THIS is what I wore to Cup Match. I ended up only going the second day though. My ace girl had to get the finishing touches on her outfit completed, so my daughter and I tagged along. Plus I needed to do my holiday cooking, so it worked out fine.
I’m sure you’re wondering from part 1, ‘Did she actually save any money??’ Whelp! I had an outfit all picked out for the first day. Something out of my closet too. There were a few things I saw in Flying Colours but I said nahhhh. So I definitely saved there.
When we get to day 2 though.. Hmm. I feel like I actually did save. I did have my outfit made, but all I had to really buy was the material, a zipper, hook and eye and my sandals. The head piece I wore I actually got from a crafts store and I wore accessories I already had. The purse and sunglasses I already had as well. There was no need to buy anything else. That being said, this outfit is an original. No one else has it. That in itself is priceless.
So all in all, I’m reallyyy happy with how everything turned out and going forward I’ll be getting loads of things made. I actually want to take sewing lessons, then I’ll save even more money. I’m more inspired than ever before, so stay tuned for what’s to come!! #SlayBDA.
So, as I glance at my calendar, I mentally take note, and maybe freak out just a teensy bit at the realization that Cup Match is next fattin week! Time surely waits for no man. One of the biggest holidays in Bermuda is almost here.
Cup Match aka Emancipation Day and Somers’ Day is July 28th and 29th this year. It’s two glorious days of cricket, beaching, good food and of course music, rum and let’s not forget a lil Crown n Anchor action happening. Here’s something useful to note, Cup Match is always on a Thursday and Friday. That’s a nice long weekend for you. You can’t go wrong. If you want to visit, just fly in the Wednesday evening and fly out on the Monday. Bang!
Now, I normally attend both days and I’m also one of those people (It’s a lot of us. I’m just sayin…) that like to get something new for the second day. Now, I only went back to work in May and I now have my daughter, so clearly I’m on that mommy budget or my #SaveAndSlay budget as I like to call it. Just because I have to watch my coins though doesn’t mean I can’t slay it up a bit. I also missed the last 2 Cup Matches as I was in London, England so you know I’m trying to do it up just a bit.
So all that being said, I’ve decided for Day 1, I won’t be ordering anything online. I will be buying my outfit from either the thrift stores and/or tourist shops. They have some nice things in the tourist shops. Don’t sleep on them, real talk. I’ll be going to the Barn of course and I’ll probably stop by Orange Bay and the Upstairs Closet. I had popped into Flying Colours and Davison’s on my lunch break the other day and listen…. Davison’s will definitely be seeing me from time to time.
Now… As for Day 2…. You’re going to have to wait and see! I actually gave a sneak peek on my Snapchat the other day, so follow me on there – Milahstarr. Again, I won’t be ordering anything online, so make sure you follow me on social media to see what I come up with!! I’m really excited about this actually and will do a quick reveal early on the second day.
“Playing dress-up begins at age five and never truly ends.” —Kate Spade
Have you ever been so proud of yourself for something you accomplished, that you can’t believe you actually did it??
Now it’s not on the level of having my daughter, but it’s high up there! It may seem like a minor ting to someone else but I could care less. All the steps I take bring me closer to where I want to be. It feels good to have started to do things I enjoy. That being said check out the link below!!
Anyone that knows me at least a teensy bit will realise I love a lil thrifting and I’m definitely into fashion. Big shout out to Bermemes for the opportunity though for real for real!!
When I hear the word ‘fashion’ I immediately think of clothing and fabrics of all different colours and prints and textures. I think of all the possible outfits I could create. Putting together an outfit is my work of art. Clothing is where I show my creativity the most. I still play dress up and I love putting together different outfits just for the fun of it.
I have always loved fashion from young. I’m an 80’s baby so I definitely owned the Fashion Plates toy. I even wanted to be a fashion designer. Not sure I’ve even told anyone that, but yeah, I did. I did go through a tom boyish stage, however my love for fashion has been everlasting.
I would actually love to be a stylist or image consultant if that was possible. I mean I know it is, but if I had to work for free, that’s something I would gladly do. Now, I’d also love to own my own boutique and charity shop/thrift store and I intend on that dream becoming a reality! Fashion is a passion that I have never really shared until now. I’ve always wanted to blog about it for quite some time. I mean, I’ve had my WordPress account for about 7 years now and I’m finally utilizing it. Better late than never yeah?
