Wrestl’n Vaseline

He and I

Remember when you were young and you did silly things, like put a t-shirt on your head and pretend you are a bride, or use a ruler as a gun and pretend you are cop, or put on your mom’s makeup and high heels and pretend to be a ‘bossy’ lady at work? This is one such story.

Fish and I sat watching TV at her house, when out of the blue we started to hear odd grunting coming from upstairs. We looked at each other, our expressions clearly saying, “What on earth?”  Fish put her finger to her mouth, shushing me, and we stealthily climbed up the stairs. What mischief were her brothers up to? They were always up to something, those little rascals!

Halfway through the stairs, we peered into the landing. And there, we saw it!

Standing in front of the full length mirror, was her youngest brother, his top half bare. His body was glistening. He stood in front of the mirror. He posed. He flexed. He rubbed his chest.

“What are you doing?” we jumped at him, laughing. He mumbled something as he made a run for it. I caught the word ‘Wrestling’, Fish heard, ‘Vaseline’.


Stylist Live


Over the weekend I went to Stylist Live. Stylist is a magazine I subscribe to and it has loads of amazing things from fashion to food, beauty, travel, accessories, books, authors, talks, restaurants, coffee-shops, bars, amazing things happening in London and so on and so forth. I received two free passes to this event and took the opportunity to go see what it was all about, and I am glad I did.

Hosted at Olympia London, this event was like a life size version of Stylist magazine. A lot of the things, places, restaurants, etc I had read about in the magazine were present as boutiques. They were giving out samples, trying to sell etc. I took advantage of the samples. There were so many, such as health drinks, and health foods, bars, chocolates, beauty products. There was even a ‘beauty drink’. What kind of witchery?

It was truly like a potion, coming in various colours, purple, red, and slime green. With ingredients like collagen and hyaluronic acid, say a few magic spells and viola in 28 days or so see yourself young and radiant and glowing. We did try all the flavours available, but no visible effect yet. Ha!

Nevertheless, there were lots of other amazing things, creative and new, I learnt that I could just about sell anything as long as it has excellent presentation and finishing. I mean me along with my husband, do things like this and this and this, and there are loads of other stuff that I have not yet had the chance to blog about.

We also took our seats at the Stylist Catwalk and I was very impressed with the trends on show.  This was so much better than the trends at London Fashion Week, which we attended a few years ago. I loved almost all the trends at Stylist. We each received a little handout detailing all the trends on stage, with the price and where you can shop the look. The bonus, they were all reasonable and affordable prices from high street shops and not unjustifiably expensive. I mean, I totally do not get the hype of designer stuff and all that. But, that’s just me.

There were lots of free beauty treatments on offer too, like hair, nail, facials etc. But the waiting line for everything was too long and we just couldn’t be bothered to wait for it.

Overall, I did enjoy the event, learnt new stuff, and was inspired by all the creativity around.

Enjoy the pictures below.




Monkey-ing around at the Photobooth


Create your own Stylist Cover




Pink Monkey



These metallic balloons are so cute


Catwalk II


Love this backdrop



Diet Coke Photobooth


Stage decoration


All the stylist covers


Stylist Live


Inbound Messages

Parties, Gifts & Crafts

Remember this?

I have sent 34 so far, (still 66 more to go, Yay!). Anyway, I know a lot of people probably think me odd for doing so. So many probably wonder where I have the time to do this. The honest answer is, well, I do not have the time to do this and so I make time. I do it while I watch TV, or while I am cooking, or while I am on the train going home or going to work, or if I am not able to sleep at night. That is the fun part of it all isn’t it ? To make time for doing simple things and spreading joy and kindness and gladness to people you know. I could have written to strangers. But, isn’t it more meaningful to write to a person you know, and bring joy to them?

The responses I have received so far from the recipients has been wonderful as well. Although no body has responded back via letter yet, I did get a good deal of text messages, and emails, expressing just how much they loved receiving my letters and how much joy and delight it brought them.

I was very surprised by the length of words a few people had put in their message to me. I never knew they could write so beautifully. It truly was a message from their hearts. I also got pictures of recipients who were so delighted to receive the letter, I could see them beaming with joy. Some even posted their mail on social media for all to see, such was their excitement.

Well, what is the point of doing it all, you ask? Aside from making others happy, it’s also receiving these:

Thank you for your letter containing lovely and warm thoughts and ideas, nicely expressed. I went through your website you have lots of activities, pleasant ones and interesting. Your pictures stunning. Keep it up. Send more of your ideas and activities. Thanks. Love Uncle

******   ******   ******   ******  ******   ******   ******   ******  ******   ******   ******        Dear (blondy)

Thank you so much for that thoughtful letter which actually surprised me. I’m sorry that I didn’t message you earlier but the truth is my dad mixed your card with his mail and he left it out on the table today. What caught my eye was your lovely art work that was displayed on the envelope with my name on it. We don’t tend to celebrate Halloween, it was just two occasions where we decided to. I just want to say thank you so much again and you don’t understand how much it means to me by receiving this letter from you 

P.s I’ve been dying to go to the escape room but it’s either I have exams or Marisa has work, but hopefully we can all push that aside and go.

