I suddenly felt the urge to run back to the village, the one hidden between the mountain slopes and old valley roads where nobody knows, the one enveloped by dry tree tops shy of its bare branches looking sullen and bowed, where each of them mourn the loss of the young king laid to rest. … More Photo Journal – Yeongwol
Let me tell you about the place where I was found. Let me tell you about this little town, with its quiet streets and vacant shops, where old bicycles collect dust and stand outside, where the only signs of life are these brown trees and its rustling leaves. There beyond the city scope and border … More The Road
I don’t actually know how to begin this blog post so I opted to start off with this sad truth of a sentence. I read that you should never begin a post by stating your inability to do or to have done something so I guess I went against the laws of blogging.I kid! there … More Back to Basics
One of my favourite pieces for the in between seasons has been these beautifully tailored rich brown culottes, which I’ve been wearing copiously towards the end of summer. And even though autumn has arrived, and woken us to the ever so chilly mornings, I wouldn’t store these sweet pants away just yet as the fabric … More Styling Culottes
My love for a copper smudgy eye has wasted far too much of my time at make-up counters picking and swatching, ooh-ing and aah-ing and being disappointed by hefty price tags for single eye shadows that has made me question my will for attaining this look. But with lots of experimenting (I use “lots” loosely) … More Everyday Copper Hues
Let’s pretend today was a good day, pretend I had fun today, pretend I wasn’t stuck up to my neck in pain today, that I wasn’t crippled by the ripple effect of panic striking my back today. Let’s pretend I smiled today, pretend I laughed some form of clothing off today, pretend I wasn’t hiding … More Today,
A style post on how I never look when I leave the house! Hope you enjoy 🙂
Papa, I heard a Palestinian man speak today, of his land still locked in Apartheid just like we once were. And he spoke as if only to me, that his words rang clear in my ears and straight to my heart. Papa he said he was proud of us, as South Africans, as a nation. … More About Today
So often in life we wish things were over, that time passes quickly so we can move on to the next hour or the next day. We spend our days counting down the clock or completely mindless in heaps of work that we don’t stop until it’s too late. I find the hardest part of … More Photo Journal – Mosque Hopping
