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Fashion Accessories that Every Woman Should Have
Accessories are the easiest way to elevate your personality. They have the capability to completely change the look of an outfit. Moreover, women love the idea of having a versatile wardrobe. Here, in this blog, we are going to discuss some useful women's accessories that every woman should have to look unique among all.
By Vishesh Garg3 years ago in Styled
Statement Jewelry for Women
Women love to express themselves, be it on the fashion front or personality-wise; they carry the highest regard. Hence, wearing eye-catching jewelry pieces is becoming the norm. However, jewelry of the same old design is a little boring and looks average. So, people look for unique jewelry that could easily stand out in the crowd. In such a case, a rope ring can be an ideal choice.
By Mohammad Barkati3 years ago in Styled
Fitting in
My crafting journey has been a lifelong pursuit. Skills passed down from generations of women in my family, mainly my mother and grandmother, taught me to knit and crochet when I was 9, and thread a bobbin when I was 6. I have always loved having the ability to create whenever the mood strikes me. Yet my true passion has always been found in a parallel medium, performing onstage as a musical theater artist, and it is the combination of these two loves that has helped me see all the places my crafting journey may lead.
By Maggie Flanigan3 years ago in Styled
7 States With the Most Beautiful Women According to MBGN (Photos)
Are you ready to have some fun today? Alright! A reader of mine messaged me via Facebook and asked me quote: "Jide, can you do a list of states with the most beautiful women in Nigeria?" Immediately, I thought to myself that that was in fact a good list idea but I also knew that I'm not one to just by my own opinion come out here and give this kind of list because things like these are very subjective.
By Jide Okonjo3 years ago in Styled
What Becomes of Pieces
I started cutting up sweatshirts for more than one reason but a big one was that I was laying on the floor a lot. I drank so much grapefruit juice that I passed out on an eastbound Long Island Rail Road train and afterwards a bystander said he thought I had died. I had no idea there was a limit to the amount of grapefruit a person can drink, and wouldn’t learn about the adverse effects of mixing Adderall and acidic juices until later that day after minutes of WebMD research.
By Kalina Isoline3 years ago in Styled
How to Make an Ordinary Outfit Extraordinary
We all have our go-to outfits that are perfect for an everyday look. Whether it’s your most comfortable but chic pair of palazzo pants or your ride-or-die white blouse, you’ll always spring for it. However, your timeless wardrobe staples can be missing the WOW factor.
By Alicia Walker3 years ago in Styled
Amazing Fundamental Thoughts on Summer Wear for Women
All set to refresh your closet for approaching summers? Anyway, what sort of summer fundamentals would you say you are intending to treat your closet with? Light shades, breathable texture, and agreeable to wear outfits, right?
By Lakshita Arora3 years ago in Styled
Things To Look Out For Before Buying A Leather Bag
Packs are a significant piece of our advanced way of life, as they assist us with conveying various things without any problem. To travel, yet the packs additionally serve a style articulation for ladies' design outfit.
By Adam Marshall3 years ago in Styled
Making Sustainability Sexy - one corset at a time.
Last year, when the pandemic hit and the world came to a brief pause and we found ourselves cooped up in the comfort of our own homes, in the beginning of the quarantine — I picked up something I love so much but have been neglecting because of the nature of the toxic fashion industry I had been a part of since I graduated with a BA in fashion design from Istituto Marangoni in 2010 — creating beautiful and unique pieces from scratch.
By Ekaterina Eastlack3 years ago in Styled
Creating is a powerful form of self-expression. I find that using a medium that suits my current feeling brings me to comfort and a place of Zen.
