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Shania Olivia Mason

DIY Artist. Dreamer & Doer.

Thriving in New York City. 


SHANiA is a creative lifestyle website. Expect DIY tutorials and sewing patterns, fashion inspiration, and general lifestyle topics, all sprinkled with sass! 

CONTACT: fashionxshania(at)


What It's Like Being Black Italy

When you think of Rome, you think: food, landmarks, and history. But, do you think, Africa? When I first arrived in Italy (read about why I moved to Italy), I was shocked by the abundance of young black people that I saw. I would see them and wonder if their experiences as black men and women in Italy were the same as mine in America. It was clear that they had adapted to the Italian culture. But, how did they it come to be, how did they really feel about fitting in when it came to language and customs, but not fitting in skin-wise? I had to know, and so I reached out to one of the young men and asked him all that I wanted to know. Below is the dialogue between myself and Eric, the young man

That Time I Threw Up On The Train

Disclaimer: This is quite a descriptive post, so if you can visualize things vividly, and have a squeamish stomach, this is post is not for you. Once upon a time when I was living in Italy (read my post on why I moved to Italy), my boyfriend (at the time) and I were walking -- NO, rushing-- to catch the morning rush-hour train. On our way to the station my stomach started rumbling, but I didn't think much of it. As soon as we got to the station I felt like I needed to release a demon, I needed to take a $h!t. "Sorry babe, I know we're running late, but I really gotta go!", I said. It took no time for everything in my intestines, and seemingly my intestines themselves, to come sprinting out.

Why I Moved to Italy

Here’s the rundown of how it came to be that I lived in Italy. It started with a spin of a table globe. I spent 3 years in college thinking that there was no point in studying abroad and that there was no world beyond Boston, New York, and Barbados. I don’t remember the exact moment that it came to me that I should study abroad, but I remember reading a quote that said, “it’s better to regret doing something than to regret not doing something. “ With that in mind, I spun the globe in my college’s library, closed my eyes, and decided I would study wherever my finger landed. It sounds unreal, but all of this is true. Anyhow, my finger landed on Italy. After researching English language study a

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