Dare…

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This is the part of my life called listening to the people around me. I don’t experiment much with color, if asked, I would ordinarily go for colors that do not announce my presence.

Denim on Denim to the game…

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It’s Sunday… church day, it’s also the boys day out (Vaal has become part of the boys 🙂 ) and it’s game day : Kenya’s Harambee stars and Zambia’s Chipolopolo are playing. So what to wear ; without looking lost in church, fitting in with the boys and being part of the game.

What you ought to know about me…

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Most of the time I am tempted to tell them, actually I tell them, I am my father’s son! Yes, I am my father’s son :), he calls me his son all the time. Growing up with three brothers and in an extended family that has more men than women, you become: ‘a brother’, ‘a nephew’ and that go to boy. I have more guy friends than ladies (dear bae if you are reading this, I still got you at heart), I mean it’s easier being with guys. Being with girls means you have to have some hot gossip, talk about new make up discoveries, clothes and jewellery collections… oh boy, these are things I just need once in a long while.

My August Boots…

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A good friend delivered this to me, and let’s just say I wish everyday of this August will be rainy and muddy: I am just too attached, too excited and I won’t stop showing off…  Photography : 9th Wonder  Boots : Gift 🙂