My very first memory of my Mother doing something that I was so curious about, so interesting to me that I would get scolded and told to stop bugging her, was of her sitting intently at her sewing table. She was surrounded by lengths of colorful fabric and shiny things. As a little girl that was impossible to resist! It was even more interesting to me than Grandma baking in the kitchen, while I sneakily picked fresh Peaches from her tree. When I reminisce about these moments so long ago, Nostalgia surrounds my heart, and my chest gets tight. The smells of...I can't describe, I never can! A warm summer's eve, and the inexplicable delight of being alive. I truly was a little girl in happily forever after-Ville. Really it's needless to say, but as I grew older my interests naturally expanded to things l was strangely unaware of before. They suddenly surrounded me. Even still, the pleasant experiences of early childhood, enabled a keen sense of color, smell, and texture. I of course did not know what that meant for me at the time, but my mother was happy about it, and when my Mommy was happy, the world was a good place to be. So here I will return to the Child that remembers with rosy-cheeked exuberance, the very first flouncy blouse, without Rick Rack (if you were born after 1980 it is forgiven, if not in your personal dictionary.) I think it was in 2nd grade, and I was so proud of my new "Stevie Nicks" blouse. It was truly a hit that first debut, so much that my teacher inquired as to where my Mom bought that "Fab blouse". I was beaming, and to this day is a favorite memory. This is a true story, so it is not all sugar plums, believe me, there's all that the behind closed doors stuff too. Not that I will tell...we'll see. What I am trying to lead into, is at the end of the day my mother was an "Outside the Box," exceptional seamstress, beyond the times. I wore homemade clothing, all except for the fashion impossible designer jeans of the day. I'm sure most of you are familiar, "Chemin de Fer, Souvenirs, Dittos, etc?" Must-haves for teens then. My other clothing was a mystery to strangers, as far as they knew, I was hitting the Fashion District in San Fran every Fall! My closest girlfriends were the only ones who had the whole down-low. We were all pretty surprised when I took the yearbook title for "Best Dressed Female" in the whole eighth grade. I was not Miss Popularity or any such nonsense, but you'd think it might of been nice of me to give my Mom a little Love right? I didn't, being the teenage, (14 years ancient) Narcissist that I was at the time. Shame haunts me now as it should because my Mom has sadly passed on too soon, and if I could go back, (her words ringing in my head hanging low), "Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda, Susan Lyn" I would shout out to all just how wonderful she was and not just a Seamstress, she was a multi-talented, well rounded Renaissance Woman. As well the Strongest woman, unshakeable, unbreakable, unbeatable. Just completely everything I wish I could, but never will be. That is a small lead into the graces of my Mom, for none of us have enough time to do her justice. Now to the to real of what I am telling you about. I am an Artist. Full to the hilt Libra-Virgo, and I am not afraid to embrace my flakiness, I like to think it makes me mysterious. I don't mind if people think otherwise, I'm old now at 53 so I like to think what I want of other people as well, keeps it interesting! I'm als0 sensitive, Librans trait as well so please don't feel free to tell me if your thoughts are unkind as I will do likewise. Having said what about my life I think adequate for explaining my Artistic drive, I am not the Scissor Wizard that was my Mom, but I do use them daily for my various crafts and experimental as well as fundamental endeavors. I am mainly a Sketch Artist, that is what came to me as just a breeze, a wonderful gift by any means. I believe it comes from my Fathers' side. Remember my aforementioned Grandma in the kitchen? She was a Non-proclaimed and very talented sketcher of birds. Any and all kinds of birds, and cats too. Birds and Cats, playing together in harmony. She could also write. She made all the Church-ladies have to use their hankies, and she would get so mad at me for laughing. Hey, it was funny when their makeup was all runny, I was a kid, and a Tomboy that didn't cry ever, (in church anyway)I had my tears more than enough, later on when I figured out I was only crying because I was a Libra for sure. I was so mad at that Idiotic crap that went on and changed signs to be a Gemini. I always wanted to have a twin or any sibling for that matter. Soon it came to be, I started to get in trouble in sch00l, mostly in Math class for doodling all over my papers. "Remember the days of "show your work?" They are no more, kids today have it easy comparatively. I guess they didn't appreciate the kind of work I was showing. Being the way she was, rather than suppress my urges to draw on everything every chance I could, (sans her walls in my ro0m) she put me to work in UC Davis annex art classes in the afternoons, only if I quit drawing on my schoolwork, and finished my homework assignments to her satisfaction. Staunch and Stern, she was a Norwegian all the way on that kind of thing. I will note that I am very grateful for that today, not so much then. That is a gift, as it was because I received a much more than adequate public school education. So it was then, throughout grade school, and Junior-High I happily partook in all the art stuff I was mature enough to enjoy. I even made some college-age "friends" I did not know that in time they were going to become priceless mentors to me in the future. That statements bring to mind how endless time seemed then compared to these flash in the pan type of days I am enduring now. Youth is so terribly unappreciated when we are in the midst of it, and that is sad to me, in retrospect. So as the tales trudges along towards the summer of my 14th year, these entities called boys became the most important factor of my focus. I seemed to lose interest in just about everything else, except my favorite tv shows, such as you may have gathered the 70's so...Partridge Family, need I embarrass myself further? I sort of disconnected with my Mom too, and it was no secret that she was none too happy with her "teenage" exorcist reject wanna be so "Cool" version of Me. I still did not mind the homemade clothing, but none of the kids at school were noticing me, and I did notice that to the extreme. I had become the blender type of girl, boring and unnoticeable. Unacceptable to me, even though before, these matters simply did not matter. (Ugh) is the only suitable response to who I thought I had to suddenly become.
By Susan Hoeflich3 years ago in Styled