Living poor

Lately I've been living poorly. When I say "living poorly" it simply means that I havn't been investing much time in myself to really see where I'm going wrong or doing right, if at all I am. I think it's about that time that I spend the necessary time to make right within and without. I feel like it's time for greater things to happen, and as each day draws to a close, I somewhat get anxious hoping that the next day brings with it the official start to my career, be it in design, fashion, modelling or music. As it is said, only time will tell.


On a ligher note, I was so excited to find a bow-tie from back in my dad's day for my brother to wear(see pics below). I get so excited because, really, there's nothing like the time than the beginning of fashion. When I was younger I thought my mom had no idea of what she was doing dressing me but as I look back, she was the silent influence of my love for fashion-it all began with her. I'll never forget her favourite outfit for me: crop tops and tights in different colours with platform Jellybabies or thongs. And now I'm back inlove (okay, minus the Jellybabies). Fashion sure repeats itself, revived just a lil better each time. Ofcourse I am not a slave to every trend but I am devoted to the fashion world either way.


xx

Every day is Women's Day

Everyday is women's day, 09 August just officiates a day for us women to go all out (and to rub in the fact that women are fast getting onto that same level as men and some even beating them at their own game). It's amazing how far women have come; from behind the stove to behind a wheel, a business and even a politically highstanding position. It's all so amazing to me, and being a self-confessed feminist, I am all for woman empowerment and independence - you strike a woman, you strike a rock!

I hope every woman/girl on MOTHER earth, had an empowering day!

x

My Women's Day Swag

Imitation is the best form of flattery

The only person I'll ever copy is my fbf, Shauna, only because we're so insync that some days we wear the same clothes or certain items without having had any contact that particular day. Although it's been happening for as long as I remember, we're both still amazed by it each time it happens. Likewise when we shop, we tend to buy the same thing whether we're together or not.

However,I don't take to kindly to people (particularly girls) who try to be like other's though; I've learnt that "imitation is the best form of flattery" but the best form you could possibly take is without a doubt - yourself. So, being in the design industry where one is almost forced to be different, I encourage even the man on the street to be different, in fact, just be.

So inlove with my new shoes

 The blazer that Onie is wearing is her grans from 30 years ago, can you believe? She might just give it to me, my fingers are crossed!

I'm falling inlove with sheer fabric more and more with each encounter with it, just need the courage to wear it again :/

A gift from my mom's friend,sheer pussyblow blouse

 Love the blouse

Shauna and I attended a fashion show competition for charity last night hosted by Hudson Park High School showcasing their
student-designers pieces. I especially went to see a fashionisto friend of mine's designs, Quaid, but sad to say that he didn't walk away with the prize this time around even though he was thee showstopper of the evening with his "Girls run the world" inspired range  consisting of black and white lacey numbers, thigh high opaque tights, platforms, exaggerated make up and hair - quite high fashion and very intriguing.

The winner, however, deserved to win since her concept and creativity earned her a win (I have no pictures though, sorry). Her pieces were made entirely out of waste products one would never have thought possible to produce a garment out of. That was quite clever but I was still dissapointed and skeptical of the judges who put Quaid in 3rd place, and I'm going to be loud about this: they didn't have much of an idea of what defines 'fashion' because second place was taken by a designer who was dressed better than her models wearing her range, doesn't make any sense at all.

Nontheless, it was an eventful evening of highs and lows. Check out the pics below of my two favourites, Yonela and Quaid.