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It’s A Barbie World

Can authenticity exist under such faux circumstances? When I published my first blog post, it was for the pure love of writing. I mean, I write for a living and it seemed only natural to extend that into the de rigueuer online world. After a while, I saw how some were creating a lucrative, successful profession out of it and I wanted that too. The seemingly glossy world, the freebies, the picture perfect life. And when brands came knocking, I was eager. That is, until I realised how many were very unethical and were only interested in furthering their bottomlines. I started saying no, and eventually, they stopped knocking at my door, I became completely discouraged and stopped blogging for a good two years. I did post a few things, once in a blue moon, but that was it. Last September, I began again and this time, I told myself, I am blogging for me. I am blogging about things I truly feel connected to. And that’s what I’ve been doing ever since. We need …

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Just Do It

Is any one else psyched to get cracking on their resolutions? I, for one, am all set to make good on my Style Agenda for 2015. I want to get things started. I need to get things started otherwise nothing will be achieved and this time next year, I’d have chalked the entire experience down to two words. Epic fail. What I had in mind was to start small. Conservatively. Perhaps a new pair of sneakers? That doesn’t sound too ambitious, even if somewhat far-fetched for the sartorial likes of me. I thought if I got these, I could combine several objectives namely sneakers with sequins. Ish. I take it as a sign from God that my size is sold out and hunt on. Another cool possibility is this pair but sleep might prove elusive me when memories of the price tag come back to haunt me late at night (would you be willing to fork out that much for a pair that resembles what we wore to school, albeit on the spiffy end of the …

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My 2015 Style Agenda

Like many, I ended 2014 talking about resolutions (here and here) but as mentioned to my friend Marlene, I made a conscious decision to not make any for the next 12 months. I know I’ll be completely despondent when I don’t keep any of them (it’s with dead certainty that I know I shan’t be able to keep any, let alone a list) so I decided to not even put together a list to begin with. However, I’m making a conscious decision (wow, two in a row) to work on my style objectives for 2015. I conceptualised. I strategised. I devised a timeline. And came up with my Style Agenda for 2015. Here’s what I have in mind. (1)  I want to wear things I’ve never tried before. Crop Tops. Palazzo Pants. Sneakers. A poufy Tulle Skirt. The colours Yellow and Neon Green. Boyfriend Jeans (BIG maybe). A Jumpsuit. Sequins, without looking (too much) like a throwback to the 80s. (2) And I want to wear more of what makes me feel like I could …

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A Few Thoughts

730 days ago (I skipped this year, apparently), even as I shared my To Do List, I knew that many things were still left unwritten. And I’m glad :) for me, a life that’s predictable isn’t a life worth living at all, yes? Back to the list, let’s see what my updates are:- 1) Attempt running – done and one. Before knee surgery, I was running on the middle school track regularly, and rather enjoying myself. I’ve tried the odd marathon but it’s hard when your legs are just inclined to go faster, faster, faster. I’m not claiming to be Olympic material (snort) but I know I’m simply not cut out for long distance pacing. (2) Eat a green or two or three – accomplished. Sorta. I do eat the occasional Spinach and Kale and Cabbage. Hey, cruciferous veggies are still veggies. On that note, though, I realise I need to change things. Not simply eat better but smarter. I recently received my DNAfit results (they were creepily accurate) and I now know the sort of …

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Christmas Tales

If you’re like me, there’s just something about Christmas which puts the bounce in your step.  A goofy grin on the face.  The P in your pep.  Right? And while we invest time and (far too much) money in search of that perfect gift, I doubt anyone can contest the significance of the non tangible either.  Yes, there are times spent with crazy family members that we’d rather not remember quite that vividly but hey, for the most part, there are many moments to be cherished. Have you noticed how they tend to revolve around people and traditions? The way my Dad sings Joy To The World with an exaggerated country and western twang, for instance.  How collectively (my mum, my brother, myself), we’d create a new crib each year. From scratch. One year it was an oriental Madonna and child complete with red fans and pussy willows, the next year was a Middle Eastern holy family.  I also recall how after midnight mass, we’d converge at this late night hawker stall and have (what …

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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.  …

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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 …

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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, …

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Imagination Is The Blueprint

I (finally) watched Maleficent last night. Truthfully, I yearn to exist in a logic-defying world. Somewhere where none are held captive by the confines of normality. The sort of place where flights of fancy are the norm, rather than the exception. I fell in love with Maleficent’s technicolour world as well as all those wondrous beings residing in every nook and corner of the moors. It’s that very same sensation that flows through me whenever I watch a Harry Potter flick, or any Narnia installment. An incredible sense of awe and childlike wonder that echoes my childhood. And I know it stems from being raised on a literary diet of Blyton, Tolkien and Lewis, since I was old enough to recognise my mother’s voice. Sadly, fantasies don’t have that much of a place in everyday life. For the most part, we’re dissuaded from what society terms as “daydreaming”. I’ve lost count of the number of times I was urged to yank my head away from fluffy clouds. I was one of the lucky few though for …

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Creativity As A Muscle

I haven’t been all that prolific lately. In fact, writers block struck approximately 7 days ago.  Since then, all I’ve been able to string together is easy-on-the-mind recipe as well as event posts. Not at all stimulating, neither for me nor you, I’m certain. The problem with the inability to write is that it can very quickly spiral into a chronic condition. Truly. The longer you allow it to fester, the tougher an obstacle it is to overcome. When it comes to writing, perhaps the most challenging aspect for me is staying creative. Staying inspired amidst the distractions of full time employment and life in general. Considerations which never once surfaced when I began this blog. Then, my mind was brimming with ideas. So many ideas. Things were fresh and exciting. I was a child let loose in a carnival with pockets full of tokens. Over time, I’ve come to realise that, as though it were a muscle, creativity needs to be developed. And that for the workout to be effective, consistency and variety were …