Dressing Up For The First Time.

Of course, I knew that she would grow up, I watched her do so right under my eyes’ but I didn’t expect it so soon. I can still remember our toddling days with amazing clarity.

Jewelry, Parenting, Family, Dressing Up

Yet, nothing really prepares you for the teenage years and seeing your baby girl all dressed up, sparkling in a teenage fashion dinner dress topped off with beautiful inexpensive fashion jewelry has a way of bringing a lump to your throat.

My rough and tumble tomboy has turned into a princess. The old gives way to the young and the circle of life continues.

We chose a simple off-shoulder blue-black ball gown that is not overwhelming and the fashion jewelry of shiny stones and sterling silver.

Quick tips for choosing jewellery.

Keep it simple. Don’t go over the top looking for prestigious names.

Silver is in and has a way of blending with anything.

Check the mark and look for products marked sterling silver, which is 92.5 percent silver. Avoid Nickel and German silver. They don’t really have silver in them and some tend to irritate the skin especially if they are not hypoallergenic.

Enjoy the shopping experience. Find laughter and fun. These are memories that would last a lifetime.

P.S. I chose not to put her full photo.

Echos Of My Neighbourhood

Central Souk and The Walkabout – Echoes of my neighbourhood

One fervent thought that is crystal clear in my mind is to enjoy where ever I am at each point in time. To be at peace with myself and my environment.

Sometimes people ask me ‘how do you cope with living in a predominantly Muslim society,‘ and I smile in response with a simple statement ‘I’m loving it.’

The differences in culture and society are certainly there but the real truth is that this place is a potpourri of nationalities and there’s so much to learn from being around others.

My message here is that wherever you find yourself – even if it’s in your good old hometown, live with open eyes’ embrace each day with positive energy.

My weekly meanderings took me to the central souk in Sharjah. I always try to find a new location within a day’s travel at most from me to visit and I enjoy a leisurely train/bus ride to the place. Sometimes, I drive myself as well but most times, I just enjoy the process of the journey – that’s the fun part.

Lady Lee shares her weekly smile with us. Do take a make and grab a smile 🙂

If you would like to show us your neighbourhood, the challenge is quite simple and you can find out more about it through this link.


Creative Writing · Haiku · Rononvan's Weekly Haiku Challenge

Tales By Moonlight…

I like this week’s Haiku prompt ‘ Sun & Moon,’ from Ronovan. What do you think?

Hair like silk spun gold

She had him enthralled with her looks

Singing under the glowing moonlight.


Limpid pools of her eyes

Beckoned to him like the mysterious moon

Twinkling like glints of sun rays.


He bought her precious jewels

That shone bright like the golden Sun

And proposed beneath the moonbeams.


© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Image credit: Pixabay

Everyday People · Photographs

Every day beautiful people 21..

‘I never hated a man enough to give him his diamonds back.’ Zsa Zsa Gabor

Shopping’s done, but not completed without her trying out that earring 🙂


A little sparkly bling can bring some shine to the eyes 😉

Creative Writing · Fiction · Short Stories · The Daily Post



The loud bang of the gun shot startled and sent Habiba racing in the direction of the sound, her Ferragamo slippers clattered as she rushed along.

In disbelief, her bulging eyes stared at Hamid’s body scattered at an odd angle. His gold plated hand gun on the floor beside his slackened hand.

Dead! Hamid died from a single well aimed shot to the temple; blowing parts of his crown to pieces.

In horror she screamed endlessly. The catastrophe before her eyes horrified her senses.

The ruckus alerted the maid’s and the children; who all came rushing to the scene.

Why? Why? Habiba sobbed and mumbled incoherently in Arabic.

She had noticed his withdrawn and restless attitude for days on end but his heated discussions over the telephone had not appeared any different from other days when he was brokering a deal.

She had paid no mind to it at all. Her days were consumed with the usual shopping sprees, yacht meet ups with friends, an occasional private party trip to the casinos in Monaco and the high-life of a pampered wife of  a stupendously wealthy industrial giant.

“No! Y’Allah!” she yelled at the Philippina nanny’s. ”Take them away from here.”

She didn’t want them to see the mind numbing horrifying sight. It would scar their psyche for the rest of their lives.

The note simply said: “I am sorry. It’s all gone. I lost it all.”

She frantically called her brother Majid on her gem-studded Vertu phone; he would know what to do.

Nothing made any sense to her befuddled mind.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

This story is total fiction conjured from an article in The National: online United Arab Emirates news about a major jewellery line owner who has been jailed for fraud.

The Daily Post prompt Ripped from the headlines.

Head to your favorite online news source. Pick an article with a headline that grabs you. Now, write a short story based on the article.