So anywho, welcome to my fashion and style world!! I’m going to come out of my shell. I feel like I was a quiet fashionista so now it’s time to get a lil louder. Why be quiet about something you love?!
This was originally posted on June 6, 2014 on my Facebook page… It pertains to the people of Bermuda, however it can pertain to anyone world wide.
I would like to give a shout out….
To the people that are quietly surviving… The people that are working to make ends meet and the many out of work. Some with families to support. They don’t know where their next meal is going to come from or how they will pay Belco, who doesn’t care that you don’t have a steady income coming in. You’re quietly doing your best to survive yet still smiling through it all. You don’t complain out loud but quietly to yourself, grateful for what may seem like so little to some, is indeed a great deal to many.. that are also quietly surviving just like yourself.
I would like to give a shout out…..
To the people that complain out loud. The people that have jobs; well paying jobs and have insurance and are collecting pension. The people that have cars, bikes, clothes and gold. They travel at least twice a year and are able to ‘enjoy’ life on this island we call paradise. These people that are at times very unkind and shallow, and lack compassion towards others. The ones that have no clue about the struggle and what other people are going through. You could lose your job in the blink of an eye and the possessions that you have can be taken away…and then at that moment, you’ll feel what it’s like to be apart of the struggle.
I would like to give a shout out….
To the ones that recognise and can relate to the struggle and have compassion for one another. The ones that know what it’s like to have no lights and you have to dip water from the tank so you can flush the toilet. To the ones that know all about working pay check to pay check, month to month. To the ones that may not have a whole lot but are still willing to give their last to someone in need…And to the ones that complain a bit but then catch themselves because they know things could be a whole lot worse….
Life is too short to be anything but happy….When things get rough, pray to Jah and ride those waves out.
-Kamilah F Robinson
So…..I’m now a first time mom and a single parent. I’m not where I want to be yet, but by the grace of God and hard work I will get there. I know I am blessed to have a great support system, a roof over my head and I’m healthy and my daughter is healthy. I am grateful….. I have what I need. That being said, I do know all about the struggle, trust and believe. I deeply emphasize with anyone going through it. Better days are indeed coming. I know this is easier said than done at times but focus on the positive and don’t give up!!
As you may know, I was living in London for a year and some months. When I became pregnant I actually didn’t intend on coming back to Bermuda for a few years. My partner, who is also Bermudian, had no real intentions of leaving London either.
I figured I would come home when my daughter was maybe 4 or 5 years old. I didn’t want to separate father and child, but as my pregnancy went on something changed.
London wasn’t home. It was ok for me, a 30 something seeking adventure, but for my baby, no. Quality of life in London was ok as well. We lived in a really nice flat and comfortable area. The hospital and doctor’s office was very close by. The High St was not even a minute away and the bus and train links were excellent.
Thing is, I wanted her to experience what we had coming up as kids. I wanted her to be able to have a yard to play in and to feel the sunlight on her little toes. I wouldn’t have to go far so she can play in the ocean and build little sand castles on the pink sandy beaches.
She would get to see the Gombeys and eat snowballs, and enjoy what island life has to offer. More importantly though, she would get to be around family.
I discussed with my child’s father my feelings and concerns regarding staying and raising our daughter in London. Financially it would have been pretty difficult even though we were both working. I am not one to want to live off of benefits, so I was not trying to go that route. In Bermuda, the cost of living is very high, however you can make a very good wage. You may struggle, but the struggle is much easier compared to the struggles of London.
Then it came down to our support systems. We had little to no family and very little friends in London. Our mothers would have to fly out for the birth and I can say with no hesitation, I would have been depressed when they left, had we stayed in London.
I have to say he was super understanding and agreed it was best for us to return to Bermuda. I was soooo frickin relieved after that. I knew I would miss London, but having my first child in Bermuda became a no brainer. Once the decision was made, my pregnancy became really real after that. I was getting more excited and couldn’t wait to be back home.
I knew there would be much sacrifice and we were taking a leap of faith, but we both stepped out on faith when we left Bermuda and we were able to survive in London. Coming back to Bermuda would be easy as it’s home and so far so good.
I was hoping to be temping upon my return, however that didn’t work out as planned. I’m not used to not working so it did get me down a bit, however the free time has enabled me to work on my YouTube channel as well as my blogs. Now my due date is fast approaching so no work for me until February/March. It hasn’t always been easy, but I have the support of my family and friends and it has been greatly appreciated.
I suppose you could say coming home was one of the first major decisions I made as a mother and I truly have no regrets.