WHEN TWELVE YEAR OLDS TAKE LONDON

16 September 2017


I went to London. It was expensive and amazing and sunny and wet and I finally met Amber aka the girl I have probably known longer than any of my friends in real life (what friends? yeah yeah I know I don't have any otherwise I wouldn't be writing this I'd be living life to the fullest and going on road trips and travelling the world with them.) She looks even shorter in real life than on camera, she could definitely pass for a twelve year old and honestly she made me feel like I looked my age for once, I'm usually the twelve year old of the group.

attempting to art

09 July 2017


is actually harder than it looks? whenever i mentioned to anyone with vaguely traditional views on education that i was a (admittedly temporary) art student they'd either dismiss it as an easy option (if they were a fellow student), or wax lyrical about the benefits of doing a science related/vocational degree. but hey, guys, people everywhere who think art is an easy subject to study, it is not. 

I-Am-A-Normal-Nice-Muslim-Girl Club

16 June 2017


it's been a while, again. but no apology is going to grace the internet world because a. it's been so long people no longer read this so it'd be a waste of time, and b. i'm not sorry anyway. I always feel a mixture of emotions whenever I read someone else's internet apologies on a blog I love - not drawing a completely realistic analogy here as i'd rather not assume people love this blog either - call me a self-critic (and you're probably right). but I always wonder why. because yes, as a blogger your aim is to entertain/inform etc the people reading your blog but unless it's your job, why are you apologising for living your life?

sketchbook stories / chapter five

11 February 2017

it's been a while, for those of you who've actually realised the lack of my presence on here. I don't really have a reason other than I've been doing other things and trying to take a break from blogging to try and conjure up some motivation to carry on over here and not just abandon ship (I won't, I paid for this domain i'm not going to waste it!).

salt to the sea (ruta sepetys): book review

25 January 2017

some historical fiction novels are dense with research, overflowing with facts and names and the underlying sense of desperation running through the book, of: I did my research can you tell. yes you can tell. it’s there staring back at you within every page of carefully plucked details from the past. and I respect that – but sometimes it’s too much. writing good historical fiction is well-constructed research weaved so delicately between words that you don’t realise it is there – and that is exactly what ruta sepetys is so good at and why she consistently remains one of my favourite authors with every new book she writes: her novels are incredibly well-researched but still feel light and elegantly formed, salt to the sea is no different.

COLLECTIONS | 2016: SOCIAL MEDIA FAVOURITES

12 January 2017


i thought i could write this post in a professional tone except as i got further and further down my list of inspiring and creatively talented human beings my ability to english became less and less. have fun observing the slow breakdown of formality i just experienced. 'from literary correct dialogue to txt spk: hawwa's journey to fruition as an educated woman' should maybe/probably be the name of my future biography. who needs professionalism anyway.

Mine and Amber's Friendship: A History

07 January 2017

(amber titled this post in a grammatically incorrect way just to annoy me)
DISCLAIMER: I DID NOT WRITE ANY OF THIS I AM NOT ASSOCIATED IN ANY WAY.
*crashes in, smelling of bins and public toilets.* Hey kids, it's me, Hawwa. Who else would it be? This is my blog, after all. Sorry about the stench, I don't wash. Also I'm obsessed with Donald Trump's hair. Like, Does anyone know what hairspray he uses? (you know, you buy it for him - you're his PA aren't you?)

COLLECTIONS | 2016: highlights

01 January 2017


it's 1st january 2017. yep, i got the date right (i think? usually i don't know what day or time it is). 12 months have passed since i did my last relay of '2015 favourites' posts on my highlights; favourite photos and favourite books, favourite blog posts and instagram favourites. this year had a slightly different dynamic though, i feel like i have less to say because half of the year was taken up by extreme revision sessions (and by extreme i mean cramming around 20 years of history into my brain in one solid nine hour session at my desk) for my A Levels, summer was spent taking part in Ramadan and Eid, and from September onwards I was back to studying again and also working.