Oops, Simmering Goodness has been quiet. While I am attending to my long list of work projects, please enjoy this brilliant quote (thank you Jump For Joy for brightening up this chilly Sunday.)
Source: Jump For Joy Photo Project
Out of all superheroes, Iron Man is my favourite because he is one stylish dresser.
Think about it. Iron Man’s super power is his intelligence, accompanied by a sense of justice and integrity. His armour is the result of his ingenuity and is used as a tool to achieve peace and justice.
To top it off, he has a whole collection of suits for different situations. All beautifully-crafted powerful technology.
On the other hand, most if not all superheroes wear the same signature outfit. Batman has his dark suit (the design does evolve over time), Daredevil prefers head-to-toe red, Superman has a cape, and Wonder Woman spins around and transforms into the same thing every time.
Moreover, while many costumes are designed to mask the identity of the hero, Iron Man is loud and proud and is totally “out”. He is fighting the bad guys in his own name.
How’s this related to styling?
I know it may sound farfetched but that’s just how my brain works so allow me to explain!
To me, Iron Man represents a woman who:
- knows herself really well and is aware of her power, knowledge and experience.
- has a high sense of self-awareness and is comfortable in her own skin.
- builds her own style (does not follow trends or let others “give” her a style).
- understands the importance of dressing appropriately for each occasion.
Conclusion: You really cannot be stylish unless you have substance.
What do you think? Do you know someone who is a superhero dresser?
Mastering the skills of U-Turning will save you lots of anguish (and wrinkles).
I had a bad meeting yesterday. It did turn out to be successful….. but I was painfully aware of my sub-par performance in steering the conversation smoothly. If I am a 10 on my best day, yesterday would be a 4. As someone who have been told (by too many, for too many times) that I tend to be hard on myself, I would still be beating myself up …. had I not been introduced to the art of u-turning.
Curiously, I came across the term “U Turn” not in any business or self-improvement book, but a diet book – You: on a Diet (sidenote: a fun reference but no, I did not follow their programme.) In fact, the authors use “YOU turn” but you get the gist of it….Here’s an article that explains “YOU-turn”.
In essence, U-turning is about expecting or even planning for curve balls, so you are constantly armed with both the mindset and strategy to efficiently deal with setback as productively as possible. As the saying goes, why cry over spilled milk?
Hats off if you were born with a U-Turn radar. But if you are more like the old-me who had a tough time dealing with setback, I hope this post provides with you something to consider! Chin up!
The best fashion tip I’ve ever read is from Scott Shuman, the Sartorialist.
There is no such thing as effortless chic. If you are secretly harbouring the dream that someday you will be consistently, thoughtlessly reach in to your closet and pull out a super chic ensemble, well, you are fighting a no-win battle with yourself.
Now that’s sage advice from a star photographer who captures personalities, not just trends, in his shots, whether it is from the runway, during fashion show weeks, or just, the most interesting of all, through random encounters with every day folks on the streets throughout the world.
I breathed a sign of relief when I read that, to be honest. It can be tiring to keep up a standard – perhaps necessary for public personalities especially those who work in the fashion industry, but for the rest of us, let’s be realistic, 365/24/7 chic??
Still, how do these effortlessly chic people do it? Scott has observed that….
…..not about how much money they have, but how attuned they are to their reality. It’s an almost zen-like sense of self-awareness.
…..they all tend to be cautious shoppers. They make the tough decisions in the dressing room, not in their closet…if you only fill your closet with what works then just grabbing things from that closet will be a million times easier… hence the perception of “effortlessness”.
Do you love his advice as much as I do?
Grace is one of the pillars that make up what I call “a whole package of goodness”. I want to capture this quality I see in some women in my network – their presence transforms the moment into a zone of warmth and appreciation.
