Not so Retail Therapy…

Its times like these when your rocked to your core that you really know what your made of

Its been a good coupla months… a lovely coupla months… I love the new job, and the people here are super cool I’ve resisted reduced on the monstering behavior - quality lasts and I’ve found that I don’t need as much as I used to…

But the therapy I need today is FAR from being retail… it doesn’t involve cotton, linen or (p)leather, gold or diamonds… its therapy to my mind, my body, the blood that runs through my veins and my heart…

You watch all these movies of women being battered… Ever wondered why they stay… because the pain of a man’s hand against your face is better than dealing with rejection. The pain will go, the scars will clear – but you wont be alone…

Don’t let anyone reduce you to someone who you don’t recognize – I stepped out of my  skin – and I was ashamed with what I saw… 

As much as its is easy to say – I’m trying to be strong enuf to close that door… slap a padlock on it and move on… Even though i’ve been told to give it some time… i’m not sure i’m strong enough…

So no longer will I ask if I should stay… If I should go… I’m in control…

I am the master of my fate…

I am the captain of my soul…

So much has happened…

• I resigned from my job,
• I started at a new one,
• Fell in love with my family allover again… and with another special kenyan…
• I gained yet another brother
• I invested,
• Im wearing suits… with heels… I’m trying out a new – corporate look… Nb – @ my previous job, i owned one suit and never wore it - 3.9 years later
• I re-became friends with someone who was a socialite when i was nobody back in primary school…
• I showed retail and social restraint & self-control – still am…
• I suprised myself  with confidence…
• The numbers on the scale keep changing every week – this my body has a mind of its own… nkt!
• Looking forward to a relaxed, retail packed weekend…

Happy Easter!

The bunnies… Again…

Madea’s Wise words…

Include but are not limited to…

• Heluurrr – this is Madea-ur :)
• What type of lawyer don’t know how to lie. Lie & Lawyer go together. Lie-wyer, Lie-wyer.
• I ain’t scared a no po-po. Call the po-po, hoe! CALL THE PO-PO HOE!
• Father of Shadrack, Meshack and A-bet-to-go , Jesus had 12 disciplines, one called Peter walked on the water – was distracted by Jonah and free willy then when he started to drown… Noah Saved him

And my new favorite…

• New clothes don’t make you pretty gurrl… they make you BROKE

Gotta love Tyler!

Pay Day…

Reads just as good as it sounds…

Sad thing is there’s always SOOO much month left at the end of the money… Bonus or not… I already feel broke… however…

There a coupla things i’m happy about though….

1. The Sale @ Angelo: damage MUST be done… i have a new purple clutch that needs a new pair of shoes…
2. Shopping for a Laptop: The machine and not the PYT…
3. Resigning… I’m not really excited about that… it’s really hard BUT im excited about the new job…

I’m hoping that’ll keep me occupied till i need to be a monster again…

ha ha ha ha… Who am i kidding

Sleeping with a broken Heart…

Well not really but you might understand later on….

NB: This is SOOO not a fashion related post

That song has been running in my veins since i got up this morning… you see… i’ll be moving on to ‘new things’… and leaving ‘old’ things is kinda hard… I’m so gonna find a way to make it without what i’ve been used to… and perhaps not hold on soo tight the next time…

My hot – hot pink shoes :)

I want you… I’m not sure you know how much…

Sometimes i feel like im obsessed – especially when all those around me don’t feel the same about you… Thats love right there… Right in the face of adversity…

I’ll have you soon… and we shall spend days on end by each others side…

Till the next pair comes a-knocking

Xoxo – Monster

It’s the little things…

… Like a new pair of earings from a dear friend – that make you smile… Coz you know, she thought about you

… Like an argument - to put you back in perspective…

… Like knowing that you really dont need that new shirt – and you really dont need to go check out the new sale – that’ll keep your finances in balance…

… Like a night out with that friend who you’ve been dissing that floods back the memories…

… Like a sunday afternoon with the family… that reminds you of all things good… Love, hope and peace…

Sometimes… all you need is the little things.

I am not a shopaholic…

Today is one of those days…

You know… Those days that you hate absolutely every article of clothing you own… ofcourse except the Manolo Tims… (you i’ll love forever). Im the kind of person who needs to decide what they’ll wear the day before because making that decision at 7:30a.m is treading on VERY dangerous grounds…

So i really couldnt make up my mind jana…. and seeing that i was going to the gym this morning – that left little time to sit and stare at my wardrobe and/or change 10times @6:15 before i left…. I bit the bullet and picked THE SKIRT…. the skirt from the only suit i own…. that my mother convinced me to buy… that i dont particularly fancy but hey…. my mum has suprised us with her new found fashion sense so hey….

(excersice interlude)

I wore the skirt…. My a** looks HUGE! WHAT! and to make things better/worse – I didnt carry a jersey… just that little half sweater thats more of a fashion accessory than a producer of warmness… STRESS… so its to late to go home and change now… so i have to brave this fashion decision… nobody’s commented yet… [and if they do I promise it shall be a sad sad sad day... ok... maybe not... it depends on what they say... anyway]

Here is to MINIMAL movement around the office today and freezing (im not too sure about the shining) my wonderful b**ty in this wonderful ensamble that I blame no one but myself for putting together…

XOXO… Monster