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Medora Lipsticks Review — August 27, 2015

Medora Lipsticks Review

This is something new I wanted to try out. I know this blog mainly serves the purpose of venting and sharing my thoughts, but I also wanted to do reviews of certain products that I buy or share OOTDs. This is the first post that’s beauty/fashion related. Please let me know on what could be better in future reviews.

When I went to Pakistan, the one thing I really wanted besides the amazing food was a Medora lipstick. Medora has been around for such a long time. My mother received Medora lipsticks as part of her “beauty box” during her wedding. I saw reviews of Medora lipsticks online and thought they were wonderful. Being 21, I am just starting to get into the habit of wearing lipsticks. Now that my face has matured lipstick doesn’t make me look like a 12 year old playing dress up anymore haha.

In total, I bought 4 Medora lipsticks from a store near my nani’s house called Hydri Super Market. Each lipstick was 99 rupees, which roughly equates to about 99 cents! This means I got 4 amazing lipsticks in less than $5.

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While each box says “matte lipstick”, not all the shades are matte. The ones I bought were matte, but there was this one color that had flecks of glitter in it, but the lady at the counter was still saying it’s matte. I absolutely hate shimmer lipsticks, so I stuck on strictly matte rule. The four shades I bought were Demure, Hint of Pink, Coffee, and Rose Berry (see below).

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I love all four shades, but my favorite color has got to be Coffee. It looks so good on my skintone. It’s very similar to MAC’s Chili, but it’s slightly lighter with a more brownish tone. It’s a gorgeous shade of red. I like having dark lips, but I’m not entirely comfortable sporting bold shades. These lipsticks are perfect because I can add on or just apply one coat of lipstick and call it a day.

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The above picture is taken without flash. The shades (from left to right) are Hint of Pink, Demure, Rose Berry, and Coffee. They look different swatched on my hand, but when I wear them on my lips, it’s a completely different color. I think that’s due to the fact that my lips are naturally dark and pigmented. Another thing that’s great about these lipsticks is the fact that they work with Desi skintones. The biggest problem I have hear in America when buying lipsticks is finding a color with the right undertones to match and look good on my skin tone. It’s really hard to find lipsticks formulated to work well with yellow undertones, but these Medora ones are perfect.

These are all single coats. You can see how pigmented these lipsticks are. The only color I haven’t worn is Hint of Pink. My least favorite color is Demure because it looks like a weird bubblegum pink on my lips. Another problem I had was that one of the lipsticks was actually broken, so I had to go and exchange it. I don’t know if that’s common with Medora, but it’s the first time that’s ever happened to me with lipstick.

NOTE: I know I should show how these lipsticks look on my actual lips. I did intend to, but my camera battery died. I will try my best to show those swatches later, but no promises.

I wish I could have bought the entire collection they had at Hydri Super Market, but sadly I limited myself to only four. I also had a limited amount of money that night, so I had to divide it amongst the other things I bought from there.

TLDR;

Pros: Highly pigmented, works well with skin, stays on for at least 6 hours (that’s the longest I’ve worn it), inexpensive!!

Cons: Very strong waxy smell, packaging could use improvement, not creamy so need to wear chapstick underneath

Overall Rating:  4.5/5 stars

stars photo cred: https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b9/4.5_stars.svg

This was my first review, so please let me know in the comments what I did well and didn’t do well. I would love to hear feedback. Until then, au revoir. 

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Pakistan 2015 — August 21, 2015

Pakistan 2015

I have so many things to say about our trip to Pakistan this time. It was a whirlwind to say the least. Before I begin, there are some things I purchased from Pakistan which I wanted to write a review on (fragrances, lipsticks, etc). The problem is I decided against creating a new blog dedicated to fashion and the like. Well, long story short, I’m going to use this blog for more than just life updates. Anyway on to our Pakistan trip!

Our plane landed around iftar time. By the time we got done with immigration and got our luggage, it was exactly iftar time. The funniest thing was walking out of the airport and having our glasses immediately fog up due to the heat and humidity outside. We called my uncle to ask him where he was since no one was there to pick us up. Turns out they were all in the car. From the airport, our luggage went to my dadi’s house, and we went with my cousin to my aunt and uncle’s house since their daughter passed away the month before. Visiting their house left me feeling uneasy. It felt so empty without my cousin; she was so young and beautiful, but Allah takes away the ones near and dear to his heart soon. My aunt and parents were sobbing uncontrollably, and I just didn’t know what to do.

Coincidentally, the same night was chand raat. This meant Eid was the next day. Everyone was getting ready for Eid by going to beauty salons to get their mehndi, eyebrows, arms, etc done. There I was, going from house to house with my parents. From our tai ammi’s house, we went to my dadi’s house. Four of my dad’s brothers live there with their families, so we could easily meet everyone. We went to meet my cousins and uncle; their mother (and his wife) had passed away last October. More uncontrollable sobbing. This first day was very awkward for both me and my brother; it had been three years since we’d seen our family, so we didn’t even know what to do or say to them.

On Eid, we went over to my nani’s house and met with my mom’s brothers and their families. I refuse to talk about one of her brothers and his family. Nani and nana gave us Eidi, so did mamu and mami. Everyone kept giving us Eidi, it was great. My tai ammi held a fatiha on Eid day for her daughter, so after nani and nana’s house we spent the entire day there. At tai ammi’s house, I met tai ammi’s side of the family which included her sister, her sister in law, and her mother. They were all so warm and welcoming. I am so touched by the way they treated us. Her sister became my friend in a way. We were both laying down after a long, tiring Eid and just talking about stuff. Tai ammi’s mother was adorable. One of my older cousins (the jokester from here on out) kept joking around with my brother and me. He’s like “I’m going to talk to Eabad in English alone so that no one hears my terrible English.” Omg he was such a riot. Eid in Pakistan was wonderful and lovely. It was made even better due to the fact that we spent Eid with family. I wish it were possible to celebrate Eid in Pakistan every year.

The rest of our trip was a mix of shopping and visiting family. I stayed in my dadi’s house (for one day), nani’s house (majority), and tai ammi’s house (two days). We also attended a total of three weddings which was exhausting– one valima, one mehndi and barat, one nikkah. My uncle’s friend’s valima was held in a banquet hall (newly made full A/C halls in Pakistan). My second cousin’s mehndi and baraat were great, but I couldn’t see properly half the time since my contacts were with my tai ammi. The most important festivity though was my older cousin’s nikkah. He’s the oldest out of all our cousins on our dad’s side, and now he’s finally married. May Allah bless you and bhabhi with a happily married life.

The most important thing I got out of this trip was the nature of people. Yes, there are members of my family whom I refuse to talk to and want nothing to do with. There are members of my family who I can tolerate enough to pleasantly chat with them. And then there are members of my family who I absolutely love and would do anything for. These past few years the only reason I hated Pakistan was because I thought that the love present among our relationships had vanished. But that’s not the case. Only some people have forgotten the value of such relationships, but those who still love us and welcome us exist also. I should focus my time and effort into maintaining those relationships. If someone doesn’t want to talk to me or greet me properly, then screw them. There are other members of the family who love me and cherish the moments we spend together.

I can safely say, without regret, that I won’t mind going back to Pakistan. There are people I truly love back there, and I would do anything for them. I can safely say that I miss Pakistan and my family.