Whenever I am buying shoes, I try to remember the wise words from the Guyanese proverb: ‘When yah like play cheap yah does pay dare,’ that my Godmother always preached to me.
For as long as I can remember, I have suffered terribly from acne.
Just as prom pictures were about to dominate my Facebook timeline for the next two weeks or so, they were quickly dwarfed by the stories and photos of the recently averted Republic Bank robbery and the Camp Street jailhouse fire respectively.
A woman’s connection with her undergarments is a unique one, and this is especially so in the case of many Guyanese women.
Earlier this week, I woke up to images of a glowing pregnant barely covered Serena Williams gracing the cover of Vanity Fair on my Instagram feed.
The memory of the spoken word can last a long time. I can still remember words that were said to me from eight years ago by people I have lost total contact with.
June is the month where special allowance is made to colour block your fashions for 30 days straight without looking ‘too much’.
The apparent natural path to follow that guarantees a fulfilled life for any woman, according to society’s standards, entails becoming a mother.
Believe it or not but my wallet hasn’t made way for trends this summer neither have I participated in the spring cleaning ritual most fashionistas swear by.
Earlier on in April, ACED Design –a Chicago based company introduced the ‘RompHim’ to the market.
Growing up, I recollect hearing of two golden rules when it came to dressing.
There was excitement at seeing Marine Le Pen defeated by the ever-so-hot Emmanuel Macron, who also happens to be 39 (I know), in France’s recently held elections.
In a world where everything as it relates to fashion has become ordinary and lacklustre, the Met Gala is one of the few events that fashion enthusiasts look forward to.
Currently there are about 27 items in my ASOS saved bag. Many online retailers offer the save now, buy later feature which allows the user to bookmark the items for a certain period of time in their accounts.
When it comes to authentic personal choice and choosing what we want to wear, sometimes it isn’t as personal as we may perceive it or want it to be.
When most people hear of or contemplate on ‘bashment’ music most commonly known as dancehall music, they tend to associate it with violence, vulgarity and uncouthness.
About two weeks ago I read about an incident that took place in Canal Number One Polder, West Bank Demerara which resulted in Dameion Gordon and Vernon Beckles enduring a merciless beating and verbal abuse (inclusive of racial slurs being thrown at them).
A few weeks ago my husband gifted me a pink vintage bicycle. He was aware of my admiration for women who choose to cycle as opposed to getting around by car for some time.
People often assume that my faith is Muslim because of my first name.
Throughout this current political season where populist movements are seemingly growing thicker than wild bush and misogyny is ripe within American politics, I constantly find myself reflecting on how this will influence fashion and the industry at large.
In an era where image combined with the fitting use of social media garners immense likeability and public approval, it should come as no surprise that politicians are using this recipe to grow and strengthen their political careers.
Substance and value will never go out of style. They can be intimidated by trends, but trends are exactly what they claim to be and temporary.
Despite having a small wedding of my own, I am always giddy with excitement when I am invited to one.
Earlier this week I came across an article in The Guardian titled “Sex doesn’t sell anymore, activism does”.
I am considering deactivating my Facebook account for a while. The social media platform, which happens to be my daily source of constant news updates is, I believe, starting to have a negative effect on my psyche.
I stayed away from the television last Friday. I knew seeing Donald Trump being sworn as the 45th President of the United States would have driven me up a wall even further as I already find his politics to be burdensome and aggravating.
Time and time again I am reminded that our outlook on beauty—or should I say our perception of what should be deemed beauty—is forever dictated to and influenced by our environment, culture, history and social upbringing among other factors.
As Menswear Week wraps up, I ponder on why my husband showed no excitement towards the newest men’s fashions; there was no latent desirability either.
Happy New Year guys! I trust that you are all recharged and ready to take on 2017.
There are not too many occasions that I deem necessary to warrant me devoting all my energies to looking spectacular.
I suppose it came as a surprise to many that I haven’t written a fashion Christmas wish list but I have grown to believe that consuming just for the sake of consuming takes away from one truly embracing fashion.
It is sometimes easy to ignore the atrocities of the world especially when you or a loved one are not experiencing it firsthand.
This year I find myself to be a tad obsessed with Christmas. I suppose it’s because I now have my own little family and it’s our first Christmas together, I feel more energized and motivated to indulge in all the commercial Christmas traps – a Santa Claus tablecloth and a fresh Christmas tree have already been checked on my Christmas list.
Earlier this week, my husband and I hosted one of his colleagues for dinner.
We are all guilty of owning at least one thing that we regret buying and more than often the act of remorseful buying happens when we are high on impulse – perhaps our favourite brand may be having a sale or chances are we may have developed some sort of obsession with a particular design style or concept.
My six-week love affair with Russia has come to an end. I have reached the conclusion that there will never be enough time to take in all that is Russia as travelling across the country is easier said than done and sometimes even proves to be quite perilous.
The news that Donald Trump was triumphant at the recently held elections in the USA found me whilst I was having lunch with a group of friends who were in support of him.
Sometimes I wonder if wearing leaves were to become a trend, whether Guyanese would jump on the bandwagon without thought or question, like they tend to do with everything that is popular in North America.
Здравствуйте (Hello) This is literally the only word I have been able to pick up in my first two weeks in Russia.
Every now and then I get a pleasant surprise when it comes to local designers and creatives challenging the hypocrisies of society through their creative abilities.
Summer is incredibly difficult to break up with. I think that what I detest the most is changing my colour palette to fall-like colours such as brown and burgundy.
As fashion month concludes in Paris, this season has brought about an incredible amount discourse and dispute among those in the fashion community.
Milan Fashion Week opened with the country’s Prime Minister Matteo Renzi pledging his continuing support for the industry.
Whether or not we are active users of internet and smart technology, they both would have undoubtedly influenced our lives in some way or the other.
There is a certain expectation that once you are a woman, you are supposed to like makeup, even more so if you are one who is heavily into fashion.
I recently came across a post on a blog called Churchroadman. It highlighted the unambiguity of businesses playing on the racial insecurities of people by contributing to the bleaching business.
Have you ever reflected on why you like the things you like and how are they tied to your social values and history?
Last week I found myself rummaging through the racks of a secondhand vintage shop in Antwerp.
After I returned to Guyana from studying overseas, I was always met with stunned expressions when persons found out that I was pursuing a career in fashion.
Baffling does not even begin to describe First Lady Sandra Granger’s deafening silence on the issue of the dress code.