#RandomFashionFact

Did you know?

In 1985, the Air Jordan I hits shelves. Since only white shoes were allowed on NBA courts, the black high-top with the red swoosh was banned from professional play. Jordan wore them anyway and had to pay a fine each time he broke the rules.

Wow, talk about being stubborn!

-Fashion 101

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10 Lessons I’ve Learned As A Personal Stylist

Dr. Markita West with her stylist Candace Tyler. Photo cred: @malikatbenton

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MUA: @tattedupmommy 💄
  • No client is the same. Just like any other profession, clients have different needs and preferences. They all deserve special treatment.
  • Study your client. Learn their likes/dislikes. What is their body type? Any quirks? Favorite color? Who is their style icon? How do they want to be presented to the world? If you’re styling them for a particular event, find out information about the event (formal, casual, etc). These are the ingredients that make a well-styled, satisfied client.
  • A great stylist delivers something unexpected: whether it’s a change in a sleeve, a nip at the waist, manipulating the dress to make it fall better – a good stylist shows something never seen before.
  • Stay up to date. No one wants to be styled by someone who is outdated and doesn’t know the trends. Good stylists know a great deal about style and fashion, along with how to tailor clothes and adorn the body.
  • It’s important to attend fashion shows and other fashion events. Not only does this help you to stay informed but you get the chance to meet other stylists, designers and creatives which is always a good thing.
  • You will put in a LOT of physical labor. The job may require hours of shopping/walking, getting on your hands and knees to fasten shoes, packing and unpacking clothes and jewelry, early mornings and late nights so you must prepare yourself. Get a good night’s rest and wear comfortable clothes and shoes.
  • Invest in a thorough styling kit. Wardrobe emergencies are inevitable and you don’t want to have to call 911 because your client tried to fist fight you.
  • Directing fashion photo shoots is a key component of being a stylist.
  • Learn to trust yourself. In turn, you gain the trust of your client.
  • Styling is a lot of hard work but it pays off because I’m doing something that I absolutely love!

What are some qualities that you want in a personal stylist? I’m dying to know! Sound off in the comments!

Fashionably yours,

Candace Thee Stylist 💕

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#AccordingtoCandace: 11 Rules Everyone Should Follow for Looking Their Best

Although rules are meant to be broken 😏 these are simple guidelines that I follow and recommend on how to look your best.

1) Wear clothes that fit well. Clothes that complement your figure make a difference in your appearance. There are five main body shapes for women: hourglass, apple, pear, triangle, and rectangle {more on this in another post!}. Carefully take time to learn your shape and what items work best for you. Once you learn this, you will be unstoppable.

2) Choose the right undergarments — they matter! I repeat, undergarments MATTER! (yes, I am yelling!) Invest in good bras, panties and shapewear. If you are wearing an ill-fitted bra or we can see panty lines through your trousers or pencil skirt, throw the whole outfit away! Undergarments are vital in helping you look put together and dignified. It’s even been known that undergarments can instantly make you look slimmer. No lie!

3) Find a good tailor and don’t be afraid to use them. Whether it’s for a dress, a pair of trousers, blouse or jacket, always keep your tailor on standby. I planned to wear a white sequins dress to my mother’s homegoing service last year. It fit ok but I felt it was a little too big. So, I took it to my handy tailor and in two days I had a dress that fit like a glove! Listen, a good tailor can save the day. Tip: in most cases, you can find a tailor in your local dry cleaners.

4) Lean into colors. Bright, bold colors can transform your mood and illuminate your appearance. Although I can literally wear all black every day, my other favorite colors to wear are pink, bright yellow, and olive green. Also, don’t be afraid to mix colors {color blocking is still a thing!} — it can make for an exciting day.  

5) Don’t follow the trends. Set them! Trends are a lot of fun and can be exhilarating if you’re able to pull them off but remember they are ever-changing. You don’t want to waste your money constantly following fads only for them to be a laughingstock in a couple years. Think about when some of us were wearing ultra low-rise jeans with half our booty hanging out!? Yuck.

