My strategy to constant updating of the blog now is going to be simple: I’m going to continuously microblog, mostly from my phone and putting words together about my daily look or OOTD. I’m going to call this new blog content ‘Plus Style On-the-Go’ – sharing my plus size style taken and written while I’m, well… on-the-go. Expect short and simple posting (except for this one, obviously) of me being your fat hijabi.
Allah really listens to me. He cares for me. He’s there for me. Now at my lowest, He knows what I exactly need, more than I will ever know myself. And He sent me my two most important people in the world – my parents.
Dammit. What. To. Write!!!
I’ve been staring on this page longer than I should. I’m not talking hours, but almost two-fucking-weeks. I have the tab open on draft mode for days, hoping to craft at least a paragraph out but still couldn’t. And I’m struggling to commit to this because I have better options than to actually sit down at Starbucks or any one of those hipster coffee places I choose to get caffeinated at.
Note: I’m going to be publishing some of the drafts I’ve kept in my Posts Dashboard, bit by bit. This is the first in series of my Plus Size Style #lateblog – collection of unpublished blog posts I’ve kept for almost a year. This post was first drafted around August 2014.
I was on the train to work when a corporate looking kakak in her mid-30s who stood next to me in the sardine-packed Kelana Jaya line coach asked a random question, “Pergi kelas ke?” (“Are you going to class?”)
It was a couple of years ago when I first came across Trendy Confessions‘ blog-shop and I couldn’t help but rejoiced over the idea of a Klang Valley-based independent plus size line, run by my fellow country-women, selling stylish plus size clothing for the underserved plus size ladies. At that moment, I find Trendy Confessions’ co-founders and sisters, Fong Jiar Yi and Fong Jiar Hwei a godsend to us and I still do, considering available shopping options for the stylish in us plus sizers are those UK brands selling sometimes poor quality clothing at high-street prices.
Here’s my first contribution to (possibly) the coolest culture and lifestyle site to ever come out of Kuala Lumpur this year, GUMBALLmag.com where I review one of my favorite records this year – the Saint Heron compilation from Solange Knowles’ record label Saint Records featuring acts like Kelela, Sampha, Iman Omari, Cassie and Solange herself, of course. Be that awesome you and check it out here.
Here’s an excerpt:
To me, Saint Heron also feels like a forbidden love affair. The kind you listen to on vinyl, with dimmed light and some candles – the ones with the exotic scent. It’s the kind of record you listen to with an eccentric company or two – or at least those who bring out the eccentricity in you. It’s fresh yet familiar, inviting, seductive and steamy at the same time. It’s rich and complete… with great sensory pleasure. The more I try to translate these emotional and personal connections that I have as a music fan and lover of R&B with Saint Heron, the more I choose not to reveal and to actually keep this affair to myself.
All my life I have been wanting to find comfort in this thing called romance. All my life I seek for it in conscience and in hope. I’m not too sure why but that comfort seems very unlikely to come by though romance keeps revisiting in different forms. I’m not too sure if it’s a curse or simply cause the time has yet to come but one thing I know for sure is I haven’t been lucky enough to be rewarded such comfort. Soon, I hope.