Author: Sheela Goh


Of Pink, Plaid & Punk Chains

Dear Forever21, Lately, my every waking moment has been filled with thoughts of you.  Of the wondrous treasures that adorn your racks. I’m almost embarrassed (but not quite) to admit how many times your cash registers have rung for me over the past fortnight alone.  Or how they now know me by name at that specific F21 outlet.  Or that they text me when new stock in styles that appeal to me, arrive.   But how could I be blamed for an absolute lack of judgment in the face of such gloriousness? Surely, oh reader, you agree that resistance is absolutely futile under these circumstances? And that rational thought is, put simply, non existent? Shameless Sheela p/s Photos by Eve.  Slouchy Suede Boots from Shoedazzle.  Karla Deras Snakeskin Ring, Kate Spade Great Expectations Clutch and Chan Luu Liquid Metal Waterfall Necklace scored on Poshmark. pp/s And those, my friends, are the somewhat bloated bits of someone who’s just had knee surgery.  Trust me, they’re looking much better now :)


Cool Christmas Gifts

Buying presents used to be easy.  Painless, even.  That was before the Internet became so accessible and everyone became privy to, well, everything.  In this day and age, very little is new.  I suppose this circumstance does push one to look further, closer, deeper.  With that in mind, I’ve scoured the web, in search of lesser known gems.  Here’s what I found.  I hope you’re as enamoured of them as I (oh so) am.  Oh woe is my wallet GRIN 1.  I highly doubt any of us could lay claim to having never been stuck in a rut before (please don’t, pants ablaze isn’t a very good look) at least once in our lives.  Personally, I experience a loss of purpose and direction, on a fairly regular basis, and I imagine this holds true for the vast majority of the general populace.  If you’re like me and your life is occasionally in limbo, let me introduce you to Gala.  She’s helped many unlock the ability within and transform their lives from mundane to fully lived.  …


Days 04 to 71, Post Knee Surgery

I know, I haven’t been keeping a daily journal of my house arrest. And that’s due to several really good reasons. First of all, the week of Day 03 was completely blurry. I’d developed a serious allergic reaction to the anesthesia as well as to the Hydrocodone prescribed for my pain. I ran a very high fever and my entire body was flushed red with rash. Icing on the cake? I was having problems breathing. We dashed (or rather, hobbled) to the doctor’s and I was given some additional meds for the violent nausea as well as the fever, all of which just made me loopy so I basically slept through that entire week. When I finally came to, the rash was gone. The fever had subsided. I could breathe normally again. And all that was left was the actual knee pain (yeah, it’s tenacious). Pain aside, mobility was greatly limited. Each time I tried to walk normally, my knee refused to co-operate. Each time I tried bending it, I felt as though my knee …


A Rose Tinted View

I was browsing websites of some high-profiled bloggers a few weekends ago. I do that often actually, in the hopes of picking up a few tips on how to act in front of the camera. Lord knows I could do with some help and heaps of variety :) through the course of my recent fact-finding adventure, I realised how very similar many of their posts looked. Beautiful, yes. Perfectly captured, but of course. Professionally edited, definitely. So, my mind says, why don’t we come up with an entire #OOTD post featuring rose filters? Because, you know, la vie en rose and all that? While I do appreciate the quasi-artsy vibe of the photos, I do think they make it harder to appreciate the smaller details. Or perhaps I should just do more close-ups? What say you? Voilà. Fait accompli. Love, Sheela p/s photo credits Eve Low pp/s Anthropologie Dusky Rose Avant Pleated Top (available here), Brown & Black Capri Pants (customise your pair here), Yellow Marble Gold Tone Cuff (from here), Rings (old) and Convertible …



Be it a fall from grace or lineage or even a downward spiral into madness, interpretation of the word “descent” is many a varied thing.  Here’s mine. A part of the Daily Post’s weekly photography challenge.  Did I hit the spot? Love, Sheela


A Weekend In San Antonio

More pictures from our recent getaway. On board a riverwalk taxi.  It only took us four trips to San Antonio. Being all goofy. My shutterbug. Happy. Not the best of quality, I know, but I’m wearing my brand new Helmut Lang Jersey Top here with an equally mint Grey Leather Rebecca Minkoff Equestrian cuff. Other sights.   I’ll post more this week :) I’ve just been little tired lately.  Tired and a wee bit swamped at work. Love, Sheela



Definition: converge Line breaks: con|verge Pronunciation: /kənˈvəːdʒ [ verb ]  1. Come together from different directions so as eventually to meet. Taken while on a walkabout around Old Town Spring, this proved perfect for my interpretation of a Daily Post challenge.  How did I do? Love, Sheela p/s feature image courtesy of Bad Apple


A Month To Remember

November has been a brilliant month. So many lovely things have happened. My cousin-in-law, Nadia, visited from Rome and it was such a pleasure to see her again. She’s a gem. We made little trips to San Antonio, NASA as well as Old Town Spring to show her the Texan side of things. I also got to meet Rebecca Minkoff on the 21st and that was fairly surreal. What an amazing encounter. In my past, having worked in the luxury fashion and lifestyle sectors, I’ve been privileged to meet many international designers and I must say that Rebecca takes the crown in terms of being the most genuine. No airs whatsoever. This month also marked my first fashion show since moving to Houston :) I was fortunate to have tickets to Night 3 of Fashion Houston 5 and attended it (fourth row from the front) with Eve. Unbelievable. I do realise you may have seen some of these photos already but hey, when epic things happen (of Herculean proportions, I might add), they’re worth repeating, …



I’ve always been an accidental photographer but of late, I find myself reaching purposefully for the camera. Pointing and focusing steadily, with conviction, with passion. I like that feeling. My interpretation of Angular, a shutterbug gig organised by the Daily Post team. Your thoughts? Love, Sheela