Back to Black

I was rummaging through my wardrobe the other day and came to the sudden realisation that almost everything I own is black.

Black tees, black leggings, black shirts, black skirts, black trousers, black jackets, black bras, black panties, black shoes. Black, black, black.

So, I was looking for something light and airy to wear and I thought...hmm, wouldnt it be interesting to kinda just always be in ...black?

Oh, wait I'm already doing that.

See, I have been for a while now, that elusive pop of color in an otherwise dull office environment.

I'll put on something rather drab and instinctively add a dash of neon without a care; it could be neon polish a la Rihanna style, a neon top or scarf and I'm set to tackle the dinosaur that is corporate Kenya.

I mean, black isnt even my fvourite colour, as I'm in love with blue and purple and green. Oh...which reminds me, I have a think for the aqua colours again...hmm, topic for another day?

Anyhu...so I'm just starting to think that maybe I should fade to black. After all, isnt it like the most functional hue anyone can have in their wardrobe?

Plus it would go perfectly well with my mood of late.

I guess its time to embrace the snide remarks; "Who died?" or "Hey Bride of Frankenstein"

But then again, there arent that snide a people in my yard. All wishful thinking.

Release the doves!!

I'm loving - Fade to Black by Jay Z

Rioter of the week

Got milk?

This dairy farmer was protesting at the EU headquarters in Brussels over rapidly falling milk prices.

As is evident, the man did not earn his spot on the photo of the week for hurling grenades and roaring obscenities in the face of authority.

No,no...he's here for what he did right before this, which was to take a look at all his friends as they geared up for the protest -- strapping on their gas masks, pocketing their eye wash, testing their tasers, and hefting their clubs - before solemnly reaching down and grabbing the one and only weapon he needed.

Then he went to a riot armed with a freakin tit.

Check out these other badass protestors.

First They Came

First They came - Pastor Martin Niemöller (1892–1984)

I love this poem. Niemoller was an anti-Communist German pastor,and at the height of Hitler's rampage in Germany, the good pastor postulated the following statement, sometimes presented as a poem.

It is well-known, frequently quoted, and is a popular model for describing the dangers of political apathy, as it often begins with specific and targeted fear and hatred which soon escalates out of control.

And as we all know too well, this is reminiscent of the happenings in Libya, Egypt, Kenya (a few years ago) and the rest of the world.

So just to remind ourselves...

"First they came for the communists, and I didn't speak out because I wasn't a communist. Then they came for the trade unionists, and I didn't speak out because I wasn't a trade unionist. Then they came for the Jews, and I didn't speak out because I wasn't a Jew. Then they came for me and there was no one left to speak out for me."

Do speak out for someone/something this week. Its the least you can do; at least for your sake and for humanity's sake.

I'm loving - Speak for Me by Jaci Velasquez

For all the good things

This year has been flecked with one heck of a disaster after another.

Ok, it all started with the Egypt riots that culminated in Hosni Mubarak's fall from grace (finally) and thereafter the domino effect was felt throughout the Midle East. With this came the hike in oil prices, the dollar has slumped, production has stalled, even earth days have shorthened!

And now the heartwrenching disaster that has engulfed Japan...its all so sad. The other day, a friend was saying how these events are so reminiscent of the "end of days" biblical references.
There's so much strife, disaster and human struggle.

The Japan situation is one that has got me thinking alot. I mean, just having a look at some of the pictures over here puts everything into firm perspective.

Its so easy for us mortals to forget all the good things we enjoy in our fickle lives; the iar we breathe, the safety of our homes, the love and affection of family, the food on our tables, a warm bed at night, the security of a job...

Lets remember to thank God and whoever deity we recognise for all the good things we have.
And please whisper a prayer to our Japanese brothers and sisiters.

I'm loving: Just a Prayer Away by Jaci Velasquez

Not Nate!

So like I was doing my usual rounds on the internet when I got an IM from a pal - Nate Dogg's gone.

Suffice it to say that I was shocked. I mean WTF???

Nate Dogg-bandana wearing,smooth,mellow,swagalicious...

It seems like every other day, another bright, shining star leaves the music industry feeling orphaned. Its like, for every true talent that leaves the earth, a hail of auto-tune backed "singers" emerges. Seemingly, this dearth of true artists like Nate, MJ and so on, will not be mitigated.

Its saddening that he's gone. Nate's contribution to hip-hop cannot be overemphasised enough; he was truly legendary.

