Author: Sheela Goh

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My Story

Houston, It’s Been Quite The Ride   As some of you already know, I come from Kuching, the capital city of Sarawak in East Malaysia, and that I took off when I was 22 years old. A little while ago, the Editor-in-Chief of KINO (Kuching In And Out) approached me, asking if I’d be interested to contribute to their column, Ex-CAT which is a monthly, featuring bylines from Kuchingites who are either still living abroad or have spent many years outside of the country. Naturally, I was delighted, and now that the story’s out, I wanted to share it with you :) I left Kuching in 1995, on my father’s birthday, to be precise. I was incredibly sad and scared, and excited and exhilarated. On one hand, I was leaving the safety net of my parents and the home I’d known for over two decades. But on the other hand, I couldn’t wait to go. I felt stifled, like a stranger in my own hometown, and in my heart, I knew that leaving was the …

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Everything’s Just Peachy

I’m writing this post from my room at the Hilton Manhattan East. I’ve just had a productive (if somewhat IT and gadget-challenging day) and feeling alright with the universe. It does make me think though, how things would be if the world weren’t running quite as efficiently. Imagining the chaos an absence of connectivity would create. The absolute discord in our lives should technology no longer exist. Good lord, I’m already quacking. So my tale of tech (or the lack thereof) has absolutely nothing to do with what I’m wearing and I’d be a fool to attempt creating any kind of a link so I shan’t :) I can honestly say, though, that I’ve been dying to wear something off-the-shoulder for a bit now therefore unearthing this peach top in my closet was truly like manna from heaven. I kept the accoutrements within the same palette, topped with some black for contrast. My love for plaid knows no boundaries and continues unabated with this striking leather piece from Zara. And a new obsession for sunnies …

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Woman In White

I’m not sure how I feel about this outfit. On one hand, I love the crisp feel of a white shift paired with pops of colour. And on the other hand, shapeless garments aren’t precisely the best option for my current steroid-pumped state. I did, however, have loads oodles and doodles (and noodles) of fun posing for this post. I felt pumped and stoked. I suppose, then, that I do actually quite like this ensemble. And, why yes, this was what I wore on Independence Day. Hear me out though. I do think this isn’t too in-your-face-screaming-colours-of-the-flag and could easily pass off as a regular ensemble. I finally remembered to wear my brand new White Snakeskin Cuff, with a very special Honeycomb motif. Is it not just glorious? And a picture perfect pristine traffic-stopper in its own right which is the reason why it’s the only accoutrement I chose for my wrist this time around. Lipstick is Barbeque from the MAC Toledo line. And this clutch here, it’s SO beautiful and bold and blue. Snakeskin …

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Keeping It In Clutch Mode: A Giveaway

Once upon a time, clutches and I, we did not get along. There was no connection. No bond. No love. I found them cumbersome and restrictive. They found me far too straitlaced to do them justice and that was perfectly fine by me. I was used to have little shoulder bags that allowed me freedom and range of motion. Call it a byproduct of parenting, if you will. Then my man bought me my very first clutch and I fell head over heels in love. He couldn’t have picked a better first than this glorious piece from Zara (please forgive me for the poor quality of this picture, at the time I was still learning how to use my iPhone as a camera). It spoke to me on every possible level from colour to size to message, and remains a firm fave to this day :) since then, I’ve amassed a few. Rebecca Minkoff (it’s autographed too, beneath the flap, I’m such a groupie) Leather, Sequins & Tassel (from ellebee206) Boohoo.com (this website is full …

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Friday Picks: Orange Lipsticks

When it comes to lipstick colours, Pink is my Nude. It’s my go-to colour for most occasions. I tend to paint it red when I’m intending to paint the town red ergo the connection. Corals and Oranges, however, are foreign territory to me. I associate those two shades with being in limbo where colour is concerned because they’re neither quite here nor quite there. Does that make sense? Given all that, it’s Summer. It’s Resort Wear season. That time of the year when Oranges and Corals dominate alongside Reds, both in terms of outfits as well as accessories and all the other necessary accoutrements which make up a successful outfit. I was, therefore, determined to give the zesty hues a go. All things said and done, thanks to the rain finally stopping (yes, Texas, it’s Summer, when the sun shines?), I’ve been able to enjoy some pool time and acquire a slight tan which I adore but, in the context of finding that right dollop of Orange, has proved rather challenging. Why is that, you …

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Because I’ve Been A Fake & In Other News, Lace Is My Summer Must-Have

