Month: May 2015

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 …

Of Pistachio Crackers, Snail Hydro Mist & Vanilla Thoughts

Everyone has a story. Everything has a story. This picture you see here has a story too, and it’s the sort of story which might require you to grab a mug of tea, or coffee, whichever is your poison, perhaps some biscuits as well, and listen. It could well be the sort of story to make you sit up, slide to the edge of your seat, and pay attention to each word I share. At least, that’s what I’m hoping will happen, if only with just one reader.   That somewhere in all of my rambling, there’ll be something to make you say, “Oh wow!” Or “I’m glad I’m not the only one!” or even, “I needed this“. The story behind this gym bag (and its plethora of thingamabobs) is one that reminded me of something I’d forgotten. I’d forgotten about feeling. I was lost in “I think”s and “maybe”s, for so long. Almost three years now. Since August 2012 to be precise, when I saw the first three hives on my right foot and thought …

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) …

The Fab 40s In Gingham

Gingham comes from the Malaysian word Genggam meaning stripes. Well, I’m Malaysian. And no, I had absolutely no idea. Clearly, I can be completely clueless at times.   I’m not certain how it’s pulling things off that smoothly but has anyone else noticed how gingham manages to be all at once utterly all-American yet evocative of the South of France, particularly during those beachy, carefree moments of the ’50s/’60s? I mean, seriously, think the picnic print and both Dorothy as well as Bardot come to mind, yes? Despite a somewhat retro appeal, gingham is undeniably enjoying quite the revival these days. From runways to real life, and everything in between, the pattern appears to be making a massive comeback, and I’m not complaining. Especially when right after Dawn Lucy chose gingham as this month’s theme for The Fab 40s, I discovered this spectacular pair of heels in Blue and White, yes, gingham!! I didn’t really need an excuse to wear them but hey, any reason to shop for a matching dress was very welcomed. Ahem. …

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 …