I Had Found Heaven.

The next morning I woke up from a sleep so deep that for a moment I wasn’t sure where I was. As I blinked my eyes open it was like a dream; huge four poster bed, white linen everywhere, the sun peaking in the wooden pocket doors and the smell of the ocean filling in the air. I was fairly sure that I was in heaven. I grabbed a robe and opened the pocket doors to find Sam on the deck reading the paper on his iPad and enjoying coffee. I had no concept of what time it was and more importantly, I didn’t care. Once again, he had ordered most of the breakfast menu, and I enjoyed my little buffet. As we sat there on the closed in porch, I was itching to jump into the ocean. The water in Turks and Caicos is crystal clear and warm, the type of ocean you want to run and dive in head first. As I said to Sam that I was going to go for a swim, he looked at his watch and said “okay, but make it quick. A cart will be here to pick us up in 20 minutes.” “Oh really?” I asked, “and where are we going in 20 minutes?” “To the spa, we have manicure and pedicure appointments this morning,” he replied with a great big grin. “How wonderful!” I said as bent down to give Sam a kiss, and then ran to change into a swimsuit. I figured I had 10 minutes to swim and 10 to get ready for the spa. Gotta love a man who gets a mani/ pedi.

The water felt amazing and after my quick dip I rinsed off, threw on one of my new sundresses from our shopping spree (I knew Sam would get a kick out of me wearing the things he had bought- plus they were all so fabulous I couldn’t wait to wear them). Just as I put on some lip gloss, Sam yelled that the cart had arrived. Since we had arrived at the resort in the dark, I hadn’t seen anything but the beach. It was breathtaking. The whole island had a Dirty Dancing feel to it; the larger part of the hotel was on the hill, many smaller buildings all around and then the little villa’s on the beach with golf cart paths in between. The landscaping and flora was beautiful and smelled even better, many of the flowers I had never even seen. At the top of the hill, we arrived at a simple building with a long stone entrance; the spa! Little did I know at the time that I would be spending a fair amount of time there. I am not always a fan of spa mani / pedi’s; they are overpriced and take forever but, this time it was so heavenly I just sort of melted into the chair and utterly enjoyed the whole experience.

My spa services took a bit longer than Sam’s so I told him to go ahead, and I would meet him at the pool. It would be the first time since I landed in Miami that I would have a bit of time to myself, and I needed a minute to breathe! After my services, a driver took me back to our villa, and I just collapsed on the couch, let out a huge sigh and took it all in. “Am I really here?” I asked myself. I sat there for a moment longer and then said out loud “yes, you are really here but only for the weekend so get your butt off the couch and go enjoy it!” I threw on my sexiest swimsuit, a new cover-up, flip flops, grabbed my sunscreen and headed to the pool. I found Sam in a lounge chair under an umbrella, on one side of him was sun and the other was shade. As I walked up he said he wasn’t sure which I preferred, sun or shade, so he picked both. It was a really cute gesture and of course I picked the sun. Before I could hardly relax Sam decided it was time for a cocktail, I never have to be talked into a cocktail so I agreed and said, “I will have whatever you are having.” Sam didn’t like to sit still for very long so he got up and walked to the bar. Soon he came back with two drinks in hand, I didn’t even have to ask what it was, I knew it was tequila. After our second cocktail Sam rolled over in his lounge chair and said “I am really glad last night happened.” I was a little taken back by this ‘out of nowhere comment’ but giggled to myself and thought… “yeah, I bet you are!” In reality, I just smiled and said “me too.”

We ordered lunch and just as I thought that I would drift off in the shade for a quick nap a woman showed up and said, “the cart is ready when you are Sam.” I sat up and said, “Where are you going?” He looked at me and smiled, “we are going back to the spa for a massage.” I didn’t think I could handle any more surprises but, the spa twice in one day was a surprise I didn’t mind at all. As Sam walked to take a phone call, I closed out our tab. I was in shock, how could lunch and a few cocktails equal $450? I thought it must be a mistake until I looked at the itemized bill that showed our cocktails were not just cocktails; they were $45 glasses of tequila. It was very typical Sam, so I signed the bill and looked around for him. I wondered who he was talking to for a moment and why he had to walk away. I let it go and walked to the cart. I hadn’t even turned my phone on and I was really good at ignoring emails from my lawyer, I still had not forgiven him for the mix up in court.

