How to Wear Sequins

Nothing screams glamorous for the holidays more than sequins. Truly the epitome of all things of stardom potential and attention-grabbers, sequin-fied dresses, tops, skirts, and what have you are essentials for the holiday seasons. At first glance upon the store rack, sequined apparel is daunting. With millions of questions flashing across your mind like What do I wear with it? I’ll look like a disco ball! When can I wear it? etc., in sync with the little bits of shimmer catching the light, sequins do require, no doubt, a bit of courage and confidence. But the good thing is that they are actually quite simple to wear and easily integrated into any wardrobe from day to night.

The novellas continue…

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Starry Nights

Abigail, Abigail, Abigail, her mother would sigh lovingly as she stroked the soft curls. Why must you be such a dreamer? The much-said lines ran through her head as she pulled out the diamond encrusted earrings out of the precious blue box. Abby traced the familiar star shape, re-reading the little note scribbled in the lid of the box: “To my precious Abigail, the dreamer who wishes upon shooting stars”. They felt warm as the earrings slipped in their position in her ear, dangling daintily, as if floating like actual stars in the sky, only in the sea of brown curls. Tonight, her wish was granted by the little angels on these shooting stars; after an entire year and a half, her pride and joy, her masterpiece, would have its first press release and book signing. And to celebrate the event, she would, of course, wear her favorite outfit. That included the navy sequined skirt that reminded her of the night sky; after all, she was the center of attention for tonight. The rest of the her outfit was kept simple; black opaque tights, leather ankle booties, a black blazer over a fitted white tank, and her new studded, patent leather clutch. Abigail accented the ensemble with bits of silver sparkle here and there; silver shadow on her lids, and a chunky D&G bracelet and the beloved earrings to serve as bits of stars against the dark blue sky.

Strictly Business

It took a lot of persuasion—begging, more like it—to convince Stella to part with her Mac Book for a night for a girl’s night out at the swankiest club in the city. And it took even more pleading to dissuade her from wearing her usual uniform of a blazer, button down, dress pants, and stilettos. But alas, when the taxicab honked impatiently, Stella and her friends were able to reach a compromise: she would be allowed to wear the blazer and pumps, so long as she dressed up a bit. Her clubbing outfit didn’t differ too much from her work ensemble, except the extra sparkle she added. She decided it was the perfect time to wear her new Calvin Klein tuxedo blazer with satin lapels; the smooth shine contrasted with the more ostentatious Donna Karan silver sequin tank. Dress pants were out of the question, so Stella opted for her skinny black jeans. She finished the outfit off with, of course, patent, pointed toe pumps and a YSL patent envelope clutch. In it she only brought the necessities—her beloved Blackberry in case an important email arrived, classic red lipstick, mascara, and a few business cards (just in case). For once, Stella let her hair down instead of the usual updo she pinned it in. As she stood in front of the mirror rolling the sleeves of the blazer up a bit, she was a bit shocked at how she looked when she wasn’t in her standard work uniform. Her friends felt the same, squealing and gushing in excitement as they pulled her into the cab. Stella simply smiled, putting on a quick coat of red lipstick.

Blue Satin

Natalie sat on her bed, admiring her newly, self-manicured nails coated with Chanel Blue Satin. She rarely used that prized bottle of lacquer, only whipping it out for special occasions. Tonight was one such exception: she had a VIP Backstage pass to Chris Brown’s sold out concert, so of course she had to look her best. Nat had taken the entire day to make sure everything went as planned; an hour and a half was laid out to straighten her long locks, another for her makeup routine, and thirty minutes to paint her nails. With an hour to spare before her friend came to pick her up, she analyzed every inch of her outfit in hopes of making it perfect. Nat wore her trusted J Brand skinnies that made her already mile long legs look even longer, especially when paired with patent ankle booties in a deep navy that matched perfectly with her sequined vest. She needed to stand out today, amongst other die hard Chris Brown fans—and she knew those sequins would do exactly that under the blazing stage lights. Today, she couldn’t be shy or just stand in the back of the crowd just glimpsing at her idol crush from afar. Nat was determined to take more than a few pictures and get an autograph from the singer as she double checked the battery life of her camera.

Royal Nights

Lena. The artsy, sexy girl that caught the eye of every young man she passed on the street. Unlike most girls, however, she was highly unaware of how attractive she was; she knew she was pretty, but didn’t know of her abilities turn heads when she entered a room. Tonight was her first ever to go to clubbing; her friends insisted that she needed to go, as celebration that finals were, well, finally over and done with before the next semester. Lena agreed a bit hesitantly only because she could not think of a single item to wear. That was, until she found the lovely, deep purple slip dress bedecked with sequins. The amount of skin it revealed alarmed the girl; immediately, she reached for her J. Crew cardigan that covered just enough; the long length also hit right at the hemline of the dress—it was perfect. Lena added the finishing touches: a Tiffany & Co. necklace with a bow pendant from her grandmother, a dainty silver ring from her mother, and sky-high heels. She almost laughed at herself when she finally saw her potential to be alluring. But something was missing; Lena scratched her head in thought. Her cashmere beanie, of course! She wore it everywhere—that, a spritz of Flowerbomb, and her favorite Chanel bag in leather. She left the dorms, only to catch eyes with a few boys staring agape in disbelief. Lena only chuckled.

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xoxo,

La C.