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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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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 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. …

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The Accidental Icon Drops By

My earliest recollection of fashion is vivid. And tri-fold. The precious, pretty pleats of Issey Miyake. The wicked tongue-in-cheek wit of Zandra Rhodes. And the ever so glamorous, womanly figure swathed in Bruce Oldfield. A little later, I became enraptured with the whimsical world of the Madhatter but that’s a tale for another time. Back to when it all began. I was particularly enamoured of the intricacy of Miyake’s work. Such precision. A deft hand in creating beauty out of seemingly nothing but voluminous folds of fabric. Thus when I met Lyn of Accidental Icon and found out how much she too adores Japanese designers (yes, including Mr Miyake), it was clearly a match made in guest blogger heaven. Read on. I was so thrilled when Sheela asked me to do a guest post on her blog about my favorite subject, Japanese designers. Most of the pieces in my closet are from the Japanese design lines produced by Yohji Yamamoto, Issey Miyake, Comme des Garçons and I have recently discovered Yohji”s daughter, Limi, who has …

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That (Red) Dress

You know, that piece. The one which makes you feel like a million dollars. That singular garment which makes all things appear possible and within reach. It’s truly amazing the power clothes have on one’s self-esteem, one’s self-confidence. And no matter what anyone says to the contrary, there’s nothing quite like a well-cut piece of clothing to make one feel as though one could rule the world. In this particular instance, my superhero item is this glorious red dress from Amanda Valentine. Which doesn’t need much in terms of accessories.  Perhaps a tribal clutch. Or a pair of killer heels. This red dress makes me feel, well, invincible. And oh so kickass. What’s your superhero piece? Love, Sheela p/s photos by Eve pp/s I’m going for the Mauve as well as Charcoal versions next, please don’t judge Linking up with Style Elixir, Style To Inspire, Turning Heads, Let It Shine, What I Wore Wednesday, Myriad Musings, Style Me Wednesday, Confident Twosday, More Pieces Of Me, On The Daily Express, Personal Style, How I Spring, Watch …

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Poker Face

Third time in a jumpsuit, I know, right? What were the odds of that happening? Coupled with the fact that these photos were taken so long ago, perhaps two months back?  But I completely forgot I had them stashed away until this morning. And I must admit, I was hunting around (rather desperately, might I add) for some unused outfit images when I found these, lurking tucked away in a corner folder of my Mac. Thank you, blogging gods. Remember that jumpsuit challenge for the Fab 40s?  Well, this was my first option. A sleek, black, strapless tube jumpsuit with smocked bodice. I was all set to parade it but somehow, the entire look just felt way too safe to be a Sheela ensemble so this was shelved for another day. Set aside until today. I went full tilt with the comfy vibe by adding on that blankety-soft plaid cardigan. I think the asymmetrical hemline and fringe trims save it from looking too PJ-esque.  I mean, I hope so. And those mile-high heels too. My …

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Free Spirited

In 2010, a fellow jewellery designer likened my personality and designs to transcending the boundaries of being bohemian. Her precise words were, “Sheela is such a free spirit and in shows in everything she touches.” At the time, I wasn’t quite certain what she meant. Was it to be taken as a compliment? Or simply chalked down to being labelled as a wishy-washy sort, someone with no clear direction? Five years later and I now understand what she was trying to convey. How being free spirited has permeated my entire way of life. It would be so easy for me to stay within the boundaries of societal expectations. Take for instance the world of blogging. I could very well dress in a manner that has become expected of someone my age and my build. Why, that might even expedite the potential success of my blog. But I choose not to, and not even consciously, to be honest. To begin with, I do not even have thoughts of dressing in a specific style that is (supposedly) …

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Graphic Gloriousness

It’s been a while, I know. I haven’t been able to sit down at the laptop and write. My mind has been very distracted by all the health issues that decided to afflict visit me. I suppose that’s understandable but still not an excuse so here I am, back and ready to rock n roll :) And what better for a comeback than strong, graphic lines?  In Black and White, no less. A visual spread of prints. It’s stripes and snakeskin and geometric all rolled into one #ootd, and actually looking quite decent. For the face, I used Too Faced’s Semi Sweet Chocolate Bar with lipstick from Dita Von Teese. I love love love that Derek Lam Snakeskin Clutch. Anyone else notice that I’m holding it back to front in the picture above???  Sigh. Gwen Stefani can do no wrong when it comes to boots, and this pair just happens to be one I reach for quite frequently.  Do you blame me? What about you?  What’s the one item in your closet you reach for …

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Polka Dots & A Touch Of Whimsy

Does the sight of polka dots not put a smile on your face? For me, these spotted darlings rank high right alongside carousels, cotton candy and balloons in terms of the happy happy, joy joy factor. Perhaps it’s their uniformed roundness, or the way they look as though they could bounce from corner to corner with adorable accuracy. Or the way they appear rotund and poofy and beyond cute. Whatever it is that elevates their appeal quotient, I love polka dots and would wear them ever so happily, day in day out. I am obviously acting under the influence of polka dots. I cannot be held responsible for my goofiness. No, I have no valid reason to justify my marching. Nor the swinging of my arms. I told you polka dots make me happy. Do they make you happy? Love, Sheela p/s Photos by Eve Linking up with Style Elixir, Style To Inspire, Turning Heads, Let It Shine, What I Wore Wednesday, Myriad Musings, Style Me Wednesday, Confident Twosday, More Pieces Of Me, On The …