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Cultural Conversations #1: Where You Come From and Where You Really Come From

Hello and welcome to the first instalment of a brand new series on the blog titled Cultural Conversations. The initial idea of it probably began at the start of 2018 but it wasn’t until a month or so ago, where the name suddenly popped up in my head. Cultural. Conversations. It sounded extremely fitting so as a consequence, it stuck. Each instalment will cover something different, but the main basis for the starting point will be that I draw inspiration from my own personal experiences and/or thoughts to discuss a certain topic. These may be social, cultural, and perhaps political. There may be an opportunity to discuss beauty-related topics too, provided that they are within a social context and present a problem to discuss. (There are definitely many.) In this episode, I wanted to start with a topic close to home. Where you come from and where you really come from. Do your roots shape you as a person or can they threaten you if you are considered the less fortunate? What does it mean …

One Door Closes, Another Door Opens

There’s no other way to say it so I’ll just say it. As of Tuesday, I’ve been formally dismissed from my work. I failed my probation. But don’t threat, I’m actually not in a bad mood. Yes, of course I am a little disheartened but overall this feels like a very good breakup. (It’s strange but that’s the only way that I can describe it.) I didn’t know how I would feel because quite frankly, I have never failed anything. Like ever. But somehow, I felt this huge rush of relief flow through me yesterday when the outcome had been confirmed in a confidential meeting. Considering what had imploded in the past few months, it was probably wishful-thinking to think that I was ever going to pass. I wanted to keep that hope alive though because it’d suck to exit without trying and fighting and for the person that I am, I give my 110% in everything that I do. Sometimes it works out, sometimes it doesn’t but hand on my heart, I tried my …

Write Through Your Emotions

Note: You’ll figure out through reading this (if you’re an avid reader) that this is in the context of a few weeks ago. I’m posting it late anyways so enjoy. I finished season 1 of Netflix series You last night – have you watched it yet? All of my friends and colleagues have and wow, that was some next level of intense along with a couple of swear words here and there for expression. Anyways, I’ve been in a writing mood lately. Note that I said writing and not blogging. You might see some more written pieces in the next few posts…let’s say that I’m taking advantage of these moments in my life to write. I remember whilst I was still studying Fashion Design, one of the tutors was giving us a crash course lesson in draping and a tip she gave was to drape through your emotions. I think that’s what I really liked about the subject – sure it’s subjective but you could utilise your emotion to make a great thing. I firmly …

Self Doubt and Crying in Work

Let’s be honest – it’s not the topic that I intended to start talking about in 2019 but if not now, then when? This week started on a mediocre note to say the least (the joke’s on me because I kept saying to my friends in our WhatsApp group that 2019 is the one) but I would say that things improved and now that we’re into more or less Saturday, early morning – I am feeling okay again. (Note: I have hopes still that 2019 is still the one.) I was reviewing my stats last night and found that last year, I wrote 38 posts in total. That’s not an awful lot because that doesn’t even average 1 post a week. Having said that, we are onto something today because I have been meaning to talk about more serious topics on the blog for a while. Not only does the timing call for it, but the occasion too. The period up until Christmas at work has been crazy and for me especially – my work/life …

Sentiments of Traveling to a ‘Second Home’ – My Family Roots

Today is a Monday. I’ve just come back from Hong Kong yesterday morning, the plane arriving at 4.40am. By the time we went through customs, got all our luggage and headed out to the Central Bus Station, we got some coffee at a Caffe Nero and sat down. At this point, we had about an hour and a half before we could board the 7.10am coach back home, which we had booked beforehand. By the time we arrived, it was about 11am! Or a little earlier than that actually. A few days ago, it had snowed quite heavily so as a result, there was a lot of snow remaining meaning that we had to drag our luggage across much of it (not fun!) before we could locate our car and drive back home. I want to write about this experience whilst it is still fresh in my mind and still adjusting to UK everyday life again. I have been to Hong Kong many times, seeing as some of my family roots lie there – but …