On this Mother’s Day I’d like to write a short passage for my mama. Since day one I’ve always been called a mini Nanette (that’s my mom’s name btw), and I’d become so happy whenever someone would call me that. My mother is the most beautiful, caring, compassionate, and innocent woman with the purest heart. She has taught me how to love, care, and enjoy life.
Since the day I was born, she has been nothing but selfless- Putting her four children and husband always before her own happiness. She has sacrificed her life in order to raise us properly, and has showed us compassion and the nurture of caring. I can’t remember a time in which I didn’t need my mama standing next to me. Through thick and thin, she’s been there. The things my mother has done for us throughout the years, I know for a fact, is not something many mothers would do.
She raised four children along with my father of course, but due to his work he wasn’t always capable of being around (he’s an amazing father, but you’ll know more about him on fathers day). She put her education on hold in order to raise us. As we got older she started working part time, and managed to work, cook, clean, and take care of us all at once- in my eyes I saw a Super Woman.
I want nothing but the best for my mama. I hope to always see her happy and smiling, because her laughter brings joy to me that is so contagious. I hope one day to be half the woman that she is, and I hope to at least be half of the mother she is to my future children. Life isn’t easy, but my mama has managed to help me get through it. She always listens, and genuinely cares about what I have to say. I honesty can’t picture my life without her, and I wouldn’t be the woman I am today if it wasn’t for her.
So on this lovely Mother’s Day, I want to thank you for everything you’ve done mamasitta! I really hope to make you proud one day, as proud as I am to have you as my mama. I adore you Nanette Hajj❤️
Okay so by the title, you’re probably assuming that you are going to read something dirty, but this is simply a rush to share with you my day- not to mention I typed this out already and it so kindly deleted! As I mentioned in my last post, now that the storm has passed, my objective is to be more productive with my days.
Today was a great start as every Monday started the same way it usually does with laundry and chores around the house. With that successfully done, it was time for my husband to come home and join me for a quick brunch before hitting the gym. For brunch I fixed us up a good omlette with some spices, spinach, tomatoes, cheese, turkey and on the side some of my speciality fresh mixed avocado. (All I have is the picture of the spinach as I was so hungry, I wasn’t able to catch a picture before my mouth devoured it)After eating that so fast, we let our bellies rest for about an hour before hitting the gym.
At the gym, I successfully felt like I completed a great workout. I will definitely share with you the steps if it gives great results. It was lower body day, so you can imagine how great it feels now to be laying in bed. After gymming (not sure if that’s a word but I will take it) my husband and I headed to wash my very dirty car then to my favorite sushi place: Ichiban! Dinner consisted of some sashimi, salad, and a miso soup. So delicious, it’s making me hungry!
The day didn’t stop there as we headed to our friendly 24 hour supermarket 😆. We were there till 10 pm about two hours- the trip was due and much needed! I can understand why my husband was so ready to leave though.
Back home, showered and all clean, I am honestly super happy with the results of today. I felt productive and accomplished and best of all it boosted my happiness. So if there is anything I can recommend to the women who share my life right now, keep busy as it makes you feel so happy!
Enough for now and time for me to get some shut eye! Bisous lovely people ❤
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More than a Best Friend
Freshman year, Spring semester, and I was taking a Sociology 101 course, to complete my credits for the year- As I’m sitting in the middle of the classroom, a guy walks right in.. all I can remember is realizing how tall he was, and how short I was. The semester went by, and we became acquainted, but not close friends. I remember thinking how annoying he was interrupting the class each lecture just so he could mess around. When midterms came around I found him lost, and not ready for the exam. Here, being the “Zeina” that I always am, I offered to help him study an hour before our midterm. He ended up getting a higher grade than me, and never let it go. As the years passed by, we stayed acquainted, but again not close friends. Little did I know that the guy who I quickly judged too fast and that I found to be so obnoxious and probably one of the biggest jerks attending AUB, would be the man who stole my heart away four years later.
Summer semester right before my Senior year, I found myself growing closer to him. We became very fond of each other. We sat every day in a coffee shop drinking coffee, smoking cigarettes, and talking (of course this was before my attempt to quit :p). He became a really good friend of mine that I found comfort and love in. As we got closer, we had these moments that couldn’t be explained. Something would happen that would confuse both of us, but we simply just started at each other or joked about it. I felt daily that I had this love towards him that was different than the rest of my friends. I cared for him in a way that I had never cared for anyone before. I was always worried about him and I wanted him to be the best that he could be. Everything about him affected me and I just wanted him happy, as happy as I wanted someone in my family.
