How $7 clothes look (review)

Hey Lovers!

When you think about 7$ clothes, companies such as Aliexpress and Romwe comes to mind. SOmething cheap that won’t last long.

But I’ve found a store that sells QUALITY clothes for 7$.

How is that possible?

Well, Everything 5 pounds is a UK online store that sells old stock from brands. You’ll be suprised to see what brands they have in stock. I’ve heard of H&m, Asos and Primark, but there are many more others.

I’ll do a side by side of how the clothes look on the website and what I’ve received.

Let’s go!

Dusty Pink high waisted skirt:

I’m really satisfied with this skirt. The fabric is good quality. I’m a size 10-12 and this is a size 10 skirt.

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Black hight waisted skirt:

I liked it so much I got it in black too. Great quality.

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Black jacket:ย 

The jacket fits perfectly. It’s true to size. I love this jacket because I can just throw it over an outfit and look like I’ve put some effort into it. Decent quality.

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Denim jacket:

This is my favourite piece from the haul. it is EXCELLENT quality. 70% cotton!

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Dusty pink shoes:

I was expecting the fabric to be more sturdy then the picture. However, it’s a soft faux leather. It still walks nice.

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I am very satisfied with this haul. I cannot believe for 7$ you get such great quality. I got 6 items for 26euro. Wow!

If you want to hear my thoughts in detail about the clothes or see me fit on the clothes, here’s a video ๐Ÿ™‚

See you around the socials!

Chantal xx

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Try on haul

Hey lovers!

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This is a quick post to let you know that I’ve posted a video. I will make a longer post later, but I’m on the train now. Please go check it out, I look foward to coming back to your replies tonight.

Here’s the video:

See you soon,

Chantal! xx

Casual spring #ootd

Just casually deciding to go for a walk at 22:00 at night because the sun is still out here in The Netherlands.

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I’ve been here almost 3 years and I’m still not use to the light late nights. I’m so grateful ๐Ÿ˜

The husband said ‘Lets go for a walk’

I was a bit tired but happy we went. Along the way there was a house, that’s hosting a party and the music played loud.

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It gave the oppertunity for the hubby and myself to dance like no one is watching (no one was) in the middle of a pathway surrounded by wild flowers๐Ÿ€

Clothing details:

A light fabric blazer is a staple in my wardrobe for spring because it elevates any outfit by just putting it on. It also serves as warmth for the late night breeze. I bought this 2 years ago and can’t link it because it’s sold out.

The dress I made myself. I find a shift dress to fit my body the best. I’m a UK size 12.

The shoes are from e5p.

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I hope you had a lovely day!

 

 

What my husband does right and my exes did wrong (Part 2)

Last night a South African guy asked me ‘Why did you marry your husband? Is it because he is white or because he’s from Europe?

Like those were my only two options.

I simply told him I was looking for a few things in a man

I didn’t want a normal church boy.
I wanted a guy that has searched out God and discovered God for himself. Someone that’s not afraid of going against what normal good-meaning church folk says.

I did a school of biblical studies.
I didn’t want someone who would quote the Bible back to me.

I wanted someone who has gone through life and has seen the reality.

Sometimes you pray and God doesn’t answer. What does that say about God? What does that say about you? Are we God because Jesus said in Psalm 82

‘Don’t you know that you are gods?’

Or are we simply human because God said in Isaiah 45:5

‘I am the Lord your God there is no one besides me.’

I wanted someone who was past that phase of being popular on social media. Who was not driven by likes and comments. Who realized that social media does not define his worth or mine.

But also realize that there’s much power in social media. I’m a blogger, and for the longest time, I got paid that way.
Someone that understood the line between social media and reality.

Yes, I look good in pictures. Anyone can take a picture of themselves on the day they look good.

But what about when I wake up in the morning with messy hair and stink breath?
What if I get pregnant and get fatter after the baby is born?
What if I wake up in the morning hating myself?

Would he still see the beauty in me and remind myself when I can’t remember who I am? Or was it all about my looks and my body?

I didn’t care about what the person would wear, but if he happens to wear expensive clothes, does that define him?

Does money, cars, iPhones define him? And if we couldn’t afford it anymore? Would he still have the confidence in knowing I love him just the same?

I was looking for a person I could build a life with. And those were questions I asked myself.

Who am I? Am I willing to love him the same and be that person for that man?

And of course, stuff like loyalty, staying when it’s easier to leave, etc.

So, those were the things I was looking for in a husband. And I held myself to that standard, can I be that type of woman?

Many people don’t know Marcel pursued me for 5months. And many days I didn’t respond.

People told him she is playing with your emotions, give up.

But he knew he wanted me and he never stopped pursuing me. Even after we started a relationship, the first time he kissed me was after he asked me to marry me.

He showed me there is more to me than the body and physical beauty. Our conversations lasted for hours and our laughter for days.

So, when he asked to marry me, I said yes. Not because he is white or Europen.

His blue eyes, dark blond hair and Dutch language are mind-blowingly- orgasmic fricken awesome, but there’s so much more to my husband than I could ever tell on any social media or to anyone.

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If you missed part one, click here

Instagram model pants #ootd #haul

Do fashion gods exist? Cause someone is helping me out.

I saw these pants on Instagram.

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How lovely is it? I thought to myself ‘this must be really expensive/ hard to get’.

I took a screenshot (like I do with so many outfits) and looked at it many times a day. I knew in my heart I was not going to get it since I’m in South Africa. But still, it was nice to look at.

Three days later, I walk past a store, I turned my head and there it was- the exact same dusty pink pants.