But when I began to write about this topic, I had a second thought. Is Grace the right word at all? Maybe being graceful is all about demonstrating elegant manners, something that one can learn a la Eliza Doolittle? That does not quite capture the quality I have in mind. And if someone is very elegant but in an aloof way, can she still be described as being graceful? The lack of warmth is not right. And surely gracefulness is best shown through one’s interactions with others?
So, I consulted the (online) dictionaries!
Grace is defined as:
- Seemingly effortless beauty of charm of movement, form, or proportion
- Smoothness and elegance of movement
- Courteous, Good will
- A pleasing or charming quality
- (Graces) an attractively polite manner of behaving
Moreover, Grace is also
- A sense of propriety and consideration for others
For me, that last point really gels everything together. Though important, elegant manners alone don’t make one graceful. That Je ne sais quoi quality I try to describe is built upon a genuine sense of considerations for others.
Do you agree?
My children teach me the wonderful world of playing.
I don’t remember much playtime in my childhood. Not because I was not allowed to; I was just a bit of an odd kid, I suppose, who tended to be too serious and studious. That attitude carried on a bit into later years when I found myself, though suitably sociable, just wasn’t into playfulness that defines those magical decades of teenage and early adulthood.
Fast forward to parenthood. For me, the toughest part is not the duties of caring, teaching, feeding, and so on, but the ability to let go, play and be generally crazy (I have 2 active boys!). My husband, on the other hand, has always treasured the child in himself, and be able to switch between the roles of parent and playmate appropriately.
What I have learned in the past 9 years since joining parenthood is that Play is a pivotal aspect of a healthy person.
- Playing nurtures creativity which is the foundation of problem-solving and critical thinking.
- Playing with friends plants the seeds of social skills and team spirits.
- Playing allows your brain to flex its muscles in all directions.
- Playing, if physical, is the best way to build and maintain a healthy body and mind (look at the billion-dollar industry that helps stressed-out adults to regain that balance!).
The list goes on. I must admit I am still a student in this regard. This, my friends, is one of my key resolutions for Year 2013 – Play More.
When I was a university student, I frequently dropped into my friend Elaine’s house for some homecooking. We have known each other since 12 and both studied in London, she as a medical student at Guys’ and St. Thomas’ Hospital, and I at the London School of Economics.
I camped out at her place rather than the other way round for 2 simple reasons. She/her family owned a house and she was a patient and excellent cook – both obviously trumped my rental flat and same old same old live-to-eat meals.
One thing I never understood though was her insistence on decorating the dishes properly. I mean, we were care free students and old friends, we were alone at her place. A a gourmet dining experience did not seem important. I remember teasing her about her fuzziness which extended to other “feel good” things that she deemed necessary in her life.
It was not until 15 years later, when we repeated the same experience in a different country, that I began to understand the smartness of it all.
By then, our situations were reversed. I was all settled in Toronto, Canada, whereas she took up a limited-time job in organ transplants at the Sick Children’s hospital. Like many other visiting doctors, she was living in the residence next door, a rather depressing-looking building (see below) of which the only advantage is its proximity to the downtown hospital.
Before I had a chance to visit, she already decorated (on a sound budget, let me add) her little apartment. Nothing outrageous or glamorous, not even a coat of new paint, just carefully selected new furnitures and floor lighting. And as always, the evening was spent on catching up with each other after a scrumptious home cooked meal.
I thought back to the many places I had rented while in England, both as a student and a young professional. It was all about being functional, being livable, and not investing any beauties in a temporary home. Elaine, on the other hand, took a different approach regardless of where she lived – she MADE it her home by infusing objects of delights. Maybe a cool floor lamp, or a nicely decorated dinner table for her friends. Back home in London, she also allowed herself one weekly indulgence – a fresh bouquet of flowers.
Finally, I understand that is Elaine’s way of Joie de Vivre. Living in the moment, incorporating little delights in her daily life, wherever she is, whatever she is doing.
I may have her at the back of the mind when I decided to bring out one of our many sets of “nice China” for daily use. It has taken me more than a decade to learn that being practical should not prevent one from infusing beauties into one’s daily life.