FRIENDS. I know it has been a hot minute and I am so sorry for leaving you hanging. I think it’s only fair that I catch you up on what we have been up to during Summer Seventeen. Doesn’t quite have the same ring to it as Summer Sixteen – Drake truly is a genius – but it was lit nonetheless. Read More
SO sorry for being MIA friends but I had to survive tax season before getting back to all things shiny and pretty. I haven’t really been feeling myself lately as I have been rocking my hair on top of my head for the last month and successfully hiding behind my larger than life Tory Burch tortoiseshell frames. I do have my eye on this Tom Ford pair so I can switch up my game a bit AND look fresh to death while inputting numbers into Excel. Priorities. I have learned many things this past month – I know an embarrassing amount about pivot tables and Excel formulas, hair really does look healthier when you stop using 59 irons to style it in the morning, dry shampoo has LEGIT saved my life and daylight savings time is the absolute WORST. I have also really, REALLY missed the outdoors. Being trapped behind a computer screen since the start of 2017 will do that to you.
Hey Lover. Yes, I am talking to you – you know that I love my readers fiercely. Don’t let this freak you out, I use this greeting all the time – I say it to my ride-or-die besties, my bae (That’s you, Rohan) and my family, which they undoubtedly love. I have always been unabashedly honest about my emotions and wear my heart on my sleeve – ain’t no shame in my game. I can’t, however, take credit for this phrase – that is an honor that is reserved for the one and only LL COOL J.
We all have those songs that automatically make our shoulders shimmy. Regardless of where we are or what we are doing, there are certain songs that evoke nostalgic memories of getting down in the club- Save the Last Dance style – and cause an intense urge to do the dougie, the stanky leg or the shmoney dance that cannot be quieted or tamed. Believe me, I have tried. For me, that song is Shoulder Lean, a Young Dro classic featuring T.I. – I dare you to listen to it and NOT move. Try it. Go on with your bad self.
Although this 2006 classic makes my shoulders shimmy, it is not the only thing that makes me want to party like it’s 1999.
You’re now tuned into the mother#^@%*&in greatest – that’s if you did what all the cool kids did last week and entered in your email to get updates from suddhara.com. If you haven’t, you are dead to me. KIDDING. But you should probably go ahead and do it now. I will wait.
This week has NOT been an easy one for this country. Because this is a fashion and lifestyle blog, I will stick with what I know but I have found inspiration in these words.
It’s been more than a year since I sat down at the computer to write something other than a legal memorandum. I could give many excuses as to why – planning the Romyna2015 wedding celebrations took every extra minute of my day, my full-time job intensified and free time became a thing of the past and post-marriage travels took us to Jamaica, Costa Rica and all around the country for weddings to celebrate our friends and family, leaving very little time to focus on anything else but the basics.
Though these things did bring immense joy to my world, as well as a little chaos, they are not responsible for why I have been absent from suddhara.com. That is much harder to type on paper.