Festivities

All you sexy people out there, the sun has finally decided upon showing out of its hiding! Goodbye to the shadows of clouds and say hello to the gleaming sun. I am feeling ecstatic for a change since the infinite series of horrendous examination is now a history and the birthday season is just around the corner. Starting off with Khadeeja's birthday two days from now, then a couple of aquaintances and most importantly Shireen's. I have enough chances this month- not to forget eid, to celebrate by dressing up to the nines. And the amount of pleasure merely thinking about these upcoming events, is enough to suffice all formalities needed for me to smile.

Of all the innumerable things of the world, what brings me joy, is dressing up. I might sound like a twelve-year old here, but its a fact. Soft pompodours, elaborate eye make-up, light rouge on supple cheeks, pale glossy pouts, elegant multi-layered necklaces on the chic dresses paired with stunning high-heeled platforms. *Drools*. This is enough to satisfy my appetite for plush living. And this is all I am looking forward to in this month. Its such a relief to get out of your ugly shell and anticipate something pretty. For my life, had been made hell lately by the ugliness that accompanies the exams.

Speaking of gruesome filth, I have availed this one-week-break as an opportunity for personal grooming. Experimenting with all the possibilities in my kitchen cabinet, I have atleast succeeded in getting rid of the summer tan. Also I am making sure that kitchen cosmetology is not taken too far. For I have a grueling reality to take care of- my old trusted friend, popularly known as Acne. But I am glad that I am bidding it farewell too soon, as my dermatological medications are annihilating it with a steady success. On the other hand, my hair-fall issues that have been bothering me for quite a while now, are also going down the drain, since I have found my solutions to them. Well here, I am solely responsible for them, because I have deprived my scalp of its nourishment (oiling) for nearly half a decade! Then you expect it not to fall apart?! Absolutely unfair.

With all my heart in the preparations for a month of extravagant celeberations, I have also found solace in baking and cooking. Every day, there is one thing that I either cook or bake. I am genuinely trying to get my baking basics straightened, so that one day I can entertain my bossom pals with fine dining. Yesterday, I baked a pound cake using a recipe from my mum's diary. And to my surprise, it turned out to be way better than any recipe of Nigella's or from the galore of cook books we have. It was the best pound cake I have eaten so far. Soft and light as a feather, perfectly pale with temptingly browned top, sufficiently sweet to stimulate enough taste buds in your mouth to cherish the bite for a long time- my madeira cake was an utter delight. It infused in me a great deal of confidence for the upcoming cooking episodes and now I believe that I can easily venture into italian cooking. Splendid!
For more on my cooking and festive escapades, keep reading my online summer diary.

XOXO