I was in complete shock. I went into the store, straight to the pants.
Was it my size? Yes.
Was it my prize? …YES
It was $16,75

And that’s how you come to see me wear these ‘Instagram model pants’

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It’s supposed to be winter in South Africa. I’m still here for a month and a few days. A coat would be nice, but what color? As usual, I saw a Burgundy coat on Pinterest, that I fell in love with.
I took a screenshot, kept staring at it on my phone.

And sure enough, at the same store, I saw the exact coat. They had my size and it was $23,92

Here is how it looks:

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MY REVIEW: Since the clothes are cheaper, of course, it is not made out of the same quality fabric that I saw some models on Instagram are wearing.

However, the quality of the pants and the coat are very good.

The pants are made out of 65% cotton and 35%polyester.
The brand is: Mirasol style

The coat is made out of faux suede.
The brand name: New feeling

I bought these clothes a store called ‘Gaap’. They do not have an online store.

However, I went online to search for it.

-If you are South African, click here for the pants. R280 I’ve bought at Poshclothing before and it’s quality stuff.

-UK, click hereย From Missguided 45pounds

-US, ( I couldn’t find any for the US, perhaps if you find a pair, let me know so I can update the post)

Happy living!

 

Instagram needs normal pictures too

Just a normal picture of me. Like many other pictures I have of myself, that gets lost on my camera roll. Never to be seen again.

But I like this picture.

Why?

I don’t know.

I think cause it’s a normal picture of me. I don’t expect any compliments. I know there’s no Instagram filter. No crazy makeup.ย  Just a moment freezed in a busy lifetime.

Instagram needs normal pictures too.

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Lies we tell on our resumes

As motivation on my resume, I always include ‘I work hard and I persist.’

I often times ask myself, do I really?

In my mind, I imagine someone who works hard and persist as a world-class athlete. A Caster Semenya.

Or someone that climbs Mount Everest.

They work hard. Often many people see it and praise them for it. They have something to admire.

What do I have to admire?

I know I work hard and persists. But when I’m asked to write about it, I feel like I’m lying on my resume.

My subconscious tells me: You finished school, you wrote 4 books, you are enough. But then I remind my subconscious of all my failures. because sometimes we see so much failure that the small success doesn’t take much space up in our brain. We compare our lows to other peoples highlights.

Tonight I got the answer. I agree that I’m enough.

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Working hard and persisting is also for us ‘normal’ people. With everyday life obstacles, persisting in quiet times when no one sees. No news broadcast of our heroic day. No Mount Everest picture on Facebook.

Working hard and persisting can occurs in small things.

For me, one of the times, it occurred when I applied to university. As a South African student, applying to a Dutch university, took effort.

Acquiring all the documents, scanning it, uploading it, waiting for the reply.

It seems easy enough. No hard work or persistence. Not quite right. It’s been 10years since I left school, so it’s obvious that some things have changed, and some documents I have lost.

I emailed the government, the education system, everyone with an email address. I’ve had telephone calls and ‘please wait’ repeated to me a dozen times. Just to be re-directed to a new number.

‘Good day, I’m inquiring if it’s possible to get these documents after 10 years?’

‘Yes, but it takes 8weeks and you have to donate a liver and a heart in order to get it.

The universe came through and I had all the necessary documents authorized by the proper authorities.

Time to scan.

My scanner broke, I was broke. The deadline is getting closer. Finally, I got my salary and went to scan the documents.

Time to upload.

My wifi always works. But on the day I need it the most, it failed me. Murphey’s law.

Not a problem, my friend has wifi. I get there and my computer decided it doesn’t want to charge.

I end up using my friend’s computer. My husband, that’s in The Netherlands, uploaded half of the documents that I’ve sent to him via Whatsapp because my wifi on the phone didn’t want to work.

All of this seems like it should’ve taken a day, but I’ve learned in life, things that are supposed to take a few minutes, can end up taking a month.

Last week a friend of mine asked me to help her with her resume.

I said: ‘Yes there’s an app for that. It takes about 5 minutes’.

It took me three hours.

The app kept closing every time before I was almost done. I started over 6 times. Then switch over to typing it on the laptop. Of course, the laptop went off and didn’t want to start again.

At this point, you probably wondering if my laptop has issues. It doesn’t. It works perfectly well when I watch a random youtube video, but the moment I need it to work, it acts up.

I managed to get the laptop on and retyped the resume. My friend was getting impatient.

“Chantal, you said it will take 5 minutes. I have to be back before my kids come back from school.’

I could feel the tension in the room.

…And then it was done! Just to send it to her email. I’ve sent it 3 times and she didn’t receive it.

At the time I felt like a failure. My cheeks and ears were red. What was happening?

She let me know the following day she received it.

Thinking back, I consider it a success. I worked hard on it and persisted.

These are small occurrences in my daily life. I know I’m not a suffering refugee.

I can tell you about the time I applied for my residency permit for The Netherlands, but I think you know how it went.

Bottom line: In our everyday life we work hard and persist, that failed fries that was supposed to be crispy, the failed Pinterest DIY.

But you make food again and try Pinterest diy’s again.

So, the next time you write a motivational letter or update your resume, feel free to write ‘I work hard and persists.’

When they ask you in the interview why you consider yourself a person that works hard and persists, mention a day in your life you thought you’d never live through, and there you are sitting in front of them.

Sometimes surviving a day, shows you work hard. Continuing doing it all over the next day, shows you persist.

PS: Guess what happened when I tried to upload this post up the first 6 times ๐Ÿ˜‰

But if you’re reading this, it means uploading the blog post was a success!