C’est Ma Vie
Where strategy meets style
content marketing, strategy, personal branding, style, cincinnati, fashion, photography, midwest, creative
-1
archive,paged,category,category-cest-ma-vie,category-60,paged-19,category-paged-19,stockholm-core-2.0.2,select-theme-ver-9.8,ajax_fade,page_not_loaded,side_area_uncovered,,qode_menu_,wpb-js-composer js-comp-ver-7.6,vc_responsive
August 22, 2011 In C'est Ma Vie, Personal Style By tamia

Backyard Island

Zara tee, thrifted shorts, DIY scarf necklace, Jeffrey Campbell shoes Spent the weekend running around pulling clothes for an upcoming TV segment (Tuesday morning, Fox19, BE THERE), remembering what it feels like to have an actual backyard, and wondering if Beau would get along with a dog.* I figured a certain level of comfort was in order, so I wore a classic tee-and-shorts combo with my DIY scarf necklace and The Ugly Shoes, and it

August 18, 2011 In C'est Ma Vie, Do-It-Yourself By tamia

Mini Mendhi

So on Monday evenings, the CAC hosts an adult craft night called, appropriately, "One Night, One Craft." Anything that encourages grownups to act like kiddos is something I can get behind.The most recent night was dedicated to do-it-yourself mendhi, and I thought "Why not?" It's sort of like drawing on yourself, and much like Simon, I like to do draw-rings.The instructor showed us how to mix the henna and coffee into a paste, then create

August 15, 2011 In C'est Ma Vie, Personal Style By tamia

Photo Diary: Chicken Suit Sunday

Vintage jumpsuit, thrifted vest and belt; Ash sandals, Marc Jacobs bag This weekend, I flaunted my chicken legs in a  Top Gun Goes To Summer Camp jumpsuit; chatted with some great folks at a New Media Cincy meetup; had a fantastic time hanging out with my dad on Fountain Square; mingled with hipsters at the Chicken Lays an Egg fashion show (which was the rowdiest, sassiest fashion show I've been to in a long time,

August 8, 2011 In C'est Ma Vie By tamia

Photo Diary: Polaroid Party

Last weekend, I: Got dressed up as a bottle of Sriracha sauce for a surprise party, had my first taste of homemade peach sriracha ice cream (um, YUM), took some street style pics at The City Flea, was rudely reminded of my lack of hand-eye coordination during a shoddily played round of beer pong, and realized that despite the horrible writing for Crazy Stupid Love, I should probably be hanging