Tuesday, 17 February 2015

Secret Admirer

It started about 8 months ago, that’s when I first saw him and started admiring him from a distance, depicted within are the emotions I’ve been going through and how I have been dealing with them. Thank you for reading.  


I am a student and this is where I can truly say I fell in-love. It was a few weeks after campus began and I was walking along the corridor that lead to the balcony/bridge that led to the S-Block. I was busy staring at my phone and laughing at something my friend had sent me, then I heard the familiar screech of wheels on tiles.

I’d know that sound anywhere cause back home my aunt would always scream at me ,” take the death trap you call a skateboard outside because it damages my tiles”. I felt him before I even saw him, there was a change in the energy when he was around, when I looked up I swear I almost dropped my phone as I blatantly stared at the cute guy with the board at his side.

All I could do was stand there and stare. Something about him just made me want to go up to him and say hi or even more, maybe it was the way his whole face lit up when he smiled and set free those adorable dimples, or maybe it was just the fact that he was hot, anyway I didn’t know. I don’t know how long I stood there until someone bumped into me and I rushed off to class feeling stupid.

When I got to class I was ‘zombified, I just stared at my lecturer and nodded to whatever my friends said. All that was on my mind was how cute that guy was, how his lip piercing glinted in the light, how the t-shirt he’s wearing hugged his upper body, how his eyes crinkled at the corners when he laughed with his friends.

I was like that every time I saw him, I’d lose concentration in class as my mind wondered off to thoughts of him. I wondered what his name was, maybe I should ask him, but then I remembered who I am, I’d scold myself for being so stupid. No matter what I’d say to myself it wouldn’t stop my heart from fluttering it still doesn’t.

This happened for a whole semester but after a month I learnt not to stare in a obvious way, I didn’t lose my line of thought when I saw him, I was almost back to normal and I was thankful for that. The fact that I saw him on a semi-daily basis was driving me insane. I then decided to avoid seeing him as it was proving to be a bit unhealthy for the wellbeing of my state of mind, so I decided to be childish and if I saw him, I’d turn around and find another route to wherever I was going.

This proved to be effective for the rest of the year and I was quite happy with it, as I had the full function of my mind but there were still times when I found myself wondering about him, thinking of what he might be doing, where he might be and who he might be with. Now the latter was a bit of a problem but I forced my mind to accept that he was off limits and always would be because I’ll never be anyone in his circle so I should stop fooling myself.

The flaw to my perfect system started showing its cracks in the beginning of the current year as we got back to campus. I decided to change courses from mainstream to a new, exciting field, I then discovered I’d have a class with the students in their year, I told myself not to freak out as the course was optional for them.

I was busy dreaming about kissing those gorgeous lips when my stupid alarm decided to go off, i grabbed it and smashed it across the wall, it just had to go off during the fun part.

i finally pulled myself out of bed and took a cold shower. i went to my closet to find something to wear, my eyes lock on a pair of woolen stockings that you just want to hug, i spot a black dress and decide on my fuzzy boots. after getting  dressed i grab my grey trench coat and leave my room. i grab an apple for breakfast, grab my bag by the door and head off to hell.

Purple Haul

As a teenager I always thought my friends were a bit strange when they complained about how long it took to get ready when we were about to leave the house. I must admit that back then I thought fashion was for shallow people and I couldn't be bothered with it.

As I grew older I started to realise that fashion was beyond clothing and accessories, I started seeing it as an art form, a canvas which helped people express who they are, who they aspire to become and where they are going. I started noticing the different attributes, attitudes and dreams of people by the way they dressed. Clothing was just a way of portraying different lifestyles, moods and this helped me read people better.

This was a way of defining generations and their dreams and aspirations. Fashion is a movement of creative, free spirits as they try to change the world by creating art that people could live their everyday lives in.

purple haul: http://youtu.be/eoNykD-ZyQc

Saturday, 14 February 2015

Growing Pains

I don't know about you but when I'm about to encounter physical or emotional pain for more than 10 minutes I like to mentally prepare myself. Prepare yourself by finding out which parts of are more susceptible to pain and try not to provoke them.

Don't do anything  you're not ready to do or comfortable with doing. Never use drugs but I do suggest putting on your headphones and turn the music up loud.

Sometimes I get a book and lose myself in it, forgetting about reality for a while, I still feel the pain it doesn't control me and the next thing I know its halfway through.

Keep your mind occupied so it doesn't dwell on the pain, even as you experience it. It also helps to think about something that takes you to a place where you can conquer anything.

I hope this helps you go out there and face challenges with a new determination and courage.

Wednesday, 11 February 2015

Best Quote Ever

Disconnect and self destruct, one bullet at a time
What's your hurry, everyone will have his day to die
If you choose to pull the trigger, should your drama prove sincere,
Do it somewhere far away from here
-Maynard James Keenan

Sunday, 1 February 2015

A place where dapper styles manifest

Adam M. Gallagher is a 23 year old blogger, wardrobe stylist, personal shopper, and he should be every man's best friend.

The fashion obsessed Libra has interests that vary from menswear to travel to food. He started IAMGALLA.COM as an after school past time when he was 17 years old. He has roots imbedded across the arts and this is evident in his work.

He helps men with style tips, trend forecasting, and third party inspiration. His exceptional ability to blend his Carlifonian background with a fashion approach only brewed in New York makes him stand out in the menswear industry.

Not only does he inspire and cultivate men of style he also indirectly helps women with better half's who don't understand what style is. I am addicted to his posts to such an extent that I have to keep up with his work everyday.

Visit his blog on www.iamgalla.com and I promise you'll learn something new.  Contact him at GALLAstylist@gmail.com

Wander Boy

" Free chains runaway on trains. I painted this picture hoping it would turn to reality." Bobby Raffin

Stylist, fashionista, trendsetter, innovator, dreamer, inspiration, beautiful these are all words that come to mind whenever i'm asked about this man who is more than a man to me.

Bobby Raffin is a true artist, he doesn't just create art to be admired but he lives in his art. He studies Fashion Arts in Canada, he is passionate about sharing his imagination with the world.

I can't remember where I first ran into his profile online but from then on I have followed him on every social network I have.
His style inspires me, his passion and creativity drive me to be a better artist.

" Creating my visions and turning them into reality is the adrenaline that keeps me alive."

Bobby believes fashion is like food, he cannot go a day without it. He is in love with the way Canada is green, he loves all fashion styles especially vintage and rocker's edge. His mother is his greatest inspiration because she taught so man things.

His style is inspired by childhood memories, fragmented dreams, fairy tales and the circus. 

I'm looking forward to the bright future he has in store for him. Visit his blog: www.bobbyraffin.com or email him bobby_raffin@hotmail.com

The 5 Foot nothing fairy

A goddess in all definitions of the word, Amary Manaka is a 20 something visionary artist who is passionate about creating wearable pieces of art. " I put my heart in my art and fill it with spirit. I try to infuse my work with the colourful spirit in which I live my life."

Manaka is more than a mere designer, she is inspiration to all people who are afraid to embrace their true selves. She shows us it is fabulous being yourself.

She walks this earth to inspire, encourage and plants seeds of love wherever she goes. Her passion to create inspires me to look for beauty in all things. Her creativity makes me yearn to be a better artist.

Her creations are extraordinary at the least. She is said to connect and expand love through her can creations. She believes in having a mind opened by wonder rather than one closed in belief.  She does not reason or compare in politics, she believes her business is to create.

Feel free to visit her Etsy shop and prepare to fall in love: www.manakahandmade.etsy.com

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