From a movie geek to a fashion lover!
Everyone has a story behind everything they do…why I got into the intoxicating world of fashion is also my story. See how I turned from a movie geek to having a soft spot for the gorgeous world of designs, colors and shapes…
Behind the wide,rolled-down curtains , I listen to the applaud to the previous model . She,with a fine petite body dressed in green African attire and carrying a pot, is just from the runway and it is my turn . Being the cultural night in school , I have crafted a costume unique to my traditions. I always enjoy cultural distinctions thus marveling the beautiful look of traditional costumes, or rather , designs…
Ahaaa! The music beats softly as I model through the runway . I had made myself up . My overall costume : a short skirt made from chunks of green interconnected palm leaves , a top ornamented with red intertwined hibiscus flowers and my sandals , bedecked with green leaves and red flowers.
Whilst, a wistful thought rides me back down to that first moment when I was introduced to the intoxicating world of fashion. I was in the mall , clutching a pile of ‘James Bond’s’ movie collections , trying to convince my mother to purchase them for me. Impatiently , I only thought of watching them once I got home .
As my mother bargained with the seller, I explored the mall . That was when I saw it : the flash of a sleeveless orange crop top and a knee-high brown Ankara pencil skirt struck my eyes. All with bold dizzying prints. For a moment , I was frozen . Something about the combination caught me by the throat and, though I didn’t understand , I couldn’t look away . Taking a tentative step forward , I shifted the set of discs over to one arm, and reached out for the piece of design before me. I loved its combination, and even imagined myself in such outfit. I want this ! I assured myself…
I was startled . And completely and totally enamored. After contemplating on what I now wanted , I knew that I could not leave this combo behind. I rushed back and pulled my mother into the boutique . This was the first time I prioritized something for movies . Since then , I shifted my attention to the gorgeous world of designs , colors, and shapes.
I opted to surf through the Internet on fashion , and Pinterest proved fashionable . Downloading uncountable pictures of fashion bloggers , buying the ‘Style ‘ and ‘Fashion ‘ magazines , following fashion blogs and piling up fashion pages I plucked from the Saturday Nation newspaper became my avocation . Consequently, I made my own fashion scrap book. All my discoveries from the numerous fashion trends were recorded here. I’d decorate my bedroom wall with pictures of fashionistas ; the white paint now embellished with Lucia Musau’s fashion trends , Maite Perroni’s corset dressing styles, and designer inspirations from their blogs.The crazy patterns and wild mix of colors became spontaneous , and my eyes dwelt on more art-like outfits . It was a world I knew I had to be part of as much as I could not grasp more of it then.
Now cat walking out of the runway , I catch a glimpse of my friend. In my world , I hear her say , ‘This is where you belong !’
And here I am……
I have come to discover that what I portray myself with my fashion tells more of how I feel about myself. Initially, I’d get succumbed to the pressure of adding weight since I’m flocked by curvy girlfriends. And even so, my efforts to be like them were in vain. It was then that I also thought about starting a blog to inspire slim fashion. I know many undergo such moments but enjoy being at your best.
I do!That’s just it — that’s what my clothes help me to do. Fashion helps me whip up into a fantasy world — one where any color rules. Floral , denim , any print rules. Short , long , all materials flirt , and lets me put my hands around that dream ; daring me to incorporate it into my life. I only wish to continue until I am crowned a master of arts in fashion .
And there you have it….that is my story….