Been a while…I do have a day job, lol! Hope everyone is great and looking forward to end of year festivities. I personally have nothing planned yet but I’m totes excited nonetheless.
I have been working my butt off in the gym as stated in my previous post and I can already see amazing results! For those asking I train at the Nyayo stadium gym just because it’s really convenient. They have all the equipment you could possibly need and wonderful trainers. Been training with NUFIT 5 days a week, but more on that later.
I’ve been doing a lot of thinking of late concerning self love. I don’t mean just basic self love,but true, through and through, love of self. Loving the skin I’m in, the hair that grows on my head, the subtle mounds on my chest, the tapering of my waist, the fullness of my hips and derriere, the dip of my lower back, the thickness of my thighs, my fat calves that unrealistically taper into skinny ankles and bony feet. Why do we work so hard to change our natural selves when we are naturally so beautifully made? Why do we want to lighten or darken(me)our skin when the melanin glow or caramel tones are what make us unique to any other species? Why do we hide our beautiful hair behind weaves and perms and other forms of hair that mimic that of another race?
The more I think about it the more I see that despite our ‘independence” and false sense of freedom, we’re still slaves. Slaves to the mentality that “those people” are better that we are. They’re superior to us. Their skin is more beautiful , their hair more lustrous and so much better and worth the hours and thousands we spend at salons trying to achieve a similar look. I hate the fact that this is the world we live in. That it’s so normal to want to look totally opposite of what we are. Let’s not even talk about the detriment of culture and tradition. It’s barely there in what we now term as “modern” households. Why do we refer to the loss of ourselves as modernization??Like what we were prior to that was backward? In truth it was the purest form of humanity. I’m disgusted to think that I’ve been living life trying so hard to be something other than myself and I have made a vow to revert to what being African really means. In all sense of the word. No more idolising unAfrican cultures,traditions and people. I refuse to take my culture and tradition for granted. I refuse to flee the motherland in search of a “better life”. I will live as a proud African and will run an African household. My children will be undoubtedly African. They will learn how to use a pot and three stones to make their dinner. They will learn how to play the drums and sing traditional songs(ahem, we shall that learn together). As I continue with my journey on self-discovery,self-love and appreciation, as I grow into the African queen that I was destined to be, I ask that you all take some time to think about yourself. Your SELF. No, it’s not just hair! No it’s not just because it’s easy to maintain. That’s all rubbish! Someone taught you that, and someone else taught that person and it goes way way back. UNlearn it. Appreciate the beauty you hold deep within and suppress all the voices that tell you otherwise. It’s time to be proud to be African and I’m at the very front of the line.
PS: I would like to thank a certain SW for opening up my mind without even realising it.
Stylewise, it’s quite obvious that my go to pieces are fitted midi or full length skirts, and crops or chest freeing tops. Not only do they keep everything in place regardless of size and structure, they lend a heightened sense of femininity that all females need. Paired my skirt with a black top that comes in handy both as inner or outerwear, and a black fabric choker. Layered that with the heaviest, most authentic leather jacket that I have ever set my eyes on! I love the white and fringe detail and I can’t believe I almost passed this up! Bought it for…wait for it…Ksh 1500!!!Almost feel guilty!
Skirt – DIY
Top – I forget
Leather jacket – Guy on the street
Sandals – Gifted by Miss Hazel of @Hazedstyle