During the massage, I drifted into the nap I had been thinking about and afterwards all I wanted to do was get back in the ocean. Sam was up for it and as we walked from our villa to the beach, about 20-30 seconds, we noticed that most of the women were topless on the beach, and some of the people were totally naked. I wasn’t about to get totally naked but when in Rome, I could go topless. We spent the rest of the afternoon on the beach, in the water, talking, laughing, kissing… it was all pretty perfect. I found out things like; Sam still wanted more children (bonus), he had wanted to ask me out for years, he told me about his family and what it was like growing up for him, we talked about our divorces… it was really nice to lay all of it out on the table. After the beach I walked back to the house with the intention of using the little girls room, the big bed looked so heavenly that I grabbed a pillow and thought; I will just close my eyes for a moment, I was so relaxed. Next thing I know Sam was waking me up and hour and half later!

Dinner that night was amazing, the food was fantastic, the wine was even better and the atmosphere was unparalleled. I had found my happy place.

The next day as I woke up, again in what I was still convinced must be heaven, I found Sam with a menu asking me what I wanted for lunch. Lunch? We hadn’t even had breakfast. “Why are we ordering lunch?” I asked. “I charted a boat for the day so we can snorkel and island hop, the resort is going to send us with a picnic, “ he said. I literally squealed with excitement. Boat? Island hopping? Picnic lunch? Everything he just said made me excited! As I slipped into a swimsuit I realized I didn’t have a beach bag of sorts to take on the boat. As I asked Sam if he did, full well knowing he would not, he suggested we run to the gift shop and buy one. “Well, what time does the boat leave?” I asked; I didn’t want to make us late. “Whenever we want it to, it is our boat for the day,” he said with a laugh. Oh, that was a good point. A day on the boat was my favorite time we spent together. Our guides were excellent and took us to the best snorkeling spot, dove down and brought up a HUGE starfish for me to hold (of course we tossed it back), laid out our picnic lunch on the beach and took us to Iguana island- that was not my favorite. I am terrified of lizards and barely got off the boat during that stop.

As we cruised back to the resort, I couldn’t stop smiling. It was the first time in a long time I had not thought of my husband, my divorce, or work. What was this magical feeling I barley recognized? Oh, yeah…. I was happy. I wanted this feeling to last forever!

Single & Stylish,

xx Keylee

On this trip I had forgot my beach bag but this fall the bags are too beautiful to forget! Here are my favorites, with the exception of the Prada Saffiano Cuir Camo bag that I have posted about 100 times.

*All of the events I have written about in the above and previous posts are about me, my life, my experiences and from my point of view.

© Keylee Sanders, Style Studio LLC and KeyleeStyle.com, 2014. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Keylee Sanders, Style Studio LLC and KeyleeStyle.com with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

Why Was He Doing All Of This?

The next day my eyes popped open early, and I bound out of bed, no jet lag or hang over from the Don Julio 1942- the excitement had taken over. I could hear Sam was up in the next room, so I splashed some water on my face, brushed my hair, curled my eye-lashes and put on a little lip gloss for good measure and casually walked into the living room.

I walked into to find him watching the new and sitting with the entire table food of food; Sam had ordered almost the entire breakfast menu! “Would you like some coffee? Eggs? Pancakes? Bacon?” He asked. “I wasn’t sure what you liked for breakfast, so I ordered a variety,” he continued. “More like you ordered the entire menu,” I said. “I would love some coffee.”

I sipped my coffee, and Sam seemed anxious, soon he was almost pacing around the room. “I am so excited for today, you are going to love it- first up we shop, what store would like to go to first?” He asked. I was a bit taken back, but smiled; it was adorable that he was that excited. I had decided to forgo the salon appointment for a couple of reasons; one, I didn’t want to waste the time and two, I could never cheat on Gareth. We had been in a 3-year hair relationship, and I was not about to start cheating on him- he nor my hair would ever forgive me! “You decide where we should go first, and I will get dressed,” I said. Soon we were in the rental car, top down, and heading toward Bal Harbour. As a stylist and professional shopper I, of course, had heard of Bal Harbour and knew it was one of the most prestige shopping malls in the country but I had never been.

