Detoxification

This blog post originates from a Twitter rant I posted earlier on today. The best thing I ever for myself did was take control of my life back in late 2016. I finally lost my weight (I put on 40 pounds during a rather dark period of my life), cleaned up my eating, escaped law…

Echoes of the Past: Part I {The Human Miracle}

by Ami J. Sanghvi History divulges itself eons after its initial births. These chunks of the past, sliced or whole, are found wedged between the pages of sooty, timeworn books, at the bases of battered crates, mobbed by our elders, and in waning, wrinkled photographs.  Every now and then, the past achieves the most remarkable magic trick…

My Rose;

Remember my good old semicolon tattoo that I got back in July 2015?  Well, it’s gone. Don’t worry, you guys — it’s not like I’m not aware that I’m still mentally ill.  I didn’t wake up yesterday morning and imagine that part of me away or anything.  It’ll probably always be there with me [because science, and…

My Semicolon (From July 1, 2015)

This piece was written on July 1, 2015, immediately after having my “semicolon” tattoo done; it was published on this website on July 16, 2018.

Hello, Harem Pants!

So, I kind of did a funny thing a few weeks back.  But for me to explain it to you (you probably won’t find it that funny, to be honest), I need to provide some light background. I traveled to India with the following game plan – hang out in New Delhi and its surrounding…

Stay Glam with Drugstore Makeup

“Wait, that’s all drugstore makeup?! I don’t believe you.” That’s the common, slightly disdainful, rather surprised-sounding question I frequently find directed at me by my stunning, Sephora-queen friends, accompanied by their utter disbelief. The answer to their inquiry, 9 times out of 10, is YES! This is all drugstore makeup! {Just to clarify, when I…

5 Ways MMA Has Impacted My Fashion and Beauty Choices

The saga of my MMA fight training continues. And let me tell you — man, do I love fight training.  It’s been glorious so far, and I’ve enjoyed each new skill I’ve learned, each opportunity to drill the same thing over and over again for the sake of gradual [but sure] improvement, the whole blood/sweat/tears…