SINGLE AND FABULOUS...OR DOUBLES AND FABULOUS.....??

The Fact Is, Sometimes It's Really Hard To Walk In A Single Woman's Shoes. That's Why We Need Really Special Ones Now And Then To Make The Walk A Little More Fun'

Are we living in the real world or a world we think is real...?

DO we fake our lives..?

Do we fake our age....?

Do we fake  to feel better..?

Are we faking dressing up...?

Are we faking style just because we think its fashionable...?

Is it ok to fake fur  just because we want to feel rich..?

Can we be  alone or do we really need people to feel social..?

Do we need to fake submissiveness to let the man feel empowered..?

So my thoughts come back to are we living in the real world or a bubble we create of our choice..we select our friends..we select  the places we want to go (strike off the ones we don't want to go to)select the cars we want to be seen in..the clothes we want to wear because we think its what should be worn 'cause its 'fashionable'...behave a certain way because thats how we get into the 'IT' crowd...the wanna be yuppie wife with her gucci bags and gucci shoes...and the foreign help in tow.... trying to promote the wifes at the kitty-coffee mornings so that she meets other rich ladies and re-invests the husbands investments...sending our children to selective schools with the only criteria being..are your parents those from  who's  who's list.....aha..holidays!!
where are we  going this summer...which hotel are we staying at...buying the latest birkin....(well the country i come from..such is the norm...)

Is this what we really want and live for....are we living a life we think we should because we have to be a certain way...

"Don’t be into trends. Don’t make fashion own you, but you decide what you are, what you want to express by the way you dress and the way you live."

— Gianni Versace

Are we faking being happy...?
Are we faking the present to get to the future..?

Amongst all this is the single fabulous girl..looking for her mr right...just as we explore numerous fashion brands to embrace the perfect sense of style..

Is that real or fake too?

i would say very unreal....there really isn't a Mr.right...we think there would be one but its just an illusion we try to delude ourselves with and we normally fall into the arms of the least expected  off them all because he's the one who stole your heart and not the one who we were conjuring up in our brains..because such men do not exist ....just as a we think we found our sexy black leather corseted bustier we fall for a flirty floral chiffon little blouse oozing more charm than the sexy bustier.

“I'm not a film star, I am an actress. Being a film star is such a false life, lived for fake values and for publicity.” 

-Vivien Leigh

Something very amusing..

My filipina....hahaha(yeah you can say my foreign maid) could be heard trying to stop my 5 year old from doing something which could surely break her neck..i called out for her to my bedroom...forbidding her from performing silly stunts...she replies..'mamaaa if you dont want us to do it..just dont look at us..."and she flung her hair back giggling walked away...leaving me absolutely aghast!!

I could not help wondering how she came up with such a concept...out of sight out of mind..and more so at the moment as i was penning my thoughts  about what part of our life is real and what part is not..was this for real or what..what part of growing up is...did she really think that being oblivious to something is the best way in not accepting it....

Ofcourse  we can very easily block whatever we want from our minds and  not think about it and fake the emotions that  may be aroused if done so...

...she comes back to me questioning as to what was I doing?...writing,I answered..another question...writing about what??..what I thought of life...she says 'i think Allah is life mama.....'

I FELL OFF MY CHAIR!!

Can life really be this simple..looking at it through a 5  year olds eyes....why look at something if its going to bother you....and we can't even give up our 8 inch heels blistering our pretty feet....
is it real very easy to let go off ones inhibitions and be ourselves...dancing on table tops liberating oneself of any physical bondage..

Are we faking progression of the minds....we think we are happy for people living in developing countries..where their lives have transformed the way a chrysalis does into a butterfly....yet we would be close minded to be in the same environment as theirs....
the same way we would love to buy a gucci bag from china town but not buy it.....because it would be a fake....which is absolutely fine....if we can buy a RM 5000 Gucci just to hide behind our imperfections..we might as well buy the fake Gucci and be called an all cheap knockoff...

