Fahad Hussayn is one of the preferred bridal designers of Pakistan. Clearly, he has a lot of talent and each piece from his collection is reflective of a deep thought process and artistic acumen. Here are some pieces from his latest bridal collection- “Mussafyr”.
These pieces can be ordered through an appointment only at their couture office at their flagship store situated on M. M. Alam road , Lahore. For online orders and inquiries, please email at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Good day my lovely ladies.
Hope all of you are doing great. Here is a belated Eid-ul-Fitr Mubarak from me. I hope you had a lovely time with your friends and family. This was my first Eid with my in-laws after my marriage early this year. Ofcourse, there was lots of mehendi. <3
Everyone keeps asking me, how my FIRST EID was with my hubby and in-laws? And my answer was that it was pretty much the same, relatives coming over, us going to visit other people, the usual food, sheer khoorma and the like. Nothing really was different except that i was living in a different house now and well, hubby gave me Eidi. *YAY* ;)
I didn’t really DRESS UP for the occasion. I wore an off white khadi silk dress with light gota work in golden, light green and orange which was a part of my wedding trousseau. I wore minimal bangles, a ring and a watch. I wore medium sized flower studs in my ears and painted my toes red.
My dress style is minimalistic so i felt pretty comfortable with my choice. :)
Did you girls get mehendi as well? What were your dress choices? Let me know. :)
Things are not looking good. Dazed after sitting through three hours in a car stuck in a crazy traffic jam yesterday with the sun directly shining on my head. Feeling nauseous and dead tired in the night and being unable to do ibadat as i would have liked to. Getting up to go to work in the morning and finding no electricity. Walking down to the car and almost slipping. Saved myself but found my foot covered in slick, wet mud. Getting to work and getting a call from husband telling me that i have taken his keys instead of mine. Not my day. Not my week. Not the right ride side of the bed. And i have a feeling that this may just be the beginning. I don’t want to feel sorry for myself but i know i want my mommy and daddy.