Wednesday, February 3, 2016

P.A.C makeup brushes review!!!

I was searching for some affordable makeup brushes on Amazon, like any other girl, and I came across P.A.C. makeup brushes. This brand was completely new to me but the pictures of the brushes looked really nice. Now I have been fooled by pictures on Amazon several times but somehow I thought of giving these brushes a chance.

Boy o boy did I make the right choice. I bought 4 brushes and I have been hooked ever since they reached me. These brushes are very comparable to the high end makeup brushes by MAC or Sigma but the best part about them is they are affordable. I have also done a very in depth video on my channel on youtube about them at youtube.com/lizziepriyam

These are the following P.A.C brushes that I bought

1. P.A.C. 036
This is a face brush. You can use it to set your under eye concealer. When I saw it first I thought it is an eye brush but it is too big for an eye brush. So I went online and did some research and found out that this is used for setting under eye concealer.  The quality is amazing and is very soft.
PAC 036
2. P.A.C. 281
This is again a face brush. As you can see it is a round kabuki brush to apply foundation. The brush is very soft and very thick. I used it to apply foundation and it gives a perfect airbrush finish to your makeup.
PAC 281
3. P.A.C. 335
Yet another face brush. This is a big powder brush. Very soft and very fluffy. This is my absolute favourite and I use it to set my foundation with a powder.
PAC 335
4. P.A.C. 371
This is an eye brush. This is a angular brush which you can use for applying eyeliner or use it to fill in your brows. I am using it for my brows because it is too big for eyeliner.

PAC 371

I am definitely going to try more of the companies brushes and I give all of them a 10/10 points. The next brush which I am excited to try out is their fan brush for highlights.

Saturday, November 14, 2015

No one deserves an evening of terror

I belong to a middle class family. I am myself a middle class girl living in Mumbai with countless dreams and hopes. The biggest dream I have is to get a little more success or in simple terms a little more money so that I can live my life properly. This is true with all the middle class families. 

I have seen my father working his ass off for approximately 40 years so that he can provide for his family and send his daughter to college. The middle class is always very scared. Scared of losing their jobs, scared of getting a disease which would rob them of all their savings, scared of the society's pressure to portray a perfect family, to send their children abroad for studying, to have a big expensive wedding of their children and lastly they are scared of everything else. 

A typical middle class husband wakes up on a Monday morning, his only concern is to get to office at the right time. His wife's concern is to make a healthy lunch for her husband and get their children to school. After travelling by busses and trains the husband reaches office already tired. He starts his day with a yawn and a prayer for a quiet day. His wife at home is alone, watches TV, gossips with her friends and does some household work to keep the house clean. The husband comes back home in the evening and proposes to take his wife out for dinner.

They both are sitting at a very fine restaurant, enjoying the meal when suddenly they hear gunshots. Gunshots coming towards the restaurant and they pray for their lives. They pray so that they can live to see their baby whom they have left at a friend's place, live to see Tuesday morning so that the husband can go for work and the wife can take care of the house, live to see all things that scares a middle class family on top of some terrorists trying to kill people without any reason. 

This family has done nothing wrong. They have never missed to pay their taxes, they have never missed a single election to vote, they don't smoke or drink, they pay their rents regularly and they do everything else right. But then why are they laying down on the restaurant floor wishing to live another day? What have they done to the terrorists? What have they done to anyone to deserve this horrific night that would haunt them for the rest of their lives? 

I, a middle class woman, am sick of these terror attacks. We just wait for the government to take actions but I have hardly seen any politicians getting massacred by terror groups. All I see is the guy who has done absolutely nothing dies for absolutely no reason. Every time there is a terror attack somewhere, the news channel gets something to show and the whole world thanks god that this time it was not them. I also said thanked god that it was not in Mumbai but somewhere else. 

I feel for the people of France. They deserved to see such a horrible evening. I have a simple solution to give to these terrorists. Instead of attacking people if they start good education and start building their country, they have the potential to become even bigger than America or China. I feel success is the biggest revenge and they can use their intelligence to improve the standard of living instead of killing hundreds of people. 

Just a suggestion... 


Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Nagpur Diaries - 2

I can safely say that the heat is getting on my nerves now. The mornings are tolerable but the evenings are the worst. Nagpur is too hot for me and it is just my second day here.

I have come to teach in a school in Nagpur and there are teachers who are not only from the same school but also from neighbouring school. This is an initiative of CBSE to develop the faculty's knowledge. I really admire the men is to women ratio in my class. It is almost 50:50. 18 female teachers and 16 male teachers. This is a proof that we are disproving the stereotype that usually women go for teaching job.

