One small flaw meant imperfection, and to me, imperfection was a failure.
Like most girls, I dreamed about my own prince charming since forever.
It took me weeks to find the courage to talk about it.
He was a professional artist, and I was just an amateur. He'd make sure I remember that, all the time.
Nobody likes telling you, so I'm here to do the job.
Why have a traditional photoshoot when you can be Darth Vader?
I still can’t stop fantasizing about my dream wedding, even though I'm single right now.
It’s not easy to make a movie that the entire universe agrees is terrible, but these few seem to have done just that.
The double standards are out of control and I'm sick of it.
Facebook is ‘listening’ to us, in a way.
It puzzles me every time they say: “It’s Arab, so it must be Sunnah!”