A friend and I were visiting Cape Town. By the end of a day spent doing touristy things, we were tired and quite desperate to hop into a taxi and get some rest.
We had a bit of difficulty finding a taxi stand, so we decided to ask a kind-faced South African lady.
The following conversation ensued:
Us: Hello, where can we find a Cab |KAB|, please?
Her: *puzzled look* Cab? |KAB|
Us: *big smile* Yes, a Cab |KAB| (more…)
A twitter thread about the not-so-easy side of pregnancy and childbirth swept the social media streets a few weeks ago. It caused quite the whirlwind.
Well, I found it to be refreshingly honest albeit brutally disillusioning, but in a very good way. It was necessary to hear the other side of the female experience, I felt “saved” from the danger of a single story.
Recently, I’ve begun to question that I even have sufficient maternal instinct. I mean, my own mother would (more…)
So, when I saw that Paper magazine cover of a stark full-frontal naked reality TV star, along with her well-oiled, beautiful posterior, my reaction was a peculiar blend of evenly-measured giggle and wince.
Then, I reflexively crossed my legs and clutched my own breasts protectively even though I was fully clothed at the time. I decided to think carefully about why my own legs came together of their own volition.
Did I cross them because I imagined that it was I splayed across that magazine cover and the thought of globally exposing the pencilled-in stretch marks on my modest bottom was a bit too much for my heart to bear? Yes. (more…)
When I see an interesting garment, I mentally take it apart and analyse the fabric and pattern pieces. I enjoy the thrill from challenging myself to replicate the style, if only in my head.
Likewise, I hope our Ogas-at-the-top squeal with glee (I recommend a high-pitched “weeeeeee”) and then proceed to challenge themselves to replicate when they see interesting countries where systems and processes work beautifully for the benefit of all.
Switzerland seems like a fine model, and there isn’t a patent or copyright law on countries as far as I know. Besides, imitation is supposedly the best form of flattery.
So, Dear Nigerian leaders, kindly flatter the Swiss, make them blush so hard from your flattery, that Mac Cosmetics would feel compelled to release a limited edition lip colour (preferably matte) aptly named “Swiss Red”, matching the distinct shade of a blushing, flattered Swiss.
Their response to my gleeful “Happy New Year!” was a just-as-gleeful, well-meaning and pulsatingly pregnant “This is the year that we’ll come to eat your rice!”
Totally unrelated but perhaps a co-traveller on the same locomotive train faithfully conveying my thoughts, I’ve often wondered about the enigma; Why do long-married couples start to look alike?
Well, after much pondering, I’m convinced that I just might have cracked the code to finding The One that one grows old and withered with. Alas, it’s hardly complicated:
Step 1. Spot a prospective “The One”.
Well, 2016 was an interesting year.
At the start of the year, I recall vowing firmly that it would be a meaningful one, I was particularly keen about achieving relevance. I wanted to be able to properly account for the year on the last day and also be happy about doing both the things that I’d set out to do and the ones that I didn’t even expect to happen.
The most significant thing was launching the Nedoux Sewing Club. The phrase “Do it afraid” sounds rather clichèd, but to be honest I was mostly terrified sometimes, still I kept going regardless, pausing wasn’t an option. I found the courage to persevere and the wisdom to keep improving, by learning from mistakes.
Truthfully, I’m still learning to balance the new balls in my life, thus whilst the sewing workshop thrived, writing and blogging were neglected towards the end of the year.
Here are some of the moments that made this year remarkable for me. I am very thankful to everyone who supported me.
Best wishes for the New Year!
Indeed, austere times call for austerity measures. 2016 is definitely the year of ‘Want vs. Need’ mental debates. Considering the current state of the economy, most people have been compelled to devise budget-friendly measures and stretch their finances across the most basic necessities.
Recently, I thought I needed brand new clothes but after careful consideration, I realized that what I’d assumed was a need was simply a want slyly camouflaging itself as a need. So, I browsed through…