I owe each and every single one of you an apology. I really do.   Of late, I’ve fallen out of love with clothes and styling myself, and it’s shown in the way I’ve thrown things together. There’s been an absolute lack of creativity and passion in the outfits I’ve worn. Nothing looks effortless (save maybe that red dress), and I’m nowhere near enjoying myself. Life has taken a huge toll and you’ve been paying the price for that. You shouldn’t need to and for that, I am really really sorry. No matter what’s been going on in my personal life, fashion and clothes should always be a form of stress relief. A detox, if you like. Something I do to maintain my sanity and have fun. Always with loads of fun. When the fun is no longer apparent, that’s when I know I need to step away and re-evaluate. Which is precisely what I did and it, in turn, led me to come to the conclusion that I’ve been shortchanging you. I’ve been faking …

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My Week On Instagram

So it’s been quite the food-filled week with Father’s Day on the 21st as well as my husband taking me out for a lunch date on Friday. We try to do that every fortnight or so, give or take, more or less. In addition, we had yet another tropical storm alert, this time for Bill. And although no arks were ultimately needed, it made for a very wet and gloomy time. Here’s the calm before the storm. We all tried to enjoy the pool as much as possible leading up to Bill’s arrival. The Hibiscuses endured and prevailed. Alleluia. Because it was raining for the most part, we stayed indoors and I finally got around to opening my mountain of boxes/mail. This delightfully cheeky number is my Ipsy Glambag for May. Yes, May, and yes, my head is thus hung in shame. The weather cleared just in time for the weekend so we watched Inside Out in 3D. It wasn’t too shabby. For Father’s Day, we treated the man of the hour to crepes. Beautifully …

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Of Chocolates, Cookies & Candies

The Internet is one crazy playground. Not only are retail fixes mere clicks away (poor wallets) and infinite information within one’s grasp, the world wide web with its vast expanse and reach is quite likely also the most efficient enabler when it comes to reconnecting one with one’s past. As it did in the case of Marlene and me. You see, Marlene was my classmate for the most part of (our Malaysian equivalent of) elementary as well as high schools. At the time, we weren’t particularly close. I was intimidated by her confidence and gungho personality while she, well, let’s just say I was neither the easiest nor nicest person to get to know. In fact, I’ve been told I was quite the snotty bitch brat back then (not by Marlene, of course). Suffice to say, we had our individual cliques and that was that. Years later, as in two years ago, I stumbled upon her super duper oh so fabulous blog, Chocolates Cookies & Candies and immediately reached out to Marlene whom, by this …

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The Fab 40s In Lace

Am I the only woman in the world who doesn’t own a single item of White (or Cream) Lace. I mean, I thought I did, but apparently I didn’t. Or so it appeared at the very beginning.   You can, therefore, imagine my consternation when the deadline for The Fab 40s series drew close (as in the day before) and I hadn’t gotten my act outfit together. Naturally, I went into panic mode. What’s a woman to do? Rummage. That’s what. And rummage I did until I found this charming little Lace Top, in white, with a beautifully beaded collar. Success. Yes, I do smile. Sometimes. My second pair of Joggers, also from Forever 21. It seemed the perfect complementary piece to the intricacy (and somewhat busy details) of that Lace top. And by the by, I’ve been dying to wear those heels for the longest time. Snakeskin Ring is from Karla Deras while Snakeskin Cuff is from Unearthed on Etsy. I have a thing for exotic skins, if you haven’t noticed that by now. …

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My 5 Days Of Not Wearing Any Denim

As in, five days, five outfits, zero jeans. A la the Man Repeller herself.   Snide (but oh so witty) content aside, I’ve had a steadfast adoration for Leandra Medine since 2010 when the anti-feminism Queen of Rock herself, Courtney Love, texted me saying I had to Google this person, to read her blog, that the Man Repeller (MR) was f****** amazing. Usually, though, in true speaking-through-a-somewhat-hazy-frame-of-mind fashion (I love you, Court), CLove’s “you must check this person out” commands don’t exactly actualise into someone of as high calibre as she inferrs. Not so in the instance of the MR, I happily concluded. As one of the 929k who religiously stalks watches her every Instagram move, when she announced a week long hiatus from denim and asked if anyone else was game, I was DEFINITELY in for the challenge. After all, I don’t do denim very often, to begin with. I mean, have you sighted any of that warp-faced twill textile here on the blog? Here’s what I wore last week, completely devoid of denim. …