Month: October 2015

I Am Featured (Holler)

Elated. Ecstatic. Beyond happy.   When your peers recognise the quality of your written work and choose to highlight it. When your review of what’s currently happening in the sheet masking playground is chosen for the weekly IFB link round-up. Epic sigh of bliss. Links à la Mode, October 29 A Handful of Stories: Two Unbelievable Makeup Looks for Halloween Anakin and His Angel: Star Wars Cover Girl | Kylo Ren Inspired Makeup A Preponderance of Fashion: DIY Halloween Costumes for Women Banarsi Designs: 7 Street Style Scarf Looks to Steal Now Cat Eyes & Skinny Jeans: {Beauty Boards} Magic Wands Dresscode:HighFashion: 10 High Fashion Looks for Halloween 2015 Epouser La Mode: One Sweater 4 Styles! Fashion Blender: Sandals of Love Greige Market: How to Dress Like a Grown Up Happy. Pretty. Sweet.: Halloween in Your Closet | Dorothy Gale La Vintage Vida: The Fitting Room Chronicles | Channeling Stevie Nicks Lil Miss JB Style: Longline Vest Mama in Heels: How to Wear Faux Fur without Looking Like Chewbacca Modavracha: Stoles | Will Get You …

The Fab 40s Does Goth

I’ve always leaned more towards the punk and the rock n roll when it came to the clothes I wore.  And yet, I had fun playing with the morbid for this month’s Fab 40s theme, Goth (duh).  It was particularly interesting dodging the line between costumey and what I might actually wear although I do know that for some, Halloween happens all year long. { random : Eve just said my sole, lone sock is dirty because clean socks are never apart } A subculture born in the early 1980s, Goth has its origins in the British rock scene as an offshoot of the post-punk genre.  Names such as Robert Smith, Siouxsie & The Banshees and Nick Cave come immediately to mind when I think of that era.  From a stylistic viewpoint, Gothic fashion means Black Hair, Dark Eyeliner, Black Nails, piercings, pagan or other religious imagery, and period-style clothing.  Dark, eerie, mysterious, complex and exotic vibes. Piercings optional. When it came to exercising my creative muscles for this month’s theme, I decided I’d take …

Hey Batter, Batter, Hey

Let me begin by saying I don’t enjoy baseball very much at all.  I am, however, a staunch fan of baseball jerseys specifically those which have been designed to have absolutely nothing to do with the biomechanics of pitching whatsoever, and (clearly) are meant to be worn off the field. Tops which border on the edge of costumey? Perhaps.  And that being the case, why not?  Every outfit we wear is already a costume in itself with the singular difference being how far the style envelope has been nudged or pushed or shoved. I’m clearly all for playing dress up every now and again.  What about you? Now, this sort of baseball jersey (with a low V neckline), I love.  They help elongate the frame and make the subject look lankier, taller, but most importantly, the lower the neckline, the better for me as I can’t bear anything touching my throat. One which goes ever so well with these sporty wonders from GX Collection. Or this DIVINE ring/cuff set from Alchemy of London. And this …

Get Your Sheet On

Who hasn’t heard of Korean sheet masks? Or their more sophisticated hydro gel cousins? Or their eco-friendly-chic cotton clan?   Everyone in the know, knows that these creepy yet wildly effective thingamabobs do all sorts of awesome for your skin. I first wrote about how sheet masks are taking over the world several months ago, and then again when I shared how they helped in the healing of my complexion post Angioedema. Since then, I’ve continued to use up to three masks each day.  One in the morning, one at night with the occasional third being a spot specific piece such as for the eyes or the lips. Sometimes a fourth too.  Just because I felt like it. Life’s too short to obsess over drippy sheet masks. And that’s why when Charlotte jumpstarted the #soko7daychallenge on Instagram, I was, quite honestly, over the moon. To me, placing a sheet (be it Cotton or Fabric, whole or in part) has become an integral part of my skincare regimen. I don’t even think of it as a …

(Finally) It’s Cooling Down

It can get rather irksome trying to predict the weather during Fall in Houston. One can never tell if it’ll be hot or if it’ll be chilly.   And, more often than not, temperatures tend to soar with the rising sun so if you’ve started the day in a plush wooly sweater, I’m so sorry.  Dressing for Fall and Winter here is rather like pretending you’re an Ogre (read: Shrek, stench and burps are optional) and you have layers to peel as the weather warms up (or pile on as it gets nippy).  It took me two years (and very many uncomfortable situations) to learn that. First lesson, wear an undershirt.  Be it something concealed or one which you fully intend to flaunt, the point of an undershirt extends beyond aesthetics.  It’s pivotal in maintaining a consistent body temperature (as do socks), as I’ve learned, under some very harsh circumstances.  Furthermore, should it warm up, all I need do is remove the sweater and I’m still decently covered. The sweater is a light one.  Cotton.  …

Rainforest Magic

Have you ever heard me describe something as being magical?  Miraculous, even? I don’t think so and I honestly didn’t think I ever would until I met Rahua. See those bottles up there?  They’ve changed my life, profoundly and incredibly, for the better.  Prior to meeting Rahua, my tresses have flirted with brands the likes of Wen and Nioxin and Jason Thick To Thin.  I had such high hopes for each relationship but inevitably, it would end because of irreconcilable differences.  Meaning, I was in search of something which would plump up my hair, give it some bounce even as it strengthened and stopped the shedding.  Because of all the medications and steroids I’d been taking these days, my hair is less mane and more mousey. On a sidenote, there is truth in calling it one’s crowning glory.  When mine was lush and in abundance, I felt like Wonder Woman. That sensation of being powerful and in charge has not happened, in a very long time.  Until a week ago. Here’s how my hair looked …

Lazy Dressing

Yes, graphically speaking, I’m being corny. Must be something to do with what I’m wearing. Are you like me in that, when I don’t know what to wear (I’m clearly a fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants person when it comes to clothes), I systemically pull out pieces in Black or Black and White?  For instance, you’ve seen the same top here, earlier in the year. And here too. Thankfully I had the sense to wear different shoes for this third showing. Clearly, there’s a pattern. Some call it a signature style. Others, safe (afterall, it’s hard to go wrong with Black. Or White. Or the two together).  Me? I call it as it is, and that’s lazy dressing. I kept the accessories all in the same palatte. It was just easier. Tell me, what do YOU do on lazy dressing days?  What are your go-to colours/pieces? Love, Sheela p/s photos by Eve pp/s top from Shasa, Skirt from Free People, clutch and booties from Shoedazzle Linking up with The Stylish Housewife, Trend Spin, Fresh Fashion Forum, Two Peas In …

Being Different Is A Good Thing

Even as a teenager, I stood out because of the way I dressed. The way I styled my hair. The way I look. I mean, I have freckles for crying out loud. And when I did use it, the make-up on my face. I’m digging for photographic evidence but basically, my style of dressing emulated that of the amazing Anita Mui. Just do a quick search on Google for how she styled herself during the 80s and you’ll understand my groupie feelings where she was concerned. I wore harem pants in the late 80s. Pixie boots in a country wherein the only seasons we had were dry and hot, and wet and hot. This was also the time I very happily painted my lips Black and swished around in ankle length skirts (in Black, but of course) as homage to Robert Smith. I recalled odd looks aplenty and how my parents would be ever so often asked why I did the things I did. They, bless their hearts, never once mocked or ridiculed anything I …