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2015 would make the 10th year (Holy Mackerel!!) that I have worked since I finished my studies. And in all that 10 years I have undergone many, and I mean MANY ups and downs in my career.

Some might say I haven't had much luck since I started, what with uncertainty on what I want to do and be, to undergoing business foreclosure, to unexpected retrenchment, to changing jobs in between, to mental and emotional abuse by a superior; I reckon it's quite a colourful history that I've got going for myself. And while some people would try their damnedest to hide it, what I prefer to do is learn and grow from the experience, and if need be (without sounding self-righteous about it) share it to help others deal with similar scenarios.

You would think that after 10 years though that I would have seen just about everything the vicious Corporate working world could be. But trust me when I say that there's still so much in store, I haven't even begun to scratch the surface. I suppose I am fortunate in the sense that I was exposed to the ugly truth so early in my career, forcing me to remove some naivete or ideologies that I have of the perfect world, making me stronger to soldier on.

In fact, out of all these experiences, I discovered a lot more of myself and Alhamdulillah managed to bring myself closer to the Divine and Almighty Allah s.w.t, Insya Allah. As a result of that, I tend to look at things on a bigger picture view and have stronger belief that Rezeki is Allah's right to grant to us, and we have to earn it with effort and prayers.

But my past working experiences, whether good or bad, is not the end all and be all of this post. No, no, not by a long shot!

See, the thing is, while I love being a HR practitioner (yes, I'm in Human Resources), I also developed a passion for makeup artistry along the way. I tell ya, I have many interests; i.e. music, singing, dancing, writing... but never had it so passionate enough to capitalise on it. I love music but can't read a single note. I love singing but I get so nervous that I croak! I love dancing but could only pretty much dance well in my head. And I love writing but... words elude me. But makeup is a passion that others could benefit from too.

I was never one to wear a lot of makeup, simply because I had no clue how to put it on. But I always did have a major fascination when I used to watch my Mum put her makeup on in the mornings before going to work. Such elegance, such grace. Then the appreciation for makeup just grew when I started watching YouTube videos in 2007. I had worked for 2 years then and I tended to neglect my makeup for work because I had no time in the mornings. I always thought it is just so tedious and time consuming so I looked for videos where the makeup application was fast and easy.

What started out as looking for fast ways to put on makeup, blossomed to understanding makeup application techniques, to product understanding. Before long, I was using Buffy as my test subject aside from using my own face as a canvas.

Fast forward to a few years later, while I did have a couple or so years of hiatus from holding a brush against someone else's face, it officially restarted in 2014 when I did my cousin's wife's wedding makeup, followed by a friend's wedding makeup, and then a few makeup for dinners and wedding guests, and then it just grew from there. Then 2015 came and I just had to take the plunge. And so "ZiMagicTouch" was born! The name was coined initially as a joke by an ex-colleague of mine who I was mucking around with makeup with. And it just kinda stuck. I now have Instagram and Twitter with the same handle and get this, even hashtag with it. Next would be to create a Facebook page and fingers crossed this will be my next endeavour or perhaps back up plan!

So there you have it. Aside from my job, which I enjoy mostly, I now have a little side business with potential income and I love doing it, which is an added bonus! =)


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