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Scentsuality & A Link-Up

It’s less about the scent, And more about the real story behind it.   As with any good read, it’s the journey, and not the destination, which makes us turn the pages, one by one by one, to the very end.  So too in the instance of fragrances, I feel.  In the grand scale of things, it isn’t so much the mastery in creating a harmonious accord that which intrigues me, as it is discovering (and walking down) the path leading to its inception.   Of course, at its heart, the simplest answer to why I love perfumes is that perfume, like most beautiful things, make me happy.  The more convoluted response, however, is such a complex topic that some have gone on to establish reputations and careers based on the seemingly basic subject of scents.  Yes, perfume is a labyrinthine subject, one requiring years of study. It isn’t just about the commercial beauty of a product or the innovative design of its host decanter.  There’s that all potent intermingling of chemistry with fashion, and …

Clarins On The Lips | Sheela Writes

Lipstick Love

I love lipsticks. But that’s no secret, right?   Last I counted, I’m the proud owner of approximately 317 lipsticks.  Yes, I heard your gasp, and it’s perfectly understandable.  That’s quite the exaggerated quantity for someone in possession of a mere single pair of lips, I know (and in my defense, there are others who have much much more).  But this is how it looks from where I’m standing.  Lipsticks are one of the most affordable accessories available, easily perceived as the finishing touch to an outfit. AND A WOMAN NEEDS HER OPTIONS. Brown Sugar by Avon.  Despite images currently shown on the web, I remember it as being a striking geisha red.  Rich and creamy with a satin finish.  And I also vividly recall that no matter how tired she was or simply dressed, my mother would never ever be seen in public without lipstick and that lipstick was a look-at-me-I’m-fabulous red.  That was such a beautiful childhood memory, don’t you think? When it comes to lipsticks, although my preference tends to slant towards …

Walking The Sensory Tightrope | Sheela Writes

Walking The Sensory Tightrope

Fragrance can be a heady force It evokes memories, triggers longings Conveys who you are   Why the reference to acrobatic manoeuvres, you ask? Think of it this way.  Finding a fragrance which speaks most accurately of your personality is, well, akin to walking a tightrope.  It requires perfect balance.  A slight misstep and it’s literally downhill from there.  Spray too little and you’re nothing more than a barely-there wallflower of a scent, nondescript, forgettable, easily missed. Spray too much and you’ll give everyone within a 10 feet radius (1) a migraine; (2) nausea; and/or (3) a reason to strike you off their Christmas list, permanently. No, I’m no expert in the language of scent literacy.  Quite the contrary.  You see, when I became pregnant in 1999, I developed the most violent aversion and reaction to all forms of smells ranging from perfumes to candles, potpourris to essential oils, and everything in between, including laundry detergents and creams.  A mere whiff and I would gag.  Turn green. And, inevitably, vomit. You can, therefore, imagine my …

Vanity Trumps Sanity

The pursuit of beauty has been known to go where no man has gone before.  Easily crossing thresholds of rational thought and logic.  Sometimes, these journeys have met with great measures of success, and at other times, with immense bewilderment and jaws agape.  Certainly, though, all have captivated and held our attention. Here, I highlight those which, to me, represent the epitome of cray cray. (1) The hairy armpit. Why, oh why.  I first saw a woman with thick bushes there in 2008, back in my hometown of Kuching.  She was from China, Beijing to be precise, and after striking up a conversation with her, I discovered that the province from whence she hailed, found the notion of underarm hair, incredibly sexy.  Fast forward to 2014, to the hairy armpit selfie movement growing ever stronger in the mainland.  Where women post pictures of their fuzzy (often dyed) underarms across social media platforms to support their rights  to shave (or not), propagating the concept that women need not be hairless to feel confident and beautiful. I …

The Mineral Difference

When it comes to mineral make-up, I am about as clueless as can be.   Let’s go back 20 years ago when I bought my very first compact, the MAC Studio Fix Powder Plus Foundation which was, in essence, a 2-way cake.  Having never used make-up prior to that, I bought every sales pitch coming out of Ginger’s mouth (my MAC salesperson) and went home with a bag of stuff.  Like a mountain of stuff which I ended up not using because (a) I’m lazy; (b) I had no idea which was for what; and (c) I forgot I even had them. Anyway, the point here is that I used my MAC compact religiously for so many years, through different skin tones (cringe), and I have to say, I really hated it. It was gunky and yucky.  It looked fake and dated.  I looked fake and dated. It was only when I moved to the States in 2010 did I pluck up the courage to ask the MAC sales people (not Ginger, this time it …