The internet is awash with tributes, the blogosphere sparking with fond memories of the man. I passed here and couldn’t help but notice how much Nate was loved and appreciated by his fans.

Man…I don’t even know where to begin. All I can say is hip-hop’s lost a real artist, a real star, a legend.

R.I.P Nate

I’m loving Regulate - Warren G ft Nate Dogg

Sleep well Becky

They say when death comes aknockin’, you can’t keep the door closed.

Well, inasmuch as it’s an inherent fact that one day, all of us will leave this earth; it just never seems to

register until the time when someone we love and cherish deeply leaves us.

I lost a really good friend of mine the other day.

She was an amazing chic. She had so much going for her – looks, brains, personality…name it. Becky

had it all.

Becky.

She’d just finished her CPAs, was awaiting her graduation this year. Her results had just chomokad last

week and she had done exceptionally well. She was then planning on starting her own audit firm.

Becky was going places, and we all knew it.

But wait – God had other plans for her.

See, what we always seem to forget is that after all is said and done, God rules over every single

decision we make, every iota of our lives. He knows what will happen decades from now. Even before

we are born, He knows when we shall be going back home to Him.

And so it was that Becky had to bid us farewell and go back home.

Such a sad demise, I have hardly experienced. Well…others have gone too soon in my life, but Becky’s

leaving was just so…unexpected.

But they also say that the good die young.

Becky, I miss you so much and our friendship is all I can think of and smile.

Becky(in orange top). She was always so happy and exuding positive energy.

Because at least I have the memories, the good times and the bad. And the sure promise that one day

we shall meet again.

Rest in Peace sweet angel.

I’m loving: I’m Coming Home -Diddy Dirty Money

Party of One this Vals – 30 good reasons why.

Back when I was in a relationship, there were a few things I missed about being a single girl. I had been in a great relationship for some time and for all the pleasures of having a boyfriend, I also missed some parts of my former life. Now that I’m Party of One, again, I think it’s time to revisit some of the single girl stuff I have to celebrate… and 30 good reasons why this year, I wont really miss Cupid's arrow.

1. I have the whole bed all to myself.

2. No one makes a face when I bite my fingernails. Or toenails.

3. I’m eating way less because I don’t need to cook like Martha Stewart. Tea, biscuits, a fresh fruit here, some cereal there and I’m perfecto!

4. No one is scratching their balls and then touching the remote control/fridge door/pillows. At least, I don’t think anyone is.

5. Lots of uninterrupted ME time.

6. I don’t feel guilty about the smell when I paint my nails.

7. I don’t feel self-conscious whenever I got o the little girls’ room.

8. Not washing anyone else’s laundry or dishes! Hooray!

9. I don’t have to worry about being cheated on because there is no one to cheat!

10. When I wear sweatpants to bed, no one complains about it.

11. Keeping up with the Kardashians can play for an entire hour without anyone whining.

12. Who cares how hairy my legs and armpits are? Not me. Ok, fine…I care. But not as much as a boyfriend would.

13. I’m the only one using my expensive bathing gel, shampoo and conditioner.

14. I can flirt with any cute guy and feel….NOT GUILTY! J

15. No more roommates I don’t get along with.

16. I feel more kinship with other single women. YEI YEIIII!!

17. I’ve seen more of my sisters, my cousins, mum, my boys and my girls than I have in the whole time that I was in a relationship.

18. I can blog about whatever I want regarding my personal life and no one will ask me to explain it later. Awesome!

19. Weekends are for me and my family, not anyone else’s.

20. The next time I go to the movies, I’m almost decidedly seeing a chick flick.

21. I wake up when my alarm clock goes off without someone pressuring me to hit snooze and stay a while longer when I really need to get on the go.

22. Lipstick, lip gloss and lip balm actually stay on my lips now.

23. Sleeping with my childhood teddy bear again ... without shame.

24. Don’t have to share the iPod with anyone.

25. Flirting without guilt. Oh wait…I said that already.

26. I can keep pets.

27. Deepening friendships and making new friends with all my free time.

28. I don’t have to shower as much.

29. No one has asked me why I need so many shoes, clothes, books, magazines, eccentric taste in movies etc. I just do, OK?

30. NO FOOTBALL!

As for all the lovebirds out there, do enjoy each other. I'll be busy sippin on a crisp clean bite as I watch yet another gooey flick.

I'm loving: Fall For Your Type by Jamie Foxx ft Drake