Wednesday, October 31, 2012


Dreams are the illustrations...from the book your soul is writing about you - Marsha Norman

Here I am wondering out-loud again. Wondering where true inspiration comes from. So many say they are most inspired by the people around them... But it just so happens that sometimes the people around you are killing your inspiration instead. And you find yourself wanting to inspire them...

It is not so often any more that I come across something new and I go: "Brilliant idea! How creative!" Nowadays, the reaction is more like: "Oh that looks familiar, can't people be more creative?"

So here I am, wondering whether I will ever have a moment of pure brilliance, a Eureka! moment; and feel like I have contributed something significant to the world I live in. All this DIYing and sewing often has me feeling like a perpetual copycat, so come on people.... Inspire!

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Lock Necklace

This is a very simple necklace to make. I especially like how it looks with a plain white tee. 
Adds a little bit of edge without doing too much.

You will need:
1.About 1 meter of a chunky chain. It needs to be chunky so that the lock can fit through the links.
2. Pliers
3. Nail polish of a colour of your choice
4. A lock, small enough to not be uncomfortable around the neck and to fit through the links on the chain.
5. 2/3 jump rings
6. A clasp

Monday, October 1, 2012

Cat-eye Sunglasses

Warning: this is an impertinent post!

I didn't know a pair of sunglasses could make all the difference. On my recent trip to Cape town, my sister and I stumbled upon a street vendor selling some not so average sunglasses and I bought myself a pair of cat-eye sunglasses. They weren't anything unique or expensive but I was pretty pleased with my purchase.

Now I live in a not-so-urban part of the country and I can barely, just barely speak the language (which is frustrating cause everyone refuses to speak English) but I get by. And yet for some reason, ever since I started sporting these new sunglasses even the usually stubborn taxi drivers automatically speak to me in English. I get a different vibe now. I could say there is an inflection of respect in their address but that would be stretching it a bit: Nothing else has changed. I still have my long old braids and my skin is as dark as ever.

Is there something special about these sunglasses?