Dear baby munchkin had his hair shaved already. Rahul looks really good bald, don’t you think?
Before.
After.
It’s a Chinese tradition as well as Indian to shave the baby’s head on or after the full moon. For the Chinese it signifies the shedding of birth hair (hair from the womb). The hair is then wrapped in a piece of red cloth and then sewed on the pillow to calm the baby. The later is rarely practiced today, although most baby still have their baby shaved because it’s common believe that the hair will grow more healthy and luscious after that.
Hindu tradition on the other hand dictates that shaving of the hair (during Mundana) signifies freedom from the undesirable past and moving into the bright future as well as stimulates proper growth of the brain and nerves.
Does the Malays and Western culture have such beliefs?
Here are some of the photos, i’ve taken of myself last night. I am really not a photogenic person… sigh… there goes my dream of being Malaysians Top Camwhorer champion.
All my photos looks horribly ugly, it doesn’t do me justice. I’m not super gorgeous but i’m not that ugly. I think. No one has regurgitated or fainted in horror by the sight of me. But why are photographs of me makes me looks like a 100 year old squinty eyed blob with a long history of obesity??
The only decent photos of myself is taken with me looking downward. So from now on i’m just going to take photos staring on the floor and if anybody ask, i’m just gonna pretend that i’m actually a very artsy person taking only artsy photos of myself.
Staring at the floor
Staring at the floor again
By the way, the bangs aren’t real – i pulled some of my hair from the back to the front. My hair is still short, a little above my shoulder and i tied it up into a ponytail. I think i look kinda good with bangs don’t you think so?
I rarely blog about cosmetics and beauty stuffs. That’s because i’m a lazy bum and i prefer spending a few more extra minutes in the morning, in bed. I suspect i’m a guy in my previous life. Well, Mr. Bf agrees with me… not about me being a lazy arse but about me being a guy…that’s saying a lot about his sexual preference haha. I’m joking honey.
Ok, i admit it’s like only once a month, a week during PMS that i’m super vain and would pester Mr.Bf about my weight, my hair, my skin. Then i’ll go on a crazy shopping spree coz i need some more dresses or skirts and other girly things that i’ll probably wear only twice before deciding that it’s too feminine for me.
Youtube and search for DIY beauty stuff too. Like these.
*goes into bimbo mode*
The bangs are amazing ain’t it?! It’s hot!
And the curls is like brazziliant! Like i wish my hair would grow longer… like right now coz it’s not long enough to curl! I mean like… bummer!
*goes off bimbo mode*
Like wtf.
And i’ll drive him crazy complaining about how my hair looks and how i need to get it straightened/curled/dyed, that i need a new look. Girls, don’t be shocked but that’s the only time of the month that i actually buff and polish my nails feverishly like a psychopath.
Other days i’m just plain lazy.
But recently i’m pretty obsessed with my face. Everytime i look into the mirror i see a new spot! I’m getting old wtf. And that stupid beautician in Hartamas made my acne worst. Stupid unprofessional b*atch. FFK queen, late for appointments, do your facial session but at the same time chit chatting on the phone and made my acne worst – now i have really bad scars! Those interested to know the name of the beauty parlor let me know. I will email to you. Don’t go there. I hope she goes bankrupt!
I’m not ever gonna trust that friend of mine. Thanks for recommending the worst place for facial wtf.
Fortunately another friend recommended a new place for my facial and i’m almost cured except for the scars. Now i’m using Dermalite products.
This is before i used Dermalite. Ok, not really coz it was 3x worst then this by the time i quit the previous salon.
Before
And this is after 2 session of facial at the new place within 2 months using Dermalite products. Taaa daaa!
After
The last facial i went to, Angela recommended something like an Oxygen mask. It was like pouring acid on to my face. I cried the whole 10mins the mask was on my face! Excruciatingly painful but it worked wonders :). Oi leng ng oi meng wtf.
Next step is to zap away the scars. Hopefully soon before Mr. Bf goes insane. Wtf. I’m not having PMS, i’m just having a quarter-life crisis.
