The CAILYN Cosmetics Pure Lust Extreme Matte is probably my favourite product I received in May's Epsy makeup bag The application goes on smoothly and you don't have to put a lot on your lips. It last so long and once it's dried on your lips, it won't leave any marks! I also LOVE the colour, so that's an added bonus, as I wear it almost everyday!
Saturday, May 16, 2015
Laila was a vision in red on the street. She had just gotten out of the subway station and only had a few blocks to go through, so she decided to walk the rest of the way to the ball, even though her new shoes would surely make her regret her decision the next day. Laila was almost at her destination when she noticed that the clouds were growing darker and seemed heavier. She could even see some lighting on the horizon.
“That’s funny”, she thought. “The weatherman had reported a warm and clear evening.”
She hastened her pace, hoping not to get caught in the impending rain. She had not crossed half of the bloc that it started pouring all at once. Out of nowhere, the thunder drummed once, twice, three times in a row, follow by a series of lightning. Where had this weather come from? Laila had nowhere to hide and she was too far from the station to turn around, so she kept on running.
Saturday, May 9, 2015
At five o’clock, Laila still hadn’t completed all the tasks on her list, so she had to stay later while all her co-workers left to get ready for the evening. Her dress hung on her desk, waiting to be worn. However, it looked as if its wish would never come true. Laila had so many last minute things to do that she wasn’t even sure that she would be able to attend the ball. Upon her arrival from Miguel’s boutique, there was another list of tasks waiting on her desk for her. If Cinderella has never actually existed, she thought to herself, she certainly does now. How can one person have so many errands to do?
By the time she was done, Laila was so tired but only had one hour left to get ready for the ball. After cleaning and tidying up around the office, she headed for the door with Miguel’s dress in tow. Once again, she was hurrying down the street at a speed somewhere between walking and jogging. When she passed in front of the building, she couldn’t help but look up at the windows to see if the unusual cats were still there, trying to claw their way out. No sign of them; it was definitely a bird this morning.
Saturday, May 2, 2015
Laila’s day was exactly like it had always been, with one exception: tonight’s Zenith ball. She couldn’t believe she had forgotten about it in her morning haste. For the past few weeks, the Zenith ball had been the subject of all conversations at her workplace. So what that meant for Laila today was that in addition to all her daily chores and errands, her boss, Trista, would give her even more tasks in order to be ready for the evening. Sure enough, Laila had not even had the time to put her coat and bag away that Trista asked her trough the interphone to come in her office, but not without her morning latte.
“Alright, so here’s what we have to get done today,” Trista told her as Laila walked through the doorway. “We need to contact the catering services in order to confirm the time and place that they will arrive. Same thing goes for the entertainment. Can you also call Miguel to let him know you’ll be picking up my dress at three o’clock? And the ...”
She kept going on and on about everything to be done while Laila wrote it all down. At that rate, she would never have time to get ready for the ball. Not that she really felt like going, but it would look good professionally is she attended. It was basically the only night of the year that she could go out and make new contacts outside of her work hours.
Monday, April 27, 2015
A few years ago, I self-diagnosed myself as being an introvert and I began reading up about other introverted people: how to deal with them, how to deal with being one, what does if feel like to be an introvert, what are the signs... The moment I learned about what introversion was, it was as if a piece of the puzzle that I am was finally put in place. Introversion explained so much about the things that I did and about how I reacted to different situations.
I often get told by other people that they wish they were more like me: reserved, soft spoken, calm, analytic, political in the way I choose my words, etc. It's so strange hearing these things because all of my life, I have fought against all of those characteristics. I have always wished I was a bit more loud, a bit more energetic and charismatic, a bit more of "the life of the party". To me, being the way I am was not as great as some of those people think.
So what does it feel like to be an introvert? Well I can't speak for anyone else here, but here a the gist of how I experience it.