Dose a single girl really have a fabulous lifestyle than the doubles.....
Her night of free partying..not being rushed home because the baby sitter has to leave....she can choose her men...and not....she is answerable to none..she does whatever takes her fancy...fake or no fake..

Is it really fun walking through the crowd un-accessorized...??

"The most beautiful clothes that can dress a woman are the arms of the man she loves."

— Yves Saint-Laurent

ARE WE SUPER-WOMEN....SUPER-WIFES..SUPER-MOMS..SUPER-GIRLFRIENDS..SUPER-FRIENDS....SUPER-KNOW-IT-ALL...??


I rolled with laughter and so did my other half who by the way does think all of the above about yours truly....just as my favourite character on t.v wakes up next to Mr.Big and lets say emits morning steam in bed...POP..pOpppPp....totally mortified pooor little Bradshaw..scurries out from under the blanket and runs out the door before Mr.Big could even stop laughing.....what happens next??

Well..the usual!!

The embarrassment....the sleepless nights...the empty no sex-sleepovers at his place...the burning desire of wanting to know whether he stills loves her or not...is the relationship doomed or strong enough to withstand...A LITTLE POP?
The point being..IS IT OKAY to let out a little steam and not be embarrassed..
one said its okay..the other said NO WAY...its NOT! because, yes men want THEIR women to be SUPER BEINGS...no FARTS please..(finally..i could'nt even bring myself to say it...)no hair ANYWHERE...and just be perfect sitting pretty all the time...the 3rd friend said...it should not be about the physical act only...there should be more to a relationship...a kiss is to be more intimate than the act of union itself...(many people would beg to differ)..this shoved carrie more into a profound state of disturbance..
An utter state of uneasiness..a jaw breaking..teeth grinding frustration where she wanted to pull her long locks out of her pretty little head.....that the love which had so consumed  and put her entire being in a turmoil where just breathing was difficult and the only salvation would have been a crystal ball telling her that yes their love would finally inevitably be solemnized one day.

A love that it made her want to be how and what she thought he wanted her to be...she was afraid to be what and how she really was..afraid to show him her true self...incase he did'nt love her for the being that she was.

One fine evening at my own house...my dear and i were sitting with my newly wedded cousin and her husband playing poker and munching...i was winning...
Just as i came back to the table and lowered  my seven+ month pregnant fine figure onto the floor cushion....i went poppingggg...huh..i was MORTIFIED....initially..think my better half was more concerned about me being embarrassed..my cousin and her other half rolled off the couch...HEY..its pregnancy FLATULENCE..ever heard of it??

I wonder now...
is a womans love affair with fashion same as is a mans love affair with changing his socks every weekend...you know what i mean??

is being so in love fashionable or what??
is being fashionable a way out off being in love??

Oscar Wilde said 'love is not fashionable anymore...poets have killed it'

i quite agree with it...so much has been written about love all over true love is really nowhere to be found..very rare..romance has really become a figment of ones imagination...
is love nowadays no where to be found because of people are too busy to love or look for love and find loving fashion easier instead??

Would u wait a day to buy those gorgeous killers heels just as you would wait a week playing hard to get just so the guy you pining for does'nt think you easy...
Its a lot easier to be oneself than not be yourself.

 'I’m looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can’t-live-without-each-other love.'

BTW....I did buy the RM485 dress from WEARHOUSE and love wearing it for my LOVE!!

QUESTION.....WHERE AM I GOING WITH ALL THIS...

I'm sure my friends..acquaintances...family and people who've just happened to come across me are wondering what gibberish is Hannah talking....does she even have a point or is just talking off her head...hmmmmm.

Well I admit I do know what I think..how I think and feel about many thoughts swimming in my head but what I should say or not say...express them the way they arise or edit cut and paste and then put it across in a correct FASHION not offending anyones puritanical sensibilities...shall I speak or not speak??

So I think I should go ahead with the web of thoughts in my head and and try dissecting them as they pour in...

