I’ll just get straight to the point – Glossier isn’t just a brand. It is a lifestyle.
Some even compared it to Supreme; the brand does not sell just it’s products, it sells the “lifestyle” it’s wearer believes it provides. The same thing goes to Glossier I suppose.
Am I only swiping credit cards on glossier.com merely for the brand and it’s products? Or am I splashing cash for the lifestyle it’s been marketing?
“The ultimate cool girl”, that’s how it is often described by bloggers and makeup lovers on beauty forums. Some worship it, some loathe it. I can’t tell which one I am, so I guess I split right in the middle. There are days when I love it to death, feeling cool and thinking of it as the best beauty brand of our generation (it’s not, I’ll tell you why in a minute); and then there are days when I’d hate it – knowing I’ll never look as cool or as hip as any of the “Glossier Girls” they keep pushing on social media.
Continue reading “The Real G.” →
The most common thing in Australia in the health and beauty department is most definitely Pawpaw ointment. In case you have no idea what is pawpaw, it is simply papaya – it’s called pawpaw because that’s the sound the fruit makes when it falls from the tree, according to King Louie.
And who is King Louie?
If you’re really asking that then damn you gotta brush your up your Disney facts!
Continue reading “My Passport Stamp: Western Australia Part II” →
I’ve made a lot of mistakes in my life that I wish I could erase completely from my personal history book, and there are some mistakes that I could forgive myself for – and some that I couldn’t. The most recent mistake that I made, a purchase that should have never happened was me giving in to Lush when I was in the UK. I think this entry is going to be the most angry My Passport Stamp that I’ve ever written.
Lush is undeniably popular, I mean people rave about the brand all the time. On blogs, on Youtube, on Instagram….everywhere! For some reason, I’ve never been tempted enough to get some for myself when travelling outside of Malaysia over the last couple of years. But for no concrete reason at all, I found myself handing over British Pounds to the Lush salesgirl at Westfield Mall!
Continue reading “Lush wasn’t so luscious to me.” →