Do you believe in second chances? That people can change and that the universe conspires to let things work in your favor? Imagine living out your day dreams waking up to the realization that your life may not be perfect but the way you wake up feeling happy, the Hope you have for tomorrow make it all seem perfect.
Life is never a straight and narrow road, there are disappointments, heartbreaks, we love and at times we lose ourselves. You were the light at the end of the tunnel, you were my rock when times got tough, you encouraged me to push myself harder, when I felt like I was losing my mind you gripped me tighter and told me everything is going to be alright.
When i stumbled and fell, crawled through the mud you were right there at the end of the mess ready to pick me up and wipe me clean. I sit here day dreaming of how far you have taken me, we would talk about traveling the world together, sharing ideas over a fresh pot of green tea in India. Lazy days falling asleep on hammocks.
Through the brightest of days or the scariest of nights you made me laugh louder and shared in my pain as you watched me cry myself to sleep, I disappointed you several times and every time I would hurt you, but there you were waiting for me to run back.
You told me that I am enough, that I am a promise. When I would ask you what’s next you would laugh and tell me to lean on you and not on my own understanding. I’ve pushed you for answers and threatened to leave if you would not give me what I wanted. I’ve been selfish, scared and anxious. But there was never a time when I felt alone even through the pain you were there, a light, my hope.
My Lord, my Heavenly Father, my hope and my everlasting home, my favorite day dream
About the look:
My dress is from YDE I love how romantic, ethereal and the boho chic twist, I wanted to make it cool and casual and less like I’m wearing a wedding dress. I paired the dress with sneakers and this cool rustic looking jacked from Forever 21.
My season has ended, and so a new one begins. Winter’s old death, turning into spring’s new life. Sleeping flowers awaken, unleashing the beauty that lay dormant.
A bitter chill, to a warm breeze. A wailing howling wind, to the peaceful sounds of birds chirping. Frosts grip loosens and turns to morning dew. Embracing what was once taken for granted.
Life, love and liberty. Life once overlooked, now life looked over. Love once ignored, now love is explored. A prisoner once chained to mind,
Now liberated, my spirit roams free. The new season brings new rules.Not the rules of my old existence, But the rules of universal love. For my love to be true,
My life must be as well.
As it is love’s experience, That emerges from life’s journey.
About the look: The dress is a mix of sexy and sweet and it’s the perfect little floral dress to wear to a wedding or a formal spring occasion, i love dressing up and feeling girly. The dress is from Mr Price and my amazing platform brogues are from my new favorite store the FIX South Africa.
There’s something quite flirty about the 70s it was really a time where the world was groovy and free. I often sit alone and think to myself what does freedom mean to me? What is freedom?
We live in a world where so many people are fighting some kind of battle and these battles often take place in the mind. We at times feel trapped and caged in like there are no solutions or other ways out.
I battled with this feeling at various stages in my life and as I grow older and wiser I’m starting to realize what freedom equates to happiness and a sense of peace in life.
Freedom to me means the ability to make choices in life, to choose my path or to walk in the path that God has mapped out for me, freedom is a choice and a really big responsibility and we have the freedom to choose and to make the right choices. We also have the freedom to correct the mistakes we have made in life.
Freedom is the sight of the sunrise so early in the morning, dancing in the rain during the summer, receiving love in any form, dancing to the rhythm of your heart beat. Being creative, finding new place, discovering and meeting new face.
Freedom is love in all its facets, freedom is beautiful, it’s free and it belongs to you and me.
I found these really amazing shoes at Fashion Express, i think this might be my new favorite store , the dress is from Mr Price and i’m absolutely crazy about the bell sleeves and the floral the print. The high neck line of the dress also allows you to wear a polo neck underneath if it gets really chilly, since its winter in South Africa.
The faux fur coat was really a bargain at a store called Choice Clothing in the CBD in East London while walking home it caught my eye on the shop window. I feel beautiful and free in this look.
We celebrated Africa Day on the 25 May and it just really got me thinking for the longest time I never truly embraced my Xhosa heritage. I battled with this for the longest time. I recall a time when I was in grade one and my best friend Tegwin use to suck at her stringy blonde locks during class and I found this weirdly fascinating. For as long as I could remember I always wanted to be like all my Caucasian friends, to tell you truth I was the only black girl in my group of girlfriends growing up. The words ‘coconut’, ‘oreo’, ‘white girl’ followed me wherever I went.