6) Establish a staple piece(s) for your wardrobe. A staple piece is an article of clothing that is essential to your wardrobe. Like, your go-to item that practically goes with anything. Is it a blazer? A little black dress? A summer duster? (oh, how I love a nice duster!), maybe it’s a good pair of jeans? Or a crisp white shirt. There are no limits to the number of staple pieces you can have but remember it must be trusty and must go well with anything. What are your staple pieces that make you feel your best? Wear them! Life is too short to wear clothes that you don’t love.

A few of my staple pieces for fall and winter are long, oversized cardigans, brown and black ankle boots and black skinny jeans {I have several pair}. In the summertime, I remain in a committed relationship with my duster because it pairs well with sundresses and blue jeans.

7) Try not to over-accessorize. I know we love our jewelry but over accessorizing can oftentimes give off a messy or dated look. Famous French fashion designer Coco Chanel offered this minimalist-minded mantra many years ago: “Before you leave the house, look in the mirror and take one thing off.” Make sure that your jewelry does not compete with you or your outfit. You can tell you’ve overdone it if people’s eyes are fixated on your jewelry instead of your face.

8) Mix and match clothes that are already in your closet. Buying an outfit as a set doesn’t mean you are confined to wearing it as a set. Mixing items already in your closet helps you to keep your wardrobe fresh and exciting without having to buy anything new. Don’t be afraid to dibble and dabble in mixing prints.  Aim to stay in the same color that matches your print that you want to wear. For example: black and white polka dots mixed with black and white stripes. Remember, balance is key.  If one print is big and dominates, wear it with something of a smaller scale, and if one item is super loud, find something more subtle to tone it down.

9) Drop them dollas on some nice shoes! After all, it’s one of the first things people look at when you walk into a room. Stylish, quality shoes can totally spruce up a simple outfit.

10) Throw out clothing that no longer fits or has been collecting dust. Try the six-month rule: if you haven’t worn the item in over six months, throw it out! For the record, this doesn’t apply to garments that you only wear for special events; this applies to everyday clothing. Also, try to make it a habit of purchasing new undergarments every six months.

11) Don’t leave the house without confidence! Above all, this is your most attractive armor. And it sets you up for success, which is so, so good.

Do you have any tips to add to the list? Any questions for me? Sound off in the comments!

Fashionably yours,

Candace Thee Stylist 💕

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Fun Post: Top 5 Pet Peeves 😡

  1. Braggers
  2. Excessive negativity
  3. Having to repeat myself multiple times at work
  4. TV and lights left on in an empty room
  5. Toothpaste left in the sink 😫
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Fun Post: 14 Things That Make Me Really Happy 😊

  1. Al dente pasta.. I love the texture!
  2. Quality time with my handsome husband 💕
  3. Ordering new clothes and feeling excited when they arrive
  4. Watching Married At First Sight & other fave shows & live tweeting it
  5. Family time with my siblings and Dad
  6. Having a great hair day (it’s everything!)
  7. Running errands with Milton and Ryenne 🥰
  8. Eating at new restaurants with my homegirls and ordering the whole menu and trying each other’s dishes (it’s the best!)
  9. Jumbo lump crab cakes
  10. Traveling/Getaway weekends
  11. Sunny days.. they instantly make me happy
  12. Scented candles
  13. Intimate conversations in small groups
  14. Those first few minutes between getting in bed and falling asleep

Fashionably yours,

Candace Thee Stylist 💕

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New York & Co. Earrings

Back in summer 2019, I’m at work minding my business. In walks one of my colleagues – I’ll call her Kate. Kate has on these earrings that stop me dead in my tracks.

They were gorgeous!

The earrings were dangling, black and high-fashion-ey. I instantly fell in love with them and knew that I had to have them.

So I say, “Omg, Kate! Where did you get those earrings?! I love them!”

“New York & Company,” she says.

“Oh, I need those!” I say.

“Go on their website but hurry because I got them on sale,” she instructs.

“Bet!” I say.

So I head on over to the NY&Co website, pin down those babies, add them to my cart, and cop them immediately.

Yassss!

The earrings arrive a few days later but I hold off on wearing them. They sit in my jewelry box for weeks until I can find the perfect outfit and hairstyle to complement them.

