I decided not to post anything as the year ended…I was doing a lot of soul searching. Trying to self-reflect, analyse and look at how hectic the past 12 months have been. Leaning lazily besides my bed and gazing outside the window dreamily, everything felt quite grey… (not because its winter) dull and gloomy. It was… Continue reading Saying GOODBYE to 2017…
If you look closely and peep into the right doors in the city of Dublin, you will have the opportunity of finding the dealmakers, investment bankers, lawyers and the town hustlers. They like many of us are oozing with ambition, from these rooms, the economy moves, they are the engine that keeps everything turning. If… Continue reading Peach Perfect…ALMOST!
Someone once said that “there’s something intriguing about a woman in a short dress. The way the dress stops and her legs just start and when the wind blows against her, stretching the fabric across her body, the world collectively holds its breath”. That person is the one and only BikoZulu. (Love is work). It definitely… Continue reading PRETTY PINK!!!
Let’s say you’re one of those people who busks in the idea that the hot summer days are gone and it’s time for the gloomy, rainy and cold weather to sip through. If you aren’t, well, I am. The cold does have its perks now and again, the air is filled with a certain calmness… Continue reading Autumn Blues…more like Black!
The past couple of months have been quite challenging…It has been a rollercoaster of emotions and being placed between a rock and hard place but, I have been able to reel myself up and come out on top. I was going through the plethora of pictures I have and realised that I hadn’tposted this outfit… Continue reading Winter Is Coming…
Before anyone points it out…YES the dress looks like it was not ironed. That was not done on purpose it actually just happened during the shoot. Now that we have that out of the way haha…I really do love this outfit, it is simple, flows well and very comfortable for the summer. Green looks so… Continue reading
Does anyone of you remember the days when our mothers wore what we call “wrappers” or rather “lessuu” in Kiswahili. At every gathering you happened to go to all the lovely ladies had them and you admired the colours, the style and how you wished to be apart of that when the time came and you’d push… Continue reading TRIBALISTIC!