The way I spoke my own language was never good enough for the black children in my school, they assumed I was better than them, more privileged because I did not live in the township and they had a problem with the fact that I was picked up by my grandmother from school every day.
Even when I look at my former dating life the very first boy I ever had a crush on was Steven and my best friend had a crush on his twin brother Kyle. Tegwin and I would sit on the playground talking about double dating the twins, where we would go and what we would talk about. The only time I really knew I was black was when my aunt refused to buy me jelly shoes and opted to get me leather shoes instead, going back home from school really put a lot of things in perspective for me, but I still battled to fit my culture into my everyday life.
I was the biggest fan of the spice girls and whenever we would play Spice girls at aftercare my friends always insisted I be ‘Scary Spice’ and I would plain out refuse or I would sit out and watch. I was not willing to be the black girl in the Spice girls. I want to be Emma Bunting “Baby Spice” from the Spice Girls.
The latter years of High School were spent with a few of the women I still call friends today they were all black and my best friend Pelisa who was mixed race we were also scrutinized because we as a group of young black women spoke really good English so good they called us fake.
I truly came to embrace who I am when I visited family in London I spent six months in Canning Town, London living with my family (my aunt and my uncle) who are a mixed Xhosa and Congolese family. Living with my culturally diverse family I really learned to embrace who I am and my Xhosa culture and roots. While my uncle spoke French in the house, my aunt and I spoke Xhosa every day and my cousin only knew how to speak English it’s not real English thou it’s a street version of English called cockney/London slang.
London is a country with a melting pot of cultures and nationalities and it really makes you appreciate where you come from. I arrived at the realization that coming from the country and culture that I do is such a privilege and I didn’t come across one African national living in London who was not proud of where they come from, the various languages they could speak, the amazing African delicacies they ate daily and the strict cultural upbringing, morals and values they had adapted living in a first world country.
I found myself tweeting in Xhosa and listening to African artists all my friends back home were quite surprised but I was indeed coming into my own person. I also decided to cut off all my stringy, limp relaxed hair and decided to be natural and embrace the hair I was born with. You can call it a divine intervention, I call it growth and appreciation of who I am. I am no longer that black goth girl who listens to death metal and who wears all black or the girl who carried her skate board around with a ton of snap backs (I was an Avril Lavigne want to be at some stage) that was not really who I was, I was discovering various facets of who I was.
I am now a Xhosa farm girl from Hamburg and Peddie in the Eastern Cape, who can speak five languages (isiXhosa, English, Zulu, Sotho and Afrikaans) who can trace her ancestry as far back as Germany and Swaziland and yes I’m still discovering all the other cultures that fall in between.
I’ve learned in life never be afraid to come into your own embrace your beauty, your uniqueness, your mistakes and look forward to discovering more of who you are.
Yours in Peace, love and happy vibes
– Vuyolwethu Hole (meaning our Joy in isiXhosa), don’t ask about the surname i don’t know either
The warm African sun makes me think of all the wonderful, warm, tropical destinations in Africa, with my time spent chasing Government stories it leaves me no time to relinquish my itchy feet and seek after adventure.
Today’s blog post was inspired by my love for prints, textures and Africa. I’m sure by now you’re anticipating today’s content of the many adventurous stories so where do we begin?
As I lay here under the guava tree in my back yard, with the sun fading it dawns on me that there are many roads untraveled, so many places to discover, adventures to seek and stories to be told. I dream of destinations that give me the opportunity to travel far and wide using various modes of transport. I’ve dreamed of quad biking through the Namib Desert, driving through the Serengeti in Kenya and experiencing the best African wildlife has to offer. Riding a camel and learning about Egyptian history or prowling through the many spice filled markets and feasting on various Moroccan treats on offer.
Spying and watching the beauty of the Gorillas that can be found in the Congo’s Amazon Forrest’s, walking the many long, beautiful and clean coastal lines that can be found in Mozambique, Ghana, Mombasa, South Africa and many others. There’s no place I would much rather prefer to discover then all the beauty, secrets and stories Africa has to offer.
My outfit would be perfect for the many destinations I plan of traveling the clash of prints represent the diversity and cultures that Africa has to offer.
Do you have any interesting travel stories? I would love to hear from you.