Kate had been wearing her earrings for several weeks so I subconsciously held off on wearing them to work so we wouldn’t be the office twins.

But the day arrived and I couldn’t wait any longer. I had to break those babies out. I wore them to work with a huge smile and a cute outfit.

“Oh, so you got those earrings, huh? You ain’t waste no time!” says Kate dripping with shade.

“Yes, girl! They’re a little heavy on my ears but I love them.”

And that was that. I could tell that Kate wasn’t thrilled about me copping the same earrings as her. Maybe she felt I was stealing her shine.

Which brings me to a question for all my Pearlites: do you mind when someone deliberately imitates your style? Does it annoy you? Do you take it as a compliment?

You know.. the whole, “imitation is the highest form of flattery.” thing. How do you feel about it?

Are you one of those people who likes to keep the stores you frequent a secret? Or do you freely share because you want everyone to shine? Do you share the store but hope they forget to purchase altogether?

I’ve heard people say things like, “It’s the reason they make more than one item in the store, so that multiple people can buy it!”

I’ve also known people to lie and say the item in question was a gift and they have no idea where it came from. You all are awful people, lol.

I’ve been in both positions where I have shared where I purchased an item later to see that person got it, too. It didn’t bother me one bit. I’m glad to have been able to inspire someone else to dress their best!

Here are my general thoughts: we may cop the same item but our style is different therefore we will not wear it the same. I have the confidence to know that we all are unique and our style can never be duplicated.

So what about you? Do you mind someone buying the same thing you have on? Can you hook it up differently? I’d love to hear your take! Sound off in the comments, please!

Fashionably yours,

Candace Thee Stylist 💕

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2015…The Year Everything Changed

Let’s talk about how I haven’t been able to write on this blog for nearly a year. I’ve been feeling stuck.  Every week I would try to write but would be unable to formulate a working sentence.   Some weeks I wouldn’t log on at all. And for a second, I thought perhaps my run with blogging had come to an end.  Maybe I’d arrived to the finish line.

But then I thought to myself, this couldn’t be the end because I think about it every day. Literally.

So I wrote drafts and then stopped.  Wrote drafts that got deleted because I was careless and forgot to save them (which really drove me crazy). Wrote more drafts then stopped.  None of the sentences came together. I couldn’t complete a single article.  I sought friends for help and asked them for topic ideas.  I got lots of great ideas, too! I cried to them about not being able to write and for a second I would feel a breakthrough but of course it didn’t last long.

Let’s rewind to Summer 2015.  I was living the life!  There I was living in the apartment of my dreams, dating a man whom I absolutely adored, content with the job I had.. and my social life was booming per usual.. then, bam – it all changed.  In June, my mom suffered a massive stroke.

My mom’s stroke caused my comfortable world to suddenly become… well, uncomfortable. My life was changing and I did not want it to.  It was the weekend Milton and I had planned to go to Hampton to visit my parents.  We would take off work and travel down 95 South to take my parents to dinner.  My relationship with Milton was rather new and I really wanted him to get the chance to bond with my parents.  But it didn’t happen that way.

I got a call from my dad Thursday night that my mom had a stroke.  We didn’t know how serious it was. Friday morning came and we heard my mother wasn’t doing well at all.  She had been transferred to intensive care.

So I gave Milton the option of splitting up.  I would go to Hampton to be with my family and perhaps he could enjoy a free weekend to himself. I waited to see what he would do.  I figured he’d take the easy way out with door #2 and make plans to hang out with his boys.  I began mentally preparing myself for the lonely 3-hour drive to Hampton alone.

To my surprise, Milton did not back out.  An hour later, he showed up to my apartment, carried my bags to his truck and drove me to Virginia.

I was floored.  I knew that I already loved Milton but my love for him grew deeper that day.

The next few weeks and months were followed by a series of emotional trips back and forth to Hampton. Twice doctors told my family that we needed to prepare for my mother’s departure.  Can you imagine someone telling you to get ready for your mother to die? Like, what?

