Minutes

Beauty, Fashion, Personal

Sometimes, I wish I could suspend time. I wish I could take out its batteries.

I’ve tried taking a million mental photographs and I’ve shuffled through them all, sitting cross-legged in the wisps of the past. I’ve tried taking measures to imprint them in my mind, before that day comes, when I know I have to let go.

But time always races forward and eventually, it’ll loom closer, that ‘date.’ That date you dread and very unwillingly count down to til soon enough, (always too late) it hits you that things will be really different…

Because once that day comes and passes, you can’t and won’t be the same person again.

But then again, why would you want to be?
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xoxo Paula

Quotes

“Almost everything you do, you do because you are afraid to die. And yet dying is exactly what you are doing, from the moment you are born. You were born as a sacrifice. And you can either participate in the sacrifice, dissolving in the giving of your gift, or you can resist it, which is your suffering.”

-David Deida

Henna

Beauty, Fashion, Personal, Travel

I really like the idea of having a tattoo but Henna is probably the closest I’ll ever get to having one. Tantalisingly detailed, it is such a free and almost improvisatory art, filled with sweeping swirls and filigree drawn to the artist’s fancy.

We honestly didn’t expect to find henna artists in Melaka (Malaysia) but then two women with booklets of henna designs stopped us in our tracks and for 15 ringgit, we got our hand and wrist done.

Henna, as I now know, is not an ink but a paste that’s derived from a plant. Mixed with lemon, alcohol and olive oil amongst other things, it is squeezed from a piping bag into petals, feathery shapes and dainty dots.

It was such a quick process and after a quick 5min we were done… but then came the most awkward 15 minutes afterwards where we had to wait for the paste to dry. We were hand disabled and contorted them to the point where we carried our hands like Mr. Burns. But as much as I tried, being the clutz I am, I accidentally swished food over my henna… and then a few minutes later Robyn whacked her bag across my hand landing even more smudges. My fingernail is still stained with the dye in a mark that looks like I got chilli oil stuck on it.

Anyway the process is pretty simple. After it dries, you wash off the bumpy excess and there you have it, a semi-permanent ‘tattoo’ that lasts for 2 weeks (except mine began to rub off from the 3rd day). But then you can’t expect much more for $5AUD 🙂

 

xoxo Paula