My Story, Style Journey and Blogging 

My style is edgy, bold, non-conventional at times, stylish, and chic, and a business look will show up from time to time. I always believed getting dressed should be fun and stress free because when you look great you feel great. And a beautiful closet doesn’t have to break the bank.

I started posting on social media on a whim. I was a fan of  a few people, not many at all. I would peek in on a few sites periodically. I would tell myself every year, “Do it Sharron. Do it Sharron.” Then one thing led to another, and I didn’t. This went on for years until one day a light bulb went off in my head. Hence, I turned my journey into a testimony. Testimony that fear will kill dreams; but it doesn’t have too. In such a short time, I’ve had the opportunity to reach the most amazing audience.

I'm dedicated to making Array of Faces a catalyst for triumph over tragedy, for the good, joyous, happiness, connection, encouragement, and enlightenment. A place to come, put up your feet, relax, smile, be inspired, and be an inspiration to others.

Thank you so much for being here and giving me the chance to live out this dream I didn't know I had. I hope I inspire you to try something new. have fun and smile just a little bit more. 

Glimpse of

If I can be honest here, my story is not how I wrote it. We don’t have that choice anyway, do we? At this point in my life, I thought I would be happily married with five and a half kids, a picket fence, and a dog and would be a PTA mom. Well, let’s go back a bit. I didn’t think I would ever be married at all. I thought I would be jet setting around the world as a television network broadcaster. But God’s plan is his plan! Family is what He choose for me. Being married for over twenty years and raising my children, my life really paused. Not in a bad way, perhaps my focus was just that family. It really changed the trajectory of my life and how I viewed the outside world.  After my separation and subsequent divorce, LIFE started all over. So here I am!  

I have always loved fashion as a little girl growing up in church. I remember begging my mom for a handbag at the age of four. Since then, I’ve been this girly girl who loves dressing up but isn’t afraid of getting dirty. No, I’m not one of those “pritzy” ones, but I might sound like it with this 10-year-old voice of mine. Although I played sports, I still thought I was cute. I started thrifting at the age of 13 when  it wasn’t a thing.

I loved finding unique pieces no one else wanted to wear. I was teased for wearing cut off men’s shorts, oversized blazers, multi-colored Chuck Taylors, and my father’s shirts. I have always had style that wasn’t necessarily explainable. Was it necessary to explain? I was called weird and bullied for how I dressed and talked and for things I liked.