I mean, come on, I’m only 33.  I needed my mother for a heck of a lot more time.  I needed to hear her opinion on things.  I needed her to see me grab my Master’s degree.  I needed her to teach me how to cook more of her special dishes. I needed her to walk down the aisle when I got married. I needed her by my side if I decided to have a child. I needed her for so much more – all the millions of reasons a girl needs her mother.

Life became hard and not fun.  My mother was unresponsive for weeks.  I was annoyed. Annoyed that I couldn’t live my life how I wanted. Annoyed that my Friday nights were spent traveling to Virginia and not out on date night. Annoyed that my emotions were everywhere and I couldn’t control it.

Fast forward to now. My parents have come back to Maryland so we all could better care for my mom.  In August, I moved back home.  The transition has been difficult. Gone are the days when I would come home from work only to be greeted by Jackson (my cat).  Gone are the days when I would cook odd meals without receiving weird stares from family members. Long gone are the days when I would come home, throw off my work clothes, lay on the couch and listen to the busy yet soothing sounds of rush hour traffic on Rhode Island Avenue.

Those days were replaced with caring for a mother who could no longer do anything for herself.  That, itself, was a shock and it made me feel depressed.  I was mad that I was inconvenienced with my mother’s constant need of care and also bitter about having to live at home. I missed my sanctuary. But then I felt bad because here I was annoyed yet my mother was the one who was really suffering! The most difficult thing was my mom not being able to speak which still really frustrates her.

In the midst of all the complaining I have done (and I’ve done a lot of complaining), I realized that there is plenty to be thankful for. My mom is now walking! She is doing things on her own, which include feeding and dressing herself. She brushes her own teeth.  She has come a long way.  And I believe God that she will talk again.

Every week I walk in her room and tell her she’s going to talk again. For months I would tell my mom that she needed to pull it together because I needed her present for the beautiful things in my future. It sounds selfish but I don’t care.

The stroke has done something for my family, too. My siblings and I have a bond that I cannot explain.  We were already close but we have grown closer.  There’s something about a sibling that differs from a friend.  They really know you.  They know where you have come from and they understand you in ways that others cannot.

My dad is my hero.  Late nights and early mornings he’s spent caring for my mother. Traveling up and down the highways for countless doctor’s appointments.  Completely involved in every aspect of my mother’s recovery.  The days where I knew he was tired and drained – he never lost hope for her healing and never complained.

A few nights ago, I got home around 9:30 PM. I glanced in my parent’s room and saw them sitting together working on improving my mother’s speech. They were reading words together.  My father asked her a series of questions and she answered with yes or no.  Those moments that I’m able to witness with just the two of them are so special.

Although, I’m back living in the same room I grew up in, I’m back a different woman.  I’m stronger.  I’m thankful to God for being a healer, a comforter.  I’m thankful for the time I have with my mom – moments that I took for granted before. I’m grateful for those times when it’s just us. When I’m doing her hair. Or when I offer help because I see her struggling trying to do ordinary tasks – the look in her eyes is priceless. She can’t say thank you so instead she embraces me with a hug so deep, it feels like our hearts are touching.

So I choose to be thankful for where I am. I choose to make the best of my time at home. It’s not where I want to be but it’s where I need to be. Because when I do go back out there, I’m going to be fully prepared for everything that lies ahead.

My beautiful mother pre-stroke

My amazing parents and my sister Kristin at her graduation. 2016.

xoxo,

Candace

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DC Nights at Home

As a kid, I remember saying to my father, “Daddy, I’m going to live in DC when I grow up.” And he would say, “It’s expensive to live in the city. I doubt you will be able to do it.” Even though I knew dad meant well, I replied, “I’m going to do it.”

And I did.

Living in the city a little over a year has been everything I’ve ever imagined, plus more. The days are noisy and the nights are just the same. People are walking the streets. Cars breezing by. The ambulance are ringing up and down the avenue. Liquor stores are bustling on every corner. Students and the working class are waiting for the Metro bus. Residents are walking their dogs. Police zipping in and out of traffic. Neighbors arguing into the wee hours of morning. The faint noise of the Red Line subway car gliding by. Restaurants galore. It’s Rhode Island Avenue and it’s my home.