I still remember one day when he came up to me, a little buzzed, telling me that I’m the one he wanted to marry-that regardless of our past, and whom we are with now, WE were going to end up together (Keep in mind I was dating someone else at the time). I remember that moment was one of the happiest moments of my life, even though I knew there could be a huge possibility of him just messing around with me. I still wanted to believe it.
I wanted to be that girl for him. I wanted him to know how much I loved him, but I was scared. I was scared of rejection, I was scared of religion getting in the way, and I was scared of getting hurt. I still remember him telling me how he knew I wasn’t in love with my boyfriend and how I just was more in love with the idea than the guy I was dating himself. At the moment, he cracked me. He figured something out that I wasn’t even aware of. This moment right there released so many ideas in my head, and allowed my feelings to start showing. I wanted to block everything, but at the same time I couldn’t anymore. I was exploding on the inside, and I was sad. I wanted to share with him how I felt, but at the same time, I wanted to know what my feeling were towards him.
But why him? Why did I feel this towards him? The most messed up part is that I was also dating. How could a guy get in my head this much? How could I think about him on a 24/7 basis, and I be dating someone at the same time?
Shortly, towards the end of the semester, I realized that I couldn’t hold my feelings in anymore, and all this confusion was driving me insane.
It takes guts spilling your heart out, and not knowing what the other person will respond or how they’ll react. At this moment this friendship was either going straight to the trash or things were going to work out. Telling him how I felt was probably one of the best, yet scariest decisions of my life. Even though calling him after finishing half a bottle of wine, wasn’t the most clever thing to do, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I’m so thankful, that I spilled my heart out to him on Christmas Eve. Even though things got a bit awkward after telling him, it still felt right. Nothing with him ever felt wrong. Every decision that I make with him, or just the fact knowing that he’s standing next to me, feels right. Is it possible to have such strong feelings towards someone? Is it possible to love every single thing about him, even his flaws and imperfections.
In my eyes, he’s perfect. He’s mine. He flipped my world upside down. He brought me back to life (as cheesy as that sounds), and helped my personality grow. He revealed the real version of me who had been in hiding for so long. For the first time in my life I had been fixed and healed, instead of trying to fix or help someone else. He got the real me, which is something not a lot of people see, and he became family, which is very important to me.
Having a best friends is one thing, but dating your best friend is a whole other level of happiness.
Dating your best friend allows you to grow, and to be yourself at the same time. I became the happiest woman alive, and all thanks to the joy that he puts in my life. He helps me grow and become a better person, as well as focus and start thinking of my future. I was always so scared of the future, always wanting one, but I always felt pressured to have it. With him, it’s different. This is something I want. This is something I need, daily. Someone, whom I know that for the rest of my life, I never want to let go. I don’t know where the future will take us, but as long as he’s by my side, I think we will be okay.
March is just full of it-in a good way of course! It’s a time when we are coming out of the winter blues and sensing in to the beautiful notes of Spring and Summer. The weather starts being bipolar as the Winter cold fights the Summer heat, but who is Winter to stand in the way of Summer?
Thinking of all the things that are about to happen this month, makes it very exciting to look forward to. Beside the fact that I am still stuck in the suburbs and living in the North which still carries its occasional coldness, I have started to take on projects to excite me for the upcoming warmth. So today, officially, I planned on starting my workout routine. My attempt last time miserably failed as I started cooking and could not escape the taste of homemade Tikka Masala. Yet as they say, today is a new day, and today I plan on giving myself a push to overcome the impossible.
Along with the push to change my gym habits, I have also been working heavily on this blog in terms of research and creating interesting content for readers to follow. This month will launch the change of writers and a peak into different views from different generations.
Aside the personal stuff going on, it’s also Women’s History Month, which means it’s a time to look back in the past, present, and future and admire the women who have shaped the world that we live in today- not to mention, back at home in Lebanon, it’s also Mother’s Day later this month.
And how could I forget (of course I didn’t forget :p), it’s also my birthday month! Starting this month, yesterday, was my father’s birthday, so that was a sweet start, and now I only plan to keep making it sweeter with new projects along the way and my birthday.
For me, I am a big believer that sunny weather puts me in a different state of mind, so I can only hope the clouds will go way, so I can really start focusing on what needs to be done.
So enough for today, but tomorrow, I will be sharing with you another recipe! Stay tuned and bisous to all ❤
The Way it’s Going to Work
Saturdays are a time to relax, to think about some things, and to turn your dreams into a reality. It’s really a time to get the ball going, and to do so, I reached out for a little help. This help is going to make things a little bit more exciting around here!
