Style is Art, I promise…

I’m having a little giggle because my friend Eleanor from JustEllaBella is doing a collaboration with Label Collections at the moment and I poked her a bit and made her show me the results of what she is doing. Of course what she is doing has come out stunningly and of course I had to gush in response with how talented she is.

“Talented?” she asks me, as if her Eleanoresque talent has nothing to do with it.

But yes, talented. I won’t tell you what she’s done (you’ll have to stalk her on her blog and on Instagram if you want answers to that question) but since Label Collections is mostly a clothing company, her current project has to do with style. And boy does she have tons of it!

Of course now I’m looking at her and how quickly she put all this together and I’m going could I do that? I have no idea. But since I’m Learning to Girl this year (because all life is a canvas and I’m on a mission to paint the whole damn thing now!) perhaps I do need to take a deeper look at my wardrobe and start looking at what tweaks I can make to my sense of style. No, not makeover tweaks. Just enhancements, you know? Like, sure, Nadine. you travel a bit and you therefore have an extraordinarily large collection of harem pants, but perhaps you could either wear them a little less or come up with something new to do with them. Like turn them into dresses or something.

Ok probably that won’t happen…

I’m kind of inspired by her project though, and I’m thinking I should probably ask her to help me copy her at some point because she’s so clever. Although I wouldn’t let anyone take a look inside my closet ever because gosh how embarrassing! I should definitely look into decluttering my wardrobe and making an effort to get more out of less.

Hmmm…. She’s definitely got me thinking…

Ootrey Saved My Ass

So I’ve been putting off getting new glasses for ages. The last time I went for an eye test was just before we went to India and that whole exercise cost me R3500 and it was depressing because R3500 buys a lot of naan bread, you know? But also: sight is NB.

Then last year I met Venean. And she’s just the sweetest thing that exists. You know when you meet someone and you’re just like “oh my gosh I hope that good things in life happen for you because you are so freaking beautiful in every way and I love you” – that’s Venean. Obviously she has magic powers of loveliness.

Soon after meeting her I discovered that her husband (who is just as lovely – I get really excited when lovely people find each other) had started a new business selling prescription eyewear online. Basically you choose three frames and they will drop them off at your door so that you can decide overnight which one you would like and then they fetch them again in the morning. I LOVED this idea. And even better than this idea was the fact that all their glasses have names. One was even called Arwen (which I was bummed about not getting because it’s impractically pink but I might just get it anyway at a later stage – I have pink outfits) and obviously that made my nerd heart happy even though I’m not the biggest Lord of the Rings fan. Again, I found myself thinking aw you guys just deserve success in all your endevours. 

Anyway, back up to last week and Thomas, Bridgette, and I are at the optometrist. The loveliest lady ever, seriously (Torga at Greenacres). She was so great. I was up front with her from the beginning though. I told her I have a friend who has a small eyewear business and I need to support him, I’m only using you for your prescription. She just laughed. I was super relieved: It could have been awkward! (ok maybe it was)

They gave me a quote for our glasses anyway, with no pressure. I have to admit: the quote made me gulp. The total for three of us to get eyewear would pretty much wipe out our medical savings. Granted, those quotes included those lenses that change to sunglasses in the sunlilght (not my style) but still: eeeek!

Well, I contacted Ian from Ootrey and he came right over. And – lucky me with friends in high places! – he left ALL his glasses with me for the three of us to try out. Flip that was fun!

Tom and I just needed standard glasses with UV filters (you NEED those filters when you take as many selfies as I do, believe me!) but Bridgette needed a more specialised pair.

Bridgette’s glasses cost me R1800.

Thomas’ and my glasses cost R899 each.

So…I bought two pairs for myself because obviously a girl needs options!

Thanks Ian (and Venean) for your incredible service! You went above and beyond for us and I really appreciate it. The financial saving was a monumental relief!

Learning to Girl

In my new quest to do a better job of looking after both my mental as well as my physical health, I’ve decided to do a little work on my girly side. Yes, I said girly, and yes I am aware that for some obscure reason the word girl has recently become synonymous with disrespect (how?) but I quite like the word girl and haven’t yet figured out how I’m supposed to be offended by it so I’m just going to keep it for now. And yes, I’m still keeping it even though I’m a 30-something year old woman and apparently am no longer allowed to use the word in reference to myself. Seriously: who makes up these rules anyway?

I digress…

I’m not very good at the girly side of life (unless you count my ability to rock a unicorn headband) but since I’m keeping company with a whole ton of Beauty Bloggers these days – and they all seem like super happy people! – I kind of thought to myself why not learn from the pros?  It is highly doubtful that I will ever attempt, nevermind perfect, winged eyeliner or master contouring (or figure out what contouring is) but there are surely some learnable things out there that will fit squarely in my wheelhouse, right? (What is a wheelhouse though?) (more…)