Location: Downtown Kingston, Jamaica, W.I.
It’s been a minute. Ok, ok. Maybe a little longer than that but I promise you, I had my reasons. Alot has changed in the last month, one of which included me heading back to the regular 9 – 5 ish. It’s been a while, but for whatever reason I felt this to be a necessary evil at this time. It’s actually a far cry from the corporate straightlacedness I’m used to but I need a more laidback environment right now. It’s not super stressful and I do quite like the people that I work with plus it’s an income stream I can use to cushion my blog and undying love for fashion. The only downsides are the day-to-day monotony and the lack of energy I seem to have at the end of every day.
It’s funny how life works out I think. I’m grateful for the opportunity that I’ve been given but I find myself constantly daydreaming at my desk of ideas I wanna share via this medium, not to mention sneakingly reading my favorite blogs online every now and again to get even more inspiration. The past month has actually motivated me more than ever to take this to another level. I see clearly now that I’ve found a passion for something, and that when people would encourage every individual to make a career doing something you love and you’ll never work a day in your life, I now truly believe them.
Even though I’ve been forced to balance work, life obligations and blogging, it works out perfectly for me because that way I don’t get bored and I can stay busy. A friend of mine, who also happens to take bomb ass photos of me, just got back into town and I managed to get some photos taken for this particular post. I’ve had this outfit from Boohoo for about two months unworn and it gave me corporate chic vibes. It’s even more so fitting because it’s actually my life at the moment. And God knows I loveeeeeeee black. I paired it with my red Gucci inspired handbag I got at a local store to give the outfit the pop of color it needed. I had fun taking these shots and I do plan on even more outfit posts very soon. Comment below if you dig this outfit and are a Boohoo babe yourself. Until next time. Xoxo.
Jumpsuit : Boohoo Tall (Sold Out)
Shoes : Chinese Laundry (Old)
Bag : Dash Clothing – Jamaica (Sold Out)
While I was going through some pictures on my laptop, I stumbled upon a photo album that was dated Summer 2017. This time last year was bittersweet for me so I cautiously opened it up. As I scrolled the items, I smiled a bit as it brought me back to a place of contentment. If my memory serves me right it was the first outfit post I ever did for my old blog website. I thought I’d share it here in the form of a post. A little throwback don’t hurt anyone right? 🙂 By the way, yes that’s me in the pictures. Yes I had short hair with shaved sides. I’m in the process of growing out my hair now, and I currently wear faux locs (naturalistas will know the struggle). Just thought I’d add that info so when you see a recent post of me, you don’t become entirely confused. Until next time. Xoxo.
Primarily I wanted my blog space to be about fashion and lifestyle, but based on how life is set up at the moment, I have a lot weighing on my mind which I’ve decided to share here and now on this platform. Ever since I was a young girl, I was a loner. I still am. I know my parents never understood it one bit, but they allowed me to live in my own world for a good part of my childhood and even into my teenager years.
I stuck to myself for the most part and had a few friends and that worked out for me. I found superficial conversations with people I wasn’t close to a waste of my time and that resulted in my circle being super small and intimate. Being much older now, especially that I’ve passed my 30th milestone in my life, I’ve made it my duty to keep my squad close. Or so I thought.
The two qualities that I admire most about people are their honesty and loyalty. I don’t need people around me to make me feel good or even make me laugh (I can do both), but one thing for certain is that I hate liars and people who don’t go hard for me as I do for them. In past “friendships” I’ve had, and I do emphasize had because they no longer exist, I found that these “friends” only friended me because we had a mutual friend or because they wanted something. As quickly as I realized this, these individuals would never hear from or see me again. It may sound harsh but it makes no sense wasting one’s time faking relationships that aren’t fulfilling.
So you must be wondering what really prompted this post. It’s mainly due to disappointment. The disappointment I currently feel because of someone I considered my closest friend. This person knows almost everything about me. Come to find out, this person hasn’t been living the life I thought they were. This betrayal has hurt me to my core and it won’t be easy to get over, especially because I thought this was my solid, straight-laced strong friend. I’ve always said that nothing surprises me anymore and it still stands. However, the revelation has brought a sorrow to my soul that will take some time to mend.
Hell, no one is perfect and I probably won’t be as harsh as I have in past situations, but I do know I will look at this person through different eyes. I really thought I knew this person and all their parts, but surely I was wrong. I say this to say, never be too sure of anything or anyone and just hope for the best. Life will throw you curveballs that you won’t expect and that’s fine. Those are the elements that makes us grow and garner lessons from them. Eventually, even if we don’t forget, we will have time to heal.
Until next time. Xoxo.
So about a week ago, it dawned on me that we were three plus months into the new year. If you ask anyone close to me, I’m always talking about how the time is flying by and all that jazz. Based on my realization, I decided that enough was enough and that I wanted to make an impromptu trip to the North Coast of my island home. And I did. I relished in my getaway like you would never believe. My trip however, was just what I needed and I had a wonderful time. What can really beat much needed change of scenery and rest and relaxation? Below I’ve added my pictures from my trip and also outfit information where I shopped my pieces. Until next time.
What I’m wearing:
Sunnies: Sunglass Spot (Out of stock)
Shorts: Vibrant Miu
Dress: Dress Head
Bralette: Forever 21
Earrings: Unbranded (Old)
So two nights ago, a friend of mine invited me out for a light dinner and drinks at a local, fairly popular spot here in Kingston. He picked me up around 10 ish. When we got there to my surprise, it wasn’t what I was expecting. It was actually quiet and had a great ambience. I liked it. Note to self, weekday outings are heavenly.
So while munching and drinking away, the conversation steered into my younger years. Us both actually because we do everything together. The last two years have changed me a whole damn lot. I’m now in my early thirties ( no children nor am I married), and needless to say, my priorities and the way I think has changed alot.
