Monday, June 11, 2012

The Sheer Beach...

On the beach at night, stands a child with her father watching the east, the autumn sky.
Up through the darkness while ravening clouds, the burial clouds, in the black masses spreading, lower, sullen and fast, athwart and down the sky, amid a transparent clear belt of ether yet in the east, ascends, large and calm, the lord-star Jupiter; and night at hand, only a very little above, swim delicate brothers, the pleiades.
from the beach, the child, holding the hand of the father, those burial-clouds that lower, victorious, soon to devour all, watching, silently weeps.

 accesories from ColoRattiClothing

Sheer top from topshop, skirt from ColoRattiClothing

Bora Bora two...

there is a place in this world where we all belong, Where we can be free as a wind and as reckless a the waves. We could sleep on the sand and walk the shores, where the water will love us and will care for it.
Where we can swim forever into the depths of the sea and explore the places where people have never been and share secrets with the covers and have family of miles of seawater.

Sea creatures of the other worlds and beautiful kelp forest that's where i would be forever i would be forever and ever.

I wish i could be there, live there soon i will be at the sea and live with the creatures...

Swimsuit from H&M , Skirt from ColoRattiClothing, Accessories from Accesorize

Saturday, June 9, 2012

Bora Bora One...

I spat on the world from between my gums, Shouted at the moon from between my lungs,
Hooted at the chirrupy mermaid of the dusk...clever lad of goddam tribe!
Then came the winds, flushing hearts,The rains came, drenching all their mirth,
Came thunder scattering all irrelevance..happy child of the new testament!

There were tears, then, when I was born, There were aches, too, when I was born
Tears to drop, and hearts to ache, No brains to pry, no minds to try
Where, when I was born. So take, take me away!
Send, send me away!
Let the gold I loved which never was Delude its glory-minded prodigy.
Send, O send me away!
By: Micheal Echeruo

Friday, June 8, 2012

Daddy's Girl Wearing Daddy's coat

a true father is always there. He is there to spill tears of happiness when his eyes fall upon his infant daughter. He is there to teach her when she takes her steps or stumbles. he is there to teach her at the youngest age,  Even though she might not understand half of it. He is there to help her color inside the lines, make her grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup, and tie her shoes.

He is there to hug her and kiss her on her first days of school and walk her in if the need be.  He is there to teach her and tease her and laugh with her. He is always there to embarrass her, but that's part of her life.  
He is there to tell her to go ask her mother, when her mother told her to ask him. He is there to lecture her, prepare her for the monster called high school. he is there to put up with her teenage moods and her co-ed relationships. he is there to approve, disapprove, accept and forgive. he is there to give her a big bundle of flowers when she graduates, to smile when her named is called and feel proud.


Coat by PAPA

accessories by ColoRattiClothing

Monday, June 4, 2012

when leopards fell from the sky

I've been fascinated with leopard prints ever since... word to tell? FIERCE...
love the challenge how to pair it with...

Necklace from ColoRattiClothing

Bombay Fever...

This post is an inspiration of my Indian neighbor, i have to admit that every time i pass their house i cant avoid noticing their lovely and colorful clothes and their turbans... its amazing that they really cherish their culture... can i also tell the distinct aroma as i pass by their house?

The Turban as a symbol of dedication, consecration and essential for anointment. The anointing of men with missionary zeal and prophetic missions required some ceremonial activities like pouring oil and fixing some mark on the turban, which was actually the crown of the priests. In a more refined form these ceremonies have symbolically survived in the Punjab till today.

Tube by La Senza

Dhoti Pants

Bangles and rings from ColoRatti
Shoes from Zara

Necklace from ColoRatti

Sunday, June 3, 2012

Parking My Diet

I am a certified desertholic, challenge is you have to know where to find the best deserts along the metro. my brother happen to have his birthday at Park-Avenue-Desserts, and i tottaly defined it as HEAVEN on earth... they have the best deserts and tea's... so guys lets not cut the sweets and have a bite...