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 …

Style Funk, Begone & A Link-Up | Sheela Writes

Style Funk, Begone & A Link-Up

Get thee behind me. For thou art evil, Style Funk.   Ladies (and gentlemen), it is Friday.  Can we have an amen?  And perhaps some choirs of angels chorusing, “Alleluia!” most emphatically?  It’s been such a long week, wherein work has been more insane than usual, and home life completely off the cray chart.  One of those weeks that I’d ever so happily forget even existed, given the option.  Have you ever had one of those?  Or should I ask, have you had one of those lately? Anyway, I digress.  Today, we conclude our chat on being caught in a style rut, and how to dig ourselves out of that particular conundrum.  The original post discussed being uninspired (which happens to the best of us) whilst its follow-up dissected the various steps leading to style enlightenment (deep, I  know). B&W Houndstooth Dress (Dezzal) | Reversible Bomber Jacket (Le Tote) | Wool Hat (a gift from Eve) | Sunnies & Jewellery (thrifted) | Ankle Booties (GX by Gwen Stefani, similar) Today, as promised, we expand upon …

Mechanical Doll | Sheela Writes

Mechanical Doll

I’m a Barbie girl. Life is plastic, it’s fantastic.   Surprised to see a post from me today?  I am too.  I didn’t think I’d be able to do it but when Catherine talked about writing every single day for a month, just to gauge the response from her readers, I thought I’d give it go as this was a goal I’d been hoping to achieve for quite some time now.  Of course, the main point is to complete a full month and thus far, for October, this represents my fourth post.  I’m nowhere near the daily blog parameter but hey, given that I’m writing for the third time this week, I’m encouraged. QUITE ENCOURAGED ACTUALLY Drummer Tee  (Les Mechantes) | Floral Midi Skirt (option, option) | Heels (Ami Clubwear, similar) | Python Bag & Faux Pearls (Vintage) | Sunnies & Rings (thrifted) You’ll also note that this isn’t going to be one of my usual pouring-out-my-heart story.  It’s going to be a easy, breezy read.  Unplanned in terms of content and structure.  I’m winging …

Faeries Wear Boots Too | Sheela Writes

Faeries Wear Boots Too

Overcoming style paralysis. Getting rid of that mean ole funk.   Continuing on the topic of being uninspired (see original post here), today’s post addresses that first step towards salvation the light – knowing what it is that we love.  Remember this? “We need to accept that our opinions and tastes can, and will, change.  We need to put in the work to narrow down what we love, and realise it’s perfectly alright to have more than one thing that defines our style.  Lastly, and this one is a no brainer (albeit the hardest to pull off), we need to have confidence.  Only when we have confidence in the things we truly love, can we begin to move towards having a signature style.” Let me punctuate that further with this phrase. DO NOT FILL YOUR CLOSET WITH THINGS YOU LIKE, FILL IT WITH THINGS YOU LOVE Words from the wise indeed. Graphic White Tee (stolen borrowed from Eve, turned inside out because I forgot to pack a second tee shirt for this look) | Culottes …

A Style Bootcamp | Sheela Writes

A Style Bootcamp

In the same ole, same ole? Batteries need a little recharging?   Last week, I talked about being in a creative rut.  You know, that moment when your mind is a naught but a black hole, completely devoid of thoughts, and you draw a blank in terms of what to write next?  Yes, that rut.  Today, I’m still on the same macro topic of being uninspired (seeing a pattern here) but this time, it focuses on style.  I suppose one could call it a style funk. OVERCOMING STYLE PARALYSIS In a manner of speaking. Everyone who blogs, or reads a blog post, shares a love and a passion for design, fashion, and clothes (in varying degrees of obsession, of course).  And a deep desire to make our visions for how we dress, how we look, how we present ourselves to the world, come to fruition.  But, for most of us, we are the ones holding ourselves back.  Confining ourselves within self-imposed cages that prevent us from venturing pass (invisible) boundaries, exploring, experimenting, trying new things.  …

Creativity As A Muscle & A Link-Up | Sheela Writes

Creativity As A Muscle & A Link-Up

Would it work the same way? If we exercised creativity like a muscle?   I haven’t been all that prolific lately.  The absence of posts all week is a clear sign. In fact, writers block struck approximately 7 days ago.  Since then, all I’ve been able to string together is sentences in my mind, scattered and random at best.  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 becomes to overcome. A MOLEHILL TURNS INTO A MOUNTAIN (note to self: be thankful you live in Houston wherein it stays warm for much longer so you can get away with an OTS top in October, disclosure: these photos were taken in July) Chambray Top (similar) | Rainbow Snakeskin Heels (option, option) | White Denim Jeans (Forever21) | Clutch (option) Sunnies & Jewellery (thrifted) When it comes to writing, the most challenging aspect for …