In my twenties, I could take on the world I had a full-on stressful corporate job ( that felt like a 12 hour shift everyday instead of the standard 9-5), and I still managed to socialize and turn up couple nights out of any week. Looking back now, I’m still at a lost of words. I don’t know how the hell I did all that. If I even remotely try and pull that ish off now, I’d definitely be achy and under the weather the next day. Staying up past a certain time these days are the real struggle. I know I’m not alone. Can I get a hallelujah?
Now, I’ve been so comfortable with my own company. I’m content with the occasional dinner out with close friends or even binge watching one of the many shows I’m completely in love with ( we can discuss this in another post) . I say this to say, I’m handing over the never home, everyone knows your name, party girl torch to the younger girls of this generation. Let me know if you can relate to this post and comment below. Until next time.
In corporate and regular life, appearance matters. Alot. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. What we wear and how we carry ourselves are key component for how we are perceived in the outside world. My focus for this post is Gel Manicured Nails.
Our nails compliment our overall look and our outfits. Alot of people think, “it’s just nails” but it matters. I’ve been guilty of not rocking perfectly done nails. I’d been a nail biter as long as I can remember but of late I’ve slowly broken the habit.
When I started working after university, I realized how awful my nails were. I didn’t want to give a bad impression to anyone either because I had to interact with alot of clients. It was then I decide to get my nails done for that professional look. I got acrylic nails. Acrylics became my best friend and I had them on constantly. I felt naked without them and that became my thing. As good as they looked however, whenever I decided to take them off or when I was gonna have a new complete set with my nail girl done, they were less than attractive. They were ill-shaped, soft and uneven. As a fashion and beauty lover, I’m always on blogs and Pinterest. I found a chic alternative in gel nails. I got my first gel manicure last October and I’ve been in love ever since.
The application is about forty-five minutes to an hour long and they dry instantly. I don’t have to worry about them breaking and the overall maintenance is low. Plus they don’t generally get chipped like when I used to do a at home polish session. The gel prevents that. These are some inspo pictures I found on Pinterest before I ever did my first gel manicure set :-
These are pictures of my nails currently :-
I got a white polish because I think lighter tones look better on my skin tone and makes it pop a bit more. Plus I love neutral tones. Stay tuned for more grown women need to know tips and recommendations.
Until next time.
Okay, okay. So for the last five or six years, I’ve been a die hard coffee lover. I remember this all starting when I was in my corporate job. Getting up at the crack of dawn everyday was a struggle. Real struggle. And that’s where my love of coffee began.
Every morning when I had my mini breakfast (cheesy omelette with a slice of toast) before rushing off to work, a cup of Joe was its complimentary sidekick. After consuming that cup, I had the energy I needed to take on the day. As time progressed, I found myself craving a bit more. There was a min-mart at gas station where I worked near to and after leaving work for the day, I’d stop in and get a cup to go. I. WAS. WIRED. That phase of multiple fixes didn’t last, however, but I still had my morning cup to get going.
I’ve been in a process of dietary change for the last few months and as the year has just begun, I wanted to commit to it wholeheartedly. I’m not here to bash coffee drinking in any way. The smell of it alone gives me an euphoric feeling and it does have its benefits.
This is my second attempt of giving up the cup of morning Joe. This first time I tried I was left with the worse headaches I ever had and after two days, I threw in the towel. I haven’t had a cup in almost two weeks and it has been quite the experience. I have had a lot of fatigue during the course of the day and getting out of bed to start my day has been a challenge. Unlike the headaches I had before, in my first week, I felt back leg pains (I’m assuming because I no longer had caffeine my veins and it was so used to.)
I’ve managed to find decent replacements in that of a variety of teas and they have been working for me. I have been alternating between black tea, chocolate tea (hot chocolate) and ginger tea which can be found in most if not all markets. I sweeten my tea with a bit of cane sugar and milk if needed and then I’m good to go.
I say this to say, it doesn’t mean I’ll give up coffee FOREVER. My goal is to break the dependency I’ve created in consuming it everyday for years. Wish me luck going forward loves. Until next time.
So what’s becoming increasing clear to me is that I have a love of all things BLOGS. I spend a good chunk of my day reading and stalking blog sites. Truth be told, I have an affinity towards fashion and lifestyle bloggers but that’s understandable because it’s an aspiration of mine. After reading the title of this post, you must be wondering what’s this thing I’m “again” trying, and that is blogging independently.
Two days ago, I found a blog post I made on Blogger (the blogging domain that Google owns). Actually it was two of them. One written in 2007 and the other in 2008. One post was about love and the relationship I was in at that time and the other about overcoming failed friendships. I will not lie to and tell you they didn’t impress me. I was actually really blown away by them. I don’t even remember writing them! But reading them, stirred up something inside me that wants to share my little piece of the world with a few people who care to come along for the ride.
My second attempt at blogging came last year. June to be exact. I was excited. Determined to share my whole self to the world! or was I? I had a whole list of things I wanted to manifest into life but my emotions were all over the place. At the time, my dad was diagnosed with lung cancer and I took care of him all day everyday. I’m sure you can all relate. When anyone is going through relationship and family crisis, it’s hard as hell to focus on work or a dream or passion. For that reason, I decided put it off for a while. My dad passed away a month after I created my blog site and it was clear to me in that moment that I needed time to myself and I fell in a deep depression. Even now I’m not entirely over it but everyday it gets a little better.
So fast forward to the now that is January 2018. I do believe I’m ready again and I’m not throwing in the towel this time! Third time’s a charm right? Like the saying, ” Trust the timing of your life” and you cannot go wrong.