A fifteen minute drive to work. Walking distance to the subway. Just a dash from 295 and 50. Minutes from Downtown. Friends and family close.  Plenty of things to do on date night.

I was without a car for three months and was still able to get around the city without hassle.  The city is convenient.  The city moves fast.

I’ve always been fascinated by the busyness of the DC. If I could live here the rest of my life, I would.  You ever get this feeling that you know things are only temporary? Like, pretty soon, the fantasy will come to an end? Well, that’s how I’ve felt the entire time I’ve lived here.  And I don’t know how long I will be here, but I will enjoy this ride while it lasts.

I have my cool cousin, Christina Sturdivant, to thank for birthing a portion of my obsession with city living.  She introduced me to DC’s swanky restaurant scene where we have an unspoken rule of no chain restaurant indulgence.  It has become so much fun to try new places!

While growing up, a part of me did feel it may be impossible to live in the city as a single woman.  I mean, there I was age thirty and had yet to leave the suburban nest. I was in grad school and working a job that I did not enjoy that was also unrelated to Social Work. Then, Hyattsville happened–with a roommate (hey, Patricia!)–and I enjoyed every minute of it. It was close to The Nation’s Capital!

But it wasn’t DC.  I still wanted DC.

Almost two years later, Patricia was heading to grad school and I had accepted a position making a bit more money in a field I wanted to be in.  But I was also left scrambling for a new place to live. Maybe I should try DC? No, I don’t make enough money to live there. Well, let me just try. So I searched and searched for weeks.  Joined every apartment hunting network possible.  Circled ads in the paper.  Visited apartments I couldn’t afford.  And then it happened. I stumbled upon an affordable one bedroom apartment on the Northeast side of Rhode Island Avenue. What a dream come true!

This has been the best time of my life.

In my 32 years of living, I’ve come to learn that anything is possible.  You can have what you want, you just have to prepare, exercise patience, never stop working for it, and when the opportunity comes (because it will), maximize on it! Dream big. No matter what others may say, go for what you want!

Signed,

A Girl From the Suburbs Living in the City

xoxo.

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7 Things I Learned While Working Fashion Week

I did it.  I worked fashion week.  What a dream come true!

I purchased a ticket, hopped on a bus labeled NYC as its destination, caught the train to 55 West 17th Street, walked right into heaven at Manufacture New York building and introduced myself as Candace Woods.  I did, however, manage to get lost while traveling a few blocks.

Now that I have finally come down from my high, I can write about the seven things I learned during this unforgettable experience.

  • Comfort is cool but you must be stylish while on the clock
  • You must network and know how to properly introduce yourself
  • Have business cards ready and actually hand them out
  • Bring a cute change of clothes in case you go to a party later
  • Always be prepared for a turn of events
  • Learn as much as you can from the designers and fashion veterans.  Follow them around without being weird
  • Bring snacks! You will work up an appetite

It was just an amazing experience that I hope I can re-live in September.  Let’s keep our fingers crossed. :)

xoxo.

Fashionably yours,

Candace

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Closet Control

I believe a person’s closet tells a lot about them.  Whether it’s neat and organized or messy and chaotic, it has a lot to do with how you look when you leave your home.  When I moved into my apartment, the very first thing I did was organize my closet.  I couldn’t sleep that night until everything, and I mean everything, was hung up and put in its rightful place.  Then I looked in my closet and realized it still looked messy. Something was off.

It was the hangers!

Over the years, I had managed to accidentally collect all kinds of hangers.  Wire hangers, white plastic plastic, and the awful clear, plastic ones you get from stores like Old Navy.  Ewww.

So, I took a quick ride to Target and scooped up a few dozen of those delicious looking suede hangers.  They are pretty inexpensive and they have all kinds of designs and colors. Of course I love fuchsia, so that color has dominated my closet. And what I’ve noticed is that it gives the wardrobe a clean, feminine look. Just what I was going for!  And because of the suede material, the clothes easily stay on the hangers. It’s perfect!

So do yourself a favor and give your closet a quick revamp with new hangers and you’ll be so happy you did!

Remember: when you look good, you feel good and part of looking good is having an organized life and also an organized closet.

Fashionably Yours,

Candace T.

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