to all YUNA ZARAI lovers

As I was browsing facebook yesterday I saw Yuna's on the verge of launching a self titled album,  April 24th. I couldn't get myself to shut my mouth as I was looking at the way she draped her scarf.I'm literally still in (0o) how does she get it to stay that way. And her PINK LIPS........teeeeeheeeee, I want that as well. If you ask me this girls totally gorgeous without make up, but always managers to amplify her beauty with the way she drapes her scarf and that touch of coloured lips and extra eyeliner. If not for her music then her beauty makes you want to buy her albums alone. I decided to throw in some of my favorite Yuna outfits and maybe a song just to prove my theory :P. For those of you who still have no clue what so ever to who miss Yuna is......Yuna Zarai is a HIJAAB- wearing singer/ songwriter/ boutique owner from Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia thats signed up with the Fader label. Her boutique iamjetfuelshop is in Malaysia but.....no stress it does allow online buys on selected items.

                      
                          Cover of Yuna's self titled album                     (facebook)

                   

            

                                            NYFW, check out the leopard print socks!!!
          
          

          

                            

                             i am jet fuel shop summer/spring collection 2012

        
          

veilings of the indigenous

I'm finding myself with each day that passes becoming more and more vigorously in IN LOVE with art. I'm not an artist but I do so every now and then produce caricatures of acceptable quality either of  people that I've met along the way or people that I  feel that I've some connection with. That is basically the essence of art, a connection that allows you to appreciate the beauty of it. ANYWAY...
There's this little cafe within the hospital I'm studying at,  and within the cafe there's this man that sits and paints. I haven't been able to speak to him because I'm always in a hurry or I'm there when his not,  but I have been able to capture two paintings of his that I want with all of my heart.

Of the two, the second one is my favourite. The intensity of her eyes tells a story of its own, a story shes not willing to share. Maybe that of sorry and despair. The colours of her hijaab awww man and the way it's wrapped how can you not love it.