Sunday is a work day for me...

Its time to grow...

The words in this pic they inspre me, I will remember them everyday and when I am working and struggling, they will keep me going because my goals are changing, my dreams are growing and I am evolving...

My job is my love...

It seems all our creative ideas end up as a pile on my desk that is never pursuid purely because of the fear of being wrong. My creative director said I must believe in myself more and do better and craft my thinking and my voice and be more hungry and want it more and maybe I will one day get to be backstage with the big boys collecting awards and drinking champaign and raking in big bucks. To get there my hunger must grow, my passion must be more and I must lose my fear of being wrong. I must work harder if I want to keep this job.

All I knew was that I love reading and I loved writting when I found this course called copywriting. I never knew what I was getting myself into because now here I sit, stuck with a Sharks brief and trying to understand the game of rugby so that I can give this brief the creative ID it deserves. Its a tought one I guess but I will keep at it, my brain must wrap itself around it and all I want right now are two really good lines to keep my job.

Just for today these are the truths....

the good, the bad and the wine...

I have had one hell of a weekend, where all the things in my life came together and separated at the end. I went to church, it became a tedious task going there and coming back purely because the drive was so long and was very taxing petrol wise. I'm at my desk and feeling so tired yassie, after all the churching vibes I met with Nonku who was down for the weekend from CT performing with the crew, Crazy White boys.

The eye of the hunter...

I love fashion, love dressing up and I believe I have the eye of the tiger when it comes to fashion. so since this blog is becoming multi-functional here are some dresses that I think would look absolutely breath taking on me :)  man why is Durban so behind on fashion. Anywho the people at work are like I always dress so nice and how do I choose my clothes, the conclusion was that I have the eye of the tyger when it comes to fashion, like if you walk into a shop and it catches your eye, then its good. Usually with fashion like in men first impressions count. I cannot explain it, its like you know when something is good, you can see it and you can see your body in it and how it will fit you. Its like find an item on the rack, pick it up, look at it, imagine the item on you and how you will pair it with something you already have, how you will wear it in winter and summmer, what colours are going to go with it and accesories, and shoes. All this must happen within a matter of 60 seconds and if this fantasy you've just had leaves you with a smile and with excitement on your face and makes your heart race, then you have struck gold. The next step is to look at the price, if its affordable, make the commitment and buy it, if its pricey and will leave a hole in your pocket then from your fantasy try see if its multi purpose like you can wear it more than once and with different items you already have through all seasons and make it look stunning. If its like that, then forget the price and take the risk and make the payment. It will be worth it in the end, and quality items are usually pricey but will last long and maybe even for years, and everytime you wear it you will feel great. Shopping is emotional its a love thing.  let me run so I can get some work done.

If ever by some mistake I lose the war of the lone wolf....

So im doing some research for work, and I have found myself looking through wedding dresses and thinking that well if ever I meet a man thats focused, more fearless and patient enough to marry me these would be my choices given that I stay slim and continue my fight to not gain weight. Mind you I'm not annerexic or anything and I am not fighting to stay slim or am I...

Number 1 choice... love this one

Absolutely amazing

Second place...

Yeah its different, its cool. ofcos i would make the shorts a dress.

and last but certainly no least, Love the layerd colours, maybe a red instead of a black, or a yellow, or turquoise.

I don't know why but I seem to think I will never marry, maybe its a protective mechanism I created so I wouldn't expect to do so, so I don't spend my life looking for love or waiting for it to come my way, so I could find comfort in the company of my own self...but yeah well I'll probably never look at these again, unless its for someone else like a friend or a sister.... but maybe, just maybe if ever.... these will be my choices.