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My New York Moment(s)

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New York, New York. There’s something about you.   So at the time of writing, I’ve been home from New York Fashion Week for precisely slightly over a week.  I spent survived 6 days in the city during one of its most crazy times.  New York Fashion Week.  Ahhh.  What an experience.  There was the good, the not so good, and the downright ugly.  When things were good, they were very good.  The not so good wasn’t too detrimental, nothing a bruised ego couldn’t recover from.  But when they were ugly, they were really ugly which, thankfully, were few and far between. Over the next few weeks, I’ll be sharing all my New York Fashion Week tales with you.  Hopefully they won’t bore you too much, and yes, expect a gallery of those mandatory “what I wore to NYFW” photos, whilst regaling how I speed-changed my way in between shows!!! G R I N But today is not about that. Today, we’re talking about Project Sister Act.  You know, that monthly gig wherein five to …

SOS & A Link-Up

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Peekaboo. I see you, world. Do you perhaps see me too?   As always, I’m in a hurry. A mad dash. January has seen very few posts from me, I  know. Few and far between. And whilst the reason for that is a good one, infrequent posting, as we are all fully aware, marks the beginning of a downward spiral for any blog.  Wouldn’t it be wondrous if cloning were an available (and affordable) option?  Imagine the myriad of things we could undertake.  Simultaneously.  And with great efficiency. What’s been transpiring, you ask? Well, I say “good” because I’ve been blessed to have connected with many new partners over the last few weeks, since before Christmas, actually.  Which, in turn, has led to numerous conversations and discussions and planning.  All heavenly, beautiful events that will help me grow as a writer and brand. And all of which have taken my time away from the main reason those partners chose to seek me out in the first instance. IRONIC, YES? How do they do it? Those …

Being Glam & A Link-Up | Sheela Writes

Being Glam & A Link-Up

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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, …

Old Habits Die Hard & A Link-Up

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It’s that ole devil again. You know, the one called Doubt?   I don’t know about you, friend, but of late, I’ve feel as though my soul is under constant siege.  Assailed from all directions by those scheming deviants known as fear and self destruction.  Tell me I’m not the only one who goes through periods of ups and downs where my insecurities are concerned? Here I thought I was finally (FINALLY) letting go of the things which have been holding me back all these years.  Taking (tentative) steps forward.  Headed toward what was hopefully a better place.  Then, boom boom pow.  Out of nowhere, I find myself repeating old patterns, holding desperately clutching onto negative beliefs, letting the opinions and words of others derail my self worth. WORST, NOT TREATING MYSELF WITH LOVE OR RESPECT Dress, gifted (eShakti) (use code “sheelagoh” for 10% off your order) | Suede Heels (Ami Clubwear) | Purple Dior Sunnies, Embellished Black Leather Collar & Rings (thrifted) | Metallic Champagne Leather Cuff, gifted (Unearthed) Tell me that happens even …

A Little Unsteady

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We all feel that way at times. A little unsteady.  A little shaky.   Hanging by a thread.  Held together by nothing more than a breath and a prayer.  It’s hard.  It’s rough.  It’s gut-wrenching and incredibly painful.  And it seems as though there is no coming up for air.  No light at the end of a seemingly neverending tunnel. Hanging by a thread can be really difficult.  And it sucks. A lot. But listen to me.  It’s going to be alright. You can get through this. Inhale.  Exhale.  The sun will still rise tomorrow.  The sky will still be blue.  You’re going to make it.  It will all work out. THIS WILL NOT KILL YOU You might feel broken.  You might feel as though you’re all alone and there’s no one there with you, for you, but that’s not true.  There’s a choir of angels by your side.  Angels you call friends.  Angels you can’t quite see. You’re probably feeling devastatingly alone.  Adrift.  You think no one can hear you cracking.  Breaking.  Coming apart.  …