Hmppphh.

being a mom working girl

final stretch

Here I am lying on my couch while typing on my laptop awkwardly placed up on my knees.

Too tired to even care to move position. Haha.

So what’s up guys? What have I missed? I miss blogging so much. Work has been crazy but we are at our final stretch so I should be back to normal by Wednesday when courier services stop taking Raya orders. Dean says I’m so sexy these days when I sleep with my mouth open and hands flung in the air and everything. A sight for sore eyes, I’m sure. Haha. #thanksfornotleavingmedearhusband

I’ve been worrying about customers’ parcels and getting everything to get shipped on time and thank God we seem to be on track now. The team has been working around the clock, including me, to rush our beloved customers orders in time. But what’s funny is that I haven’t even had time to think about my own family’s Raya clothes!

Daniel passed Dean and I in the living room, obviously walking wobbling around the table going Ba and Ga and chewing on my phone.

Dean and I laughed looking at him and in a split second we both looked at each other. Both kind of knowing what the other was thinking. Which was, “OMG WE FORGOT ABOUT HIS BAJU MELAYU. OUR SON HAS NOTHING TO WEAR ON RAYA DAY. WE’VE BECOME THOSE HORRIBLE PARENTS WHO WORK ALL THE TIME AND HAVE NO TIME FOR THEIR KIDS.” You know, something along those lines. We both rushed to kiss Daniel out of guilt, which pissed him off because he smacked our faces away. He was having an important call with someone on my phone.

So finally, yesterday night, we drove to our tailor at Jakel and rushed to buy material and make outfits for Daniel and Dean. Totally ignored the only-now-you-want-to-do?-why-don’t-you-just-come-ON-raya-day-itself-to-make-baju-melayu looks from the tailor.

So everything is sorted now phewwww. For me, I’ll just find something on FashionValet to match the boys, obviously.

Hope you guys have sorted your Raya clothes better than we did! For now, happy last 10 days of Ramadhan, may we get to enjoy the goodness that this period offers.

being a mom

alphabetsaurus vs transformers

Dean and I have completely different ideas for Daniel’s toys.

Me: Straight to the educational toys. Anything that has ABC or 123. Or anything that has the phrase “Stimulate your child’s brain”.

Dean: Straight to the X-Men Spiderman dinosaur whatnot. You know, the not-so-smart section.

“Come on, Daniel, follow Mommy,” I hold out my hand for Daniel to come with me to my fun section.

“No, Daniel, follow Daddy. Let’s go find the superheroes!” Dean will hold out his hand to lead Daniel to the violent section.

In the end, Daniel will be somewhere in the middle playing with something he found on the floor, and Dean and I will be carrying an armload of toys for us. I mean, for Daniel. For today’s Toys’R'us trip, I chose for Daniel an Alphabetsaurus, which is a super cute and super fun dinosaur that has alphabets on it that when you click say out A for Apple and G for Giggle followed by an adorable giggle sound. Too cute!! We got home and I was so excited to open it with Daniel. I was struggling trying to tear the packaging apart and called Dean for help. “Sayang, help me open the dinosaur!” I wailed.

Dean was on the couch playing with his pick of the day; a toy car that can change into a robot. Some Transformers thingy he said.

“Sayang!” I called him again followed by a distracted Dean going “This is so cool…” at the car/robot/can’t decide what it wants to be.

Finally my dinosaur was opened and I kept pressing on the alphabets happily.

It took us a few minutes to realise Daniel wasn’t even in the room. He had already walked to the kitchen and is now playing with teabags and laughing as he dangles them in the air.

I guess Toys’R'us is really just a trip for the parents.


fashion and shopping pd daily working girl


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The stress of managing your own company with growing staff and growing demands has been exhausting me during this Ramadhan period. But they’re all good problems, though! Alhamdulillah, gives me such jolt of satisfaction when I step in the office or the warehouse. But because I’ve been so busy dealing with things, I haven’t had time to even smile much. So it feels good to crack a smile today. I just can’t wait to sleep next week!! Haha.

Wearing part of Kemboja from the Nora Danish for FashionValet collection. Love the simplicity of the lace, definitely for the sweet and simple girl in you.

This is the full kurung:

FV-232 FV-248 FV-266

The skirt is designed to look like a pario skirt, but I made sure there was no slit. It’s just a normal skirt with a flowy flap at the front, perfect for hijabis!

Wearing Kemboja (top only) from Nora Danish for FashionValet and the new dUCk colour launching on Thursday, at FashionValet. Bag from Balenciaga, jeans from Forever 21, shoes from Chanel.