That said, I need to explain a little what this blog is going to consist of. So at first, I thought it would be interesting to put my life on the line and to share some of the personal stuff that interest me: food, fashion, movies, etc., and that’s eventually, how I came up with the title of Neglichic- So what does that mean exactly? Well for starters, chic is defined in the dictionary as “stylishness and elegance, typically of a specified kind.” I like to say that my style, whether it has to do with fashion, food, or really anything, is different but at the same time very chic- So I knew this had to be part of the title. Then the “Negli” part deriving from the French word négliger which basically means to neglect something or to fail to do, appeared to be the perfect word. In order to create your own style of chic, one has to just believe in their own style and be indifferent in regards to the criticism.
There are people in life that are always going to try to tell you that the way you are doing something is wrong, and to over come that way of life, is to neglect their beliefs, and trust yourself- to négliger their ways of life and to follow your own. So this blog wants to push a certain “chic” way of life that will inspire women in so many different ways. Get it? Neglichic 😉
But within the three days, I discovered that there is more to this life than just me. So, soon you will start being introduced to different writers who will share their “Neglichic” way to life! I can’t wait for you to see the content that will unravel, but I can assure you, it will be interesting and worth checking out!
Hold on folks, the ride will soon be ready to begin!
PS. My name is Tanya Hajj, and I know we haven’t gotten the chance to truly meet, but I will tell you more about myself soon. At least I’m letting you into my life :p – Just kidding, but since we will be having more writers, I will soon tell you a bit more of who I am!
Birthdays have mixed feelings for everyone- Some people love it, and some people really hate it. For me they are a special day to celebrate life, and the accomplishment of surviving all the troubles of the year before. So basically, I try to really go all out for birthdays!
Today, was my husband’s birthday! It’s weird for me to say that considering I still feel that at times we are just boyfriend/girlfriend… the word husband/wife sounds to grown up for me (a bit too serious :p ). But back to what I was saying, I really wanted to go all out for him, especially since it was his first birthday with us living together.
So I got some lights, candles, roses, balloons and made a lot of food- his favorites of course. For starters, I made some spinach and artichoke dip, mozzarella with basil and pesto, mini hotdogs wrapped in pillsbury croissant dough (which btw is so delicious and quick to make) and for the main dish, mushroom Alfredo with tortellini pasta! Oh, and of course a cake which consisted of larger sized Mont Blanc using the chestnut cream I made from the night before.
So with the romantic set up and his face all lit up, I have to say it was all worth it! Tiring, yes, but definitely worth it. And it reminded of me those days that our parents used to throw us big birthday parties where the experience brightened our day more than the presents-not to say that presents weren’t awesome.
As I get older ,with the years passing by, I am starting to realize what is important in life. Love is created through these types of moments that you share with loved ones, and these are the moments that truly last a lifetime.
So for those of you who are worried about what to buy your loved ones the next time a birthday comes around, just think about the experience that you can create for them to make them truly feel special. Their reactions and expressions will definitely be worth the time and energy spent.
On a final note- I want to wish my amazing husband a happy happy birthday.
Oh and PS- I will definitely be sharing some recipes tomorrow incase you want to try any of them! And to catch the day live, follow me on instagram at tanyahajj.
So I decided, I have to start somewhere- I have always been reached out to write things or correct certain phrases for friends and family, but never thought about writing something a little bit more personal. Recently I have spent my days watching different TV shows and realizing that a part of me in this new life is somewhat missing – Don’t get me wrong, and let me explain. I have recently been married, recently graduated from a Masters’ degree in Fashion in Paris, and recently moved to Buffalo, New York- so in other words, recently a lot of new changes.
Change is not necessarily a bad thing, but it allows you to discover new things about yourself that didn’t exist before. Living in Paris last year, I was so occupied with my program that I didn’t develop certain parts of me- I did develop the fashion aspect of course, but having this free time now, has developed more parts of me that I wouldn’t have been able to in my busy schedule before.
So to get the point, which sometimes I never get to and just ramble on, I wanted to start this lifestyle blog to inspire women out there who recently have experienced a change in their life and to motivate them to keep pushing towards their dreams. Mine has always been something relating to fashion and more recently food. Who doesn’t love food? Right?
So stay tuned and see that no matter where you are, and no matter how many changes can come your way at once, life always has some plan for you to shine!
Now, it’s time for me to get back to my creme de marron- need to have it ready for tomorrow!