The teachers are all teaching computer science. The 50% male and 50% female ratio breaks another stereotype that men are better in computers than women. There are no bounds to what us women can achieve and it is very commendable to note how far we have come in the 21st century. Nagpur is not a big city in India and these kind of ratios give us high hopes for the women of our country.

I always like to teach females more than males not because I am biased but because females are much easier to handle when it comes to controlling 34 adults. I am much younger to most of the participants here and hence sometimes it becomes an ego hassle with the male teachers to cooperate with me.

I always have some favourite teachers in classes and this time too I have one. She is my favourite teacher because she has the eagerness to learn and enthusiasm for life. She has recently given birth and how I know this is from the wet patch on her clothes over her breasts. I feel it requires a lot of courage to come back to work so quickly after child birth that your breast can't stop leaking fluids. I feel she has to be given a prize or something as I can never imagine doing something like that myself.

Kudos to her...I am feeling very proud to be a women today...

Monday, August 24, 2015

Nagpur diaries -1

When I started my day in Nagpur today, I thought what a pleasant climate this city has. But as it is going towards the end of the day, it is getting hotter and hotter. It is rainy season and there is no sign of rains at all. 

I have come to teach in a school called Bhavan's B.P. Vidya Mandir. It is quite a respectable school established in 1995 if I remember. I have come here as a trainer from Oracle to teach SQL to teachers from schools, in and around Nagpur. As I am the trainer, I am being treated as a royalty. 

The day started with a small inauguration function and the chief guest was HOD computer science of Ramdeobaba college of engineering, a trustee of the school and me. I always feel very shy in these kind of situations. I especially feel shy when I am asked to light the traditional lamp. It is by far the most awkward moment one can be in. You have to not only light the lamp but also pose appropriately for the camera and also clap appropriately when someone else is doing the deed. 

When I was a student I used to get so bored in these functions. And now as an adult ( although I don't feel adult at all) I have to be a part of the programme and also perform impromptu speaking in front of at least 40 people. The first time I had to speak was probably the most difficult one and I had a long speech prepared for the occasion. Since then I have become a pro and can give a speech any time I want. 

I always try to keep the speeches short and also entertaining. I don't like to bore people and try very hard to be sarcastically funny. Funny comes easy to me and today also I proved to be effective and at the same time be funny. Suddenly I sound like I am trying to impress someone. 

After the speeches were over, all the guests were given bouquets. The receiving and smiling at the camera while getting the bouquet is fun but what do you do with it as soon as you sit down. The bouquet was so large that it was covering me up completely. Thank goodness for Vice Principal who rescued my face by taking the flowers away and letting the photographer get some more clicks of my pretty face. 

Today's class has been quite successful. 4 more days to go. I hope me and the 34 others learning from me will survive this training and come out with flying colours,

Sunday, August 23, 2015

My Airport Experience

I might have mentioned it earlier that I am a keen observer of human behaviour, so today I thought of sharing my observations of people in an airport. Why today of all day you ask? Because, today I flew to Nagpur from Mumbai in Jet Airways ( a big shout out to my favourite airlines).

The first thing you will notice outside the airport are people who are travelling somewhere and people who have come to drop someone travelling somewhere. You can quickly distinguish between a frequent traveller and a not so frequent traveller. Frequent traveller usually take taxis to the airport as opposed to the others whose entire family come to the airport to see them off.

There is another difference between the two and that is the size of the luggage. Frequent travellers are usually going on a business trip and don't carry unnecessary luggages. They also always web check-in so that they don't have to wait in long lines for the luggage check-in. I too am a frequent flyer but I hate to carry my luggage with me to the cabin. It's because I can never decide how many clothes to carry and I always end up carrying more than I should and need and hence I am always way above the permissible weight allowed for cabin luggage.

Although I am bad at packing but I am not as bad as the non frequent flying families. I always try to avoid families in the airport, especially the one which has more than 5 members in their pack. They always have the most number of luggages as if they are moving altogether and always fight with the poor people working for the airlines when their luggage exceeds the maximum carrying capacity. When the luggage is too heavy, this means they have to pay for the extra weight, which means that they would do either of the two things. Some would just pay and these are the wealthy people and some would try to reduce the weight of the suitcase by taking their clothes out so that they wouldn't have to pay never mind the long line of frustrated people waiting for their turn.

