Month: Oct 2016

The Fab 40s Go Preppy | Sheela Write

The Fab 40s Go Preppy

Penny loafers. Twinsets. Button-Downs.   I can easily trace my first encounter with the Sloane Ranger look when the late Princess Di entered my world.  It was 1980.  I was but a babe.  Borderline obsessed with royalty and fairy tale endings, with the fascinating world of style, beauty.  Completely intrigued by designers, and their sketches, how they derived inspiration, the process of putting together a collection.  Pinning, draping, the use of muslin, the importance of a signature house dress form. Not much has changed in the past 3 decades, I see. Sloane Rangers, yes.  Or Sloanies.  A recognisable tribe of yuppies that dressed in a manner that was well-bred, slightly above mainstream fashion, and a wee bit posh.  With a predilection for the countryside and, as such, their wardrobe contained reflected this somewhat (glamping, anyone?).  Favourite haunts include Sloane Square in Chelsea, London. It was this outfit in particular worn by Princess Di which has remained in my memory all these years.  The turtleneck.  Corduroy blazer.  Pinstriped pencil skirt.  Shiny, well-polished pumps.  To me, that …

Being Glam & A Link-Up | Sheela Writes

Being Glam & A Link-Up

What does glam mean? An over-the-top outfit perhaps?   Is it wearing sufficient make-up to rival that of a Kardashian?  Or some really well made undergarments that support, lift, and defy gravity?  I mean, really, what constitutes glam?  Looking all dolled up?  Or does it begin with feeling like you’re a million bucks? HAVE WE COME TO ASSOCIATE GLAMOUR WITH A PARTICULAR STYLE? As versus, you know, the impression of attraction (or fascination) that a carefully orchestrated appearance creates?  It could be a luxurious facade.  Or one exuding elegance.  Carefully orchestrated, with much thought and deliberation, to appear completely and utterly effortless.  Contrived nonchalance, if you like, carved to make an impression appear better than it actually is. Garments (thrifted) | Ruffled Collar (A Leap Of Style) (option) | Heels (Bakers) I would argue that it is both. Both the clothes we put on our bodies as well as how we feel.  The sequence of which comes first is, however, fluid.  Sometimes it’s a particular outfit which makes us stand a little taller, shoulders back, …

My Affair With Flowers | Sheela Writes

My Affair With Flowers

A little wink here. A coy glance over there.   So, yes, I’ve had an odd relationship with flowers.  Both from real-life as well as sartorial perspectives but start the post rolling, I’ll address the former first. When I was much younger, in my pursuit to completely strain against the rules of conventionality, I made a conscious decision to dislike anything society typically adores embraces.  Things such as twinsets (even dresses at one point), court shoes, jeans, pearls, and, yes, roses.  Particularly the red ones.  I pooh poohed them.  I tsk tsked them.  Then as my age increased, that streak of rebellion eased up a wee bit.  I decided twinsets weren’t all that bad so long as they veered on the side of hipster and preppy, collegiate even, as versus grannies, mothballs, and kerchiefs.  I began wearing (some) dresses.  Jeans too. I EVEN FOUND BLACK OR BLUE ROSES APPEALING Although, to this day, I still hate pearls.  And you’ll never catch me in a pair of court shoes. At this juncture, I feel compelled to …

1 Shaggy Green Tunic, 5 Ways

Back and forth. A sartorial repartee.   Therein lies the essence of the Ping Pong Post project.  A series of the shuttling back and forth of selected items of clothing.  Accruing frequent flier miles like none other.  One same garment, crossing countless miles.  Travelling, in this instance, from Cornwall to Houston, then to Hong Kong, moving onwards to the Netherlands, then Scotland, before finally making its way back to that teeny little English island.  Brings new meaning to the phrase “mileage plus“, huh? This month, it was a shaggy green number courtesy of Anna.  A piece completely covered with wee, fine hairs, strategically congregated into sassy clusters of fringe.  Tunic, yes.  Dress, yes too, for those of us who veer on the vertically challenged side of things (raising hand). All fuzzy. And very feisty. And quite the jetsetter too. Now, when the shaggy piece arrived, I was completely at a loss.  Baffled.  Bewildered.  Flummoxed.  My mind was blank.  The kind of completely-void-of-ideas situation wherein you’re left feeling drained and desperate.  I kid you not.  I …

Karma Chameleon | Sheela Writes

Karma Chameleon

Super versatile pieces. Multitaskers of Herculean proportions.   A little while ago, I talked about pieces with versatile properties.  You know, those things which can be styled in a multitude of ways.  Take on different personas with each reincarnation.  Mainly this shirt dress.  I also asked if you’d be interested to witness its interchangeable properties.  And taking encouragement from your responses, I’ve since worn it twice more. In completely different styles. Here’s how I first wore it. In its original button-down form.  I was in a rush to get a post out, and didn’t even think how else I could’ve presented the piece.  Those of bits of red really helped to infuse some personality and spunk. And then the second time around. I wore it as a shirt. That occasion, I had a temporary spot of genius, choosing to wear it as you see.  Loosely tied around the waist as part of a 3-piece outfit.  I really liked this one.  The super cool graphic grid wall helped. Today, I’ll show you the third way I’m …