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“Hi, your letter was so sweet. I was wondering when mine was coming.”

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“We received your letter it was very thoughtful.”

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“..That is so sweet of you. I love it. I specially love the doggy bookmark!” 

******   ******   ******   ******  ******   ******   ******   ******  ******   ******   ******  “Such lovely letters for the three of us . You always remember them love u I loved it sooo much”

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“I received your letter. It was soooo sweet. Thank you. I love receiving letters.”

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“Got ur letter..so Sweet of you.. kata bata samjhish aaja didi lai.. Diwali bhaera ho.. kya ramailo lagyo”

Translated (Got your letter, so sweet of you. How come you remembered your big sister today? … is it because it is Diwali? I really enjoyed it.


Walk in the woods

Adventures, He and I

Hubby was a little bit nervous, I could tell. I was driving down a narrow ‘country’ road. I mean, there was this narrow lane that was going to take us into a forest, just a few minutes’ drive from our house. I was very excited, and as a new driver this new ‘country’ lane, so empty and bare was a pleasant drive for me.

“OK, OK, slow down,” he said, “let’s look for a place to park.”  Just there on the left, I found a big ditch, which led to a parking, oh it was all so muddy and full of puddles. Again, I was excited, I have really wanted to drive across a puddle, but he got nervous again, “Make sure not to get into the puddle OK,” Splash! In and out of the puddle I went and parked it into a bay.

This woodland was magnificent. I thought it would be nothing much, but, from the point we started and every step further into the forest we went; it got deeper and enchanting.  My excitement grew. I imagined coming across forest creatures, or at least some woodland critters. Some badgers, hares, deer, porcupines. At one point, I swear I saw little Bambi, crossing through the path to the other side of trees. It was too fast, I couldn’t take pictures.

The sun peered through the gaps between the trees, and created enchanting vision along the way. Although the sun was shining, we could hear the wind roaring too. We could see the leaves above us sway. The branches creaked. We heard some howling. It was the wind, or it could have been a baby, I don’t know. Or maybe it was a fox, we just couldn’t see it, so perfectly camouflaged between all the orange leaves on the ground.

We walked hand in hand down the winding paths, coming across large fallen tree trunks. Some were dry and bare; some were green with moss growing all over. Some were hollow, perhaps a home, maybe a rabbit’s burrow?  More muddy puddles. Zillions of leaves on the ground. From a distant it looked like the ground was covered in orange and brown confetti.

I even saw the perfect location to host my woodland party. How exciting! A great location, and not even too far from the house.


Poofball hat

He and I

A few years ago a friend and I were out shopping, when I came across a huge selection of poofball hats, and I wanted to buy her one. I always think that poofball hats look so adorable on girls with fringes, and she has this adorable fringe which frames her face so perfectly. She also has really adorable rosy cheeks. So you see what I mean, cute fringe, rosy cheeks, poofball hats? Isn’t that an adorable combination?

I talked about buying her one and she said that she didn’t like them on her but she loves them on others. I felt the same way. I love them on others but not on myself. I have a small face and a fringe would cover up my face, thus I never really grew a fringe. I tried, but then I grew it out again very soon. Not to mention I have frizzy, curly hair. For this reason my logic was, if I didn’t have a fringe, I didn’t want to wear a poofball hat.

Now a few years later, I walk into a supermarket to buy some broccoli tender stems, I really fancied them for dinner tonight, and I came across this lovely stall of poofball hats. There was black and white and peach and blue and cream but the one colour that really drew me was this beautiful brown.

Maybe it was a roundabout influence of autumn, it kind of screamed ‘Aren’t I a beautiful colour of Autumn?’ to me. I do have a weakness for things that are Autumn associated. But, oh well I bought one . It is a gorgeous brown colour. It has a massive poofball. I cannot wait for the weather to be cooler to wander the streets wearing it.

All hallows eve

Adventures, He and I, Parties, Gifts & Crafts

It was only a simple gathering.

Dinner with friends
Outside by the blazing fire
A hearty lasagna

Halloween decorations scattered around
A spiderweb, a tombstone , skeleton , masks.
Pumpkins laid on table. Carving them
Funny faces , scary faces.

Rum for the ghouls
Painted faces.
Some witchy laughs and spells
And games , not for the light hearted

That is how our Halloween started.