Then another difference is the way these two act at the security check-in. Frequent flyers know their way and will never have any problem with the CISF officers. The non frequent flyer is always carrying something in their hand luggage which is not allowed in the cabin like scissors or a big bottle of water. Once I had seen a lady carrying 5 bottles of water in her purse. I am sure she must be really thirsty or probably didn't trust the water at 39,000 feet high.

After the security check-in is over, you will find the frequent flyers always hanging around the gate of their flight and they would also be the first in line to get in the flight. On the other hand, the non frequent flyers are always busy shopping or eating at the terminal. They get so engrossed in other activities that they some time miss their flights.

Once inside the flight the frequent flyers start asking for water, pillow, blanket or checking in their jackets or pushing their seats behind . Never mind the others who are trying to find their seats through the narrow aisles of the flight, dodging the flight attendants who are trying to fulfil all the wishes of the pretentious frequent flyers. The non frequent flyers are not as bad. They don't move a muscle once they are in their seat as they are very shy of the pretty air hostesses and try very hard not to make a fool of themselves in front of them.

Holly Cow!!! This small blog is slowly turning into a book. I guess I will write a sequel to this blog sharing how people act inside a flight. Ciao!!!






Monday, August 17, 2015

Blow a kiss, fire a gun...

I love watching videos on YouTube and it is kind of a dream of mine to be one of the famous youtubers. Today I cam across a Buzz Fee video on Indians reacting to American Pop Culture Stereotypes. Click on the link below to go to the video. Make sure you also give a thumbs up to them as they post some really good stuff.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ul2iNPfVsYQ

Although I found this video to be very funny but I rather like the videos where an American is reacting/trying out Indian stuff. 

In the above video I heard the song Major Lazer & DJ Snake - Lean On (feat MO) again I am pasting the video to their official music video, if you already have not seen it. 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YqeW9_5kURI

The music video blew my mind. As an Indian I am very used to watching colourful dancers doing the so called Bollywood movies in a cheesy way, always in a park or sometimes in a beach. But it was a whole lot of fun to watch the Americans dancing the same way on an English song. Although, in the Buzz Feed video the people are criticizing the way Americans look at Indians but I think we should take it as a joke and a very fun video that we can enjoy watching. 

I didn't feel insulted or feel that they were trying to make fun of my culture. Maybe you need to keep a more broad minded approach. My policy is that you should always learn to laugh at yourself first. I love the dance steps and also the horses in the background. I really hope to get to see more such videos on Indian cultures and hope they are done by some awkward Americans. 




Thursday, August 13, 2015

Shared Auto-Rickshaws....

I am a very keen observer of the human behaviour. I like to look at people and that is my favourite pass time whenever I am travelling alone. Today what caught my attention was, shared auto riders.

The shared auto-rickshaws are basically three people sharing the same auto to go to a common destination. I feel the concept of the shared auto-rickshaw is a very intelligent one. Mumbai is a very densely populated city and the number of public transport doesn't match or even come close to the population. That is why you would see people hanging from trains and buses to reach there destination, by hook or by risking their lives.

Coming back to why shared auto-rickshaws caught my attention was this, when someone steps on to our personal space we usually get really closed up or we start backing off from the person to get our space back. This theory doesn't apply when you are sitting close to each other in an auto, so close that part of your arms and legs are touching the other person and it doesn't bother us. It doesn't bother us that we don't even know the person sitting so close that he might as well can feel your pulse. It sounds intimate but it is not even close.

The people who are you are sharing your personal space is usually a middle aged woman with attitude problem or a middle aged man with a stinky sweat problem or a young petite girl who gets squeezed between other fellow passengers or generally a young guy with a backpack and loads of dreams in his eyes continuously looking at the cars passing him by.

The sitting so close to one another in such a small and confined space is really strange to me. Does it make the journey easier because all of them are strangers? Would it have been any different if they were acquaintances? I can't help but wonder.

Some times the auto stops working and all the three are then asked to de board the auto and stand on the side of the road awkwardly as the autowala tries to fix the problem. This situation is even worse than sitting next to each other. This situation involves eye contact with the other passengers and also a lot of coaxing to the autowala to fix the vehicle sooner so that the passengers can sit with each other.

There is always a big sigh of relief when the autowala successfully solves the problem with his vehicle. But god forbids if he is not able to, then the passengers starts looking for another auto, another set of strangers to share the space with till they reach the destination.

As soon as they reach the destination, the passengers never bid good bye or even look back at the people they were travelling with in such close proximity. They move on with their lives until the next ride. I wonder after they have reached the destination do they ever think about each other?