As we entered the outdoor mall, I was in heaven, it was every designer store you could possible name in one place. Before I knew what was happening I was in the dressing room of Stella McCartney trying on a few things, I left with my first pair of Stella McCartney shoes and a top. Next we went to Prada, where I found myself standing in the most amazing python heels I had ever seen and soon they were mine. I kept telling Sam that he didn’t have to buy me something in every store, but it wasn’t sinking in for him. In James Perse and Calypso we picked up piles of white linen, flip flops, swimsuit cover-ups and accessories. Next, Hermes, Jimmy Choo, and Neiman Marcus was our last stop. Sam needed to pick up a few things from the Jack Black counter, and I fell in love with the most amazing Diane von Furstenberg flowing green gown. It was like something that would have walked down a Halston runway in the 70’s. I had no idea where I would ever wear it; I was almost certain I wouldn’t need it on an island, but I would have worn this dress grocery shopping it was so beautiful. Sam saw the look on my face and insisted on buying it. Not wanting to offend him, I said yes. I am good like that! The whole day was a Pretty Woman experience, without the obvious hooker element.

We could barley fit all the packages in the back seat of the car; it literally looked like a cheesy advertisement for the shopping center. It was over the top, ridiculous and absolutely fantastic! We soon realized the time and knew we had hurry back to the hotel so we could catch our flight, not to mention that I had now had an entire suitcase full of new clothes I would need to try and accommodate. As I was packing up I had a thought, why? Why was Sam spoiling me like this? My husband showered me with gifts, but in the end I discovered it was only to cover up his guilt and time with other women. I couldn’t help but think that Sam was trying to cover something up as well. I hated that those thoughts even entered my mind, but they did. I didn’t have time to think about it for too long and as I zipped up my over stuffed suitcase I thought; thank goodness we were flying first class, and it was an international flight, I would be allowed to have a 70lb bag!

Soon we were on our flight and headed to, what is now my favorite place, the breath taking Turks and Caicos. By the time we were in the air it was getting dark and by the time we landed at the tiny open-air run down airport, it was pitch dark. The driver was waiting for us and after he loaded our bags we took a short drive to a building. It was not the resort, but it was where we would get on the boat to go to the resort. A beautiful woman with beautiful olive skin wearing a white polo and tan skirt met us at the door with cold towels and food menus. “By the time you arrive on the island the restaurant will be closed,” she informed us, “if you would like to put your order in now then we will have your dinner waiting when you arrive at your villa.” Villa? I thought, but, of course, didn’t say anything to Sam. I smiled and ordered a piece of fish with veggies. The truth was I as starving! Other than the warm nuts and snack we were served on the flight over I hadn’t really eaten all day!

The air was warm and thick, and the boat ride was calming, the wind mixed with the hum of the engine and gentle rocking of the boat as we sped across the water was hypnotizing. It was pitch black with only the moon lighting our path and the stars; the stars were brilliant! I don’t think we have that many stars in LA. After about 30 minutes in the boat we arrived at the islands dock. My hair was windblown and messy, my shoes were off, I was with a great guy and I was smiling from ear to ear; I could feel myself starting to relax. The best part was that our weekend was just beginning!

The island has a no car policy, so a golf cart picked us up and after a short drive we arrived at our villa. It was just as you would picture a villa on an island would be; white linen covered furniture, doors leading to a patio with a private pool and beach access, a bedroom, a small kitchen area and huge ceiling fans hanging from the wood covered valuted ceilings in every room. I immediately had to dip my toes in the ocean! As the bellman unloaded our suitcases and room service was setting up our dinner Sam, and I went off our deck and walked to the ocean. The water was as warm as bathwater with no waves and the moonlight bounced off the water like it was dancing. If I had to pick my top 5 most romantic moments in life, this would be one of them. Sam was holding my hand as we stood there with our toes in the water. I made mention of how beautiful it all was, and he pulled me in closer. “Thank you for saying yes,” he said. Before I could say anything, he kissed me. This was not just a peck on the lips as we had done before; it was a slow passionate, very romantic kiss. As my toes sunk into the sand I couldn’t help but think about how I never wanted to forget this moment.

