BREATH TAKING MOMENTS

There was something about the way he looked, maybe it was the whiteness of his shirt against his black skin or the way his pants looked tapered against his skin. he looked effortless, he was speaking into his cellphone. I was in a bus, a  moving bus so slow i could read sign posts, copy down both addresses and telephone numbers if I wanted to. one would expect to zoom past trees when you are in a moving vehicle, not this one. (again I digress)
I am looking out the window, at him directly; he was looking back too. then he smiled, i didn't smile back, i wanted to but i didn't. i don't know why. maybe the distraction of a smile would have stolen a moment from him. he looked puzzled and smiles again. this time i respond. in that moment i was thankful for the rickety bus i boarded, thankful it was so slow i could count the fruits each tree bore, infact thankful for all the checkpoints and speed bumps that only seemed too multiply.
finally I lose sight of him.
I took a deep breath.
Now I can say someone took my breath away at one point in my life.
But let me say this, it is not how handsome he looked that took my breath away. I cannot really remember what he looked like. I cannot remember much.
I can however remember the richness of his black skin. I can remember what I felt when his eyes locked mine. When his white teeth flashed. When I could feel him so close, close enough to touch.
I can remember what I felt, knowing I may never see him again.
how I felt knowing I couldn't step down from the bus even if I wanted too.
I like that it didn't last long, this 'Attraction' , liked that I did lose myself, lost for only one swift moment. I like that he swept me off my feet without doing anything but himself, and I was sitting all the while.
I also like that there were no expectations, only hope and illusion and a short lived happiness.
I realized in that bus the we just wanna be happy, it doesn't matter if it doesn't last long or not, only we pray and hope that one breathtaking moment is replaced by another.
Looking ahead  I find bare bottomed children playing and laughing together. I am happy, this time I laugh out loud.

YOU ARE WELCOME

Hi Lovelies,
So I am starting a new blog, well this is not my first blog. However, this is the first I am being very committed to, like giving myself a second chance to be better at something I really love. I am starting this blog to share my thrift style, and a journey through life and self discovery.
More importantly I have decided to stay off shopping for 365 days, being inspired by Looking Fly on a Dime because while thrifting is a cheap access to good pieces, it can be very addictive practise or habit, making you acquire more than you need. For instance, I have a gazillion number of  silk shirts, more than I need, and I am at that stage where my closet is bursting open with clothes (i think i need) but I've never worn.
So am going to try and live within the confines of what I already have and try to save more.
While I was at the university I had this odd feeling that I didn't dress in the way I wanted to be treated or branded. I was trying hard to copy people around me, the problem was I didn't have the budget they had (did not really like their style) and I also didn't know or understand what suits me especially as I used to be very petite(with a DD bra cup). Fast forward to 3 years later and I can say I now express myself in the exact way I wanna be branded.
Now I give styling advise to a lot of my friends, I love doing it. Seeing how they change and evolve is really exciting. If you feel you need a new style, am overhaul or a thrift makeover, please do not hesitate to contact me, I will be more than elated to work with you.
Finally, I am usually interpreted to look richer than I am, this took a lot of practise and carefulness. Initially I didn't want to look richer. I just wanted to look older and more respectable, being very petite had its downside. After studying the ways rich folks dress i began to copy their style, concentrating on quality, and cut, fit and style. Things I cannot wait to share as time goes by.
Rachael Zoe said style is the way you express yourself without saying a word.
Branding is an important part of our everyday. We must dress in the way we want to be addressed. I am really hoping to learn a lot from you as well.
Enough said, now let the fun begin.