How many of you have watched the quirky fun short drama series..Sex and the City??
I absolutely love watching how Carrie Bradshaw...

I love her easy going carefree life as a writer.sitting by her window dazing out through her white muslin curtains swaying in the NewYork breeze..or at a coffee shop witnessing a make up or a break up of a relationship or the day dreamer behind the cash counter or the not so handsome poor guy running in to grab his morning cup of coffee before dashing to office...thinking whether last nights roses meant anything to his date.....Carrie's mind speaking nineteen to a dozen..losing me somewhere along the way...but she successfully pens down...vices and virtues in a relationship...analogizing fashion and relationships...fashion and the opposite sex...what should be done   and not be done in a relationship..(just as Charlotte warned her not to go ALL the way with Mr.Big..the 1st date....she did exactly that and wondered throughout the dramas 6 seasons if she had not the 1st night would her relationship have been any different than it was for the entire 6 seasons).Searching the perfect man she would look for like she would for 'THE' perfect pair of Jimmy Choos or Monola Blaniks..

I came across a RM 485 grey sleeveless closed collar slim belted knee dress at a high street  brand store last week on one of my days off...(my OTHER HALF took our 3 boisterous kiddies off my hands..)The dress oozed sexiness not for anything else but for its demure subtle style...a little bit of this and a little bit of that...
so  shall i or shall i not..still deliberating!!

FASHION IS NOT A STATE THAT EXISTS ONLY IN CLOTHES BUT IS APPARENT EVERYWHERE...IN IDEAS..IN THE WAY WE  LIVE AND THINK AND IN WHATS HAPPENING AROUND US!!

RIDING THE WAVES AS THEY ARRIVE....

It has been a rollicking 6 years of bliss...laced with lots of bittersweet chocolate....3 successful NATURAL deliveries...pre-&post baby blues...diapers..(still changing...)milking no..but buying milk cartons by the truckloads...a tad bit of travel..(pregnancy bumps and i could'nt reach an amiable decision on the travelling bit)...lots of yummy weddings which I could not attend....why??well because my other half could not bear to be parted from me for a second....and his WORK could not bear to be parted from him for a second either...so WE all stayed together as one big happppy family...!!

(short but sweet)

SHOPPING IN ISTANBUL

HOW 2007 CHANGED MY LIFE AROUND......

hahaa...i bet you all are thinking...'oh dear..i wonder what happened to this poor lil'rich girl....'nothing much  but something what happens to all..MARRIAGE....!!

Mine was a kick ass one....a  whirlwind romance..being literally....met in june,,,engaged in july..married on paper in august and left my parents house 2 months in november... 2 days later flying off for our honeymoon to magical Istanbul...

Magical....it surely was...where every mosque you went to was a reawakening to your soul and kindled your mind to what all those walls may have seen...heard and felt and lived on to never tell the truth expect what we've read or heard in history books.

I could go on and on for pages about Istanbul...but think not!!

 Food was the best ever...from their street food at Istikilal street to the Lil'cafes tucked away in the streets along side the Sultan Ahmet mosque..

I just realized that hussain and I did not feel the need to go any clubs or any thing indoors...

we loved being out...walking the cobble stone streets around the Grand Bazaar.Grand Bazaar..I thought would be something of a flea market...but i entered that place just to be greeted by stores such as Chopard and Cartier...I WASNT PREPARED for that....here i wanted to take a sneak peak and there was hussain pulling me by hand in the opposite direction..

I did manage to visit Chopard..they had they most prettiest pair of dainty chandelier styled daimond emerald earrings..identical to a pair you would read about in some classic english novelist's description of some debutant making her debut appearance in English society....this certain pair cost $5000...sighhh....!!We carried on walking..

...i DID buy an extremely sexy pair of D&G gold shoes from a store on a boulevard near Sultan Bayazid's tomb......$300 and a very over the top sexy leather jacket with a fur collar which i never wore much in the winters of my dear city Islamabad..for $500....yeah!!

Such were amongst the many delights of our honeymoon in Istanbul...