We walked back to our room to eat dinner and opened a bottle of wine; I think we both finally felt a bit settled and started to talk. Sam and I had always had great conversation, and this was no exception. Soon the day, the excitement and the wine caught up to us, and we were exhausted. I wanted to unpack, and then it was time to sleep. This would be the first time Sam and I ever stayed together and I won’t deny that it was a touch awkward. Before we even got into bed, we were kissing again, we found out that we were really good at it. I stopped us before things got too heated and said flat out, “we are not having sex!” He started to laugh, “I was only kissing you, I haven’t tried anything- of course we are not,” he said it as if he should be earning a gold star or something. Then he kissed me again…….at least I tried to put my foot down!

Single & Stylish,

xx Keylee

Since this story took place over two years ago the items I got during my shopping spree are no longer available, unless you are in my closet, but if given the chance this fall to pick our my favorite luxury items these would be at the top of my list!


*All of the events I have written about in the above and previous posts are about me, my life, my experiences and from my point of view.

© Keylee Sanders, Style Studio LLC and KeyleeStyle.com, 2014. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Keylee Sanders, Style Studio LLC and KeyleeStyle.com with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.






How To Get The Perfect Red Pout!

As someone who as worn makeup pretty much since birth, it is safe to say that I have tried a LOT of different beauty products.  In third grade, the school called to tell my mother I was putting makeup on, on the bus ride in the morning.  My mother proudly said, “no, no she’s not, she puts in on at home.  I got tired of making her wash it off every day.”  Before that, my mom would hide her makeup in Tampax boxes so couldn’t find it and smear it all over my face.

As a beauty queen, television host, and blogger I get sent a LOT of products to try, so when I received a package of mascara in the mail I didn’t think much about it.  I put it aside and decided I would try it once I was out of the product I was currently using.  When the time came I wrote to Angela, the lovely woman who had sent the package to me, to ask her why it had two tubes.  She explained that it was a fiber mascara and I immediately got excited.  I had used fiber mascara before and though it could be tricky I was a fan of the results- but I had never used a fiber mascara like this one!!!  Moodstruck by Younique.  This product is easy to use, doesn’t clump or look cheap and stays on until you wash it off!

Here are my before and afters:


Once I expressed how much I love this product Angela kindly sent me a few more things to try.  I was skeptical, I thought; surely I won’t like the other products as much as the mascara… wrong!   The biggest complaint I have when it comes to makeup is that it doesn’t stay on all day or if it does it seems to migrate to other parts of my face within a few hours!  Life is busy, for everyone, and I need  products that won’t make me look like I am wearing three inches of makeup but will stay on!

Here are my favorites, I LOVE all the product names as well:

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Red Lip Liner in Primal!!  I line my whole lip and then put my Revlon 045 Chubby Stick over the top.  I can keep a perfect red lip for HOURS! It was the perfect red for my night out last night at the Dita Von Teese Strip Hooray show.  Dita demands a perfect red lip!  Plus it is great for kissing!

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Shadow pigments; I love Confident.  The color is perfect for night and has a little shimmer. The best part is that, unlike other pigments I have tried, these are super easy to blend with other shadows and you can build them to be as dark or light as you want.

Quick Tip: These are like mini shakers with a sticker that covers the holes when it is brand new.  Use a pair of tweezers and pull the sticker back only halfway so that you don’t make a mess of the product.

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Eyeliner pencil in Perfect.  Eyeliner that can stay on all day, even in the water line is a great friend to have!  No one wants to look like they have a black eye- not glam at all!

My Final Look:

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If you are looking for some awesome products to try check out the Younique website!  Let me know what your favorite beauty products are!

xx Keylee

*I was not paid for this post, I genuinely love these products and wear them often!