Respect, a confession.

I totally respect your decision to never come back here, since it would appear that I don’t respect you enough to update the filing cabinet that is the thoughts in my mind…
(What am I saying?)
I have seen and envied other blaggers for being able to constantly update. For staying fabulous, and (skinny) being able to fill their blogs with personal style photography that is editorial quality.

The thing is, this envy has made me quiet frustrated with the realization that I may not be able to bring the same caliber of work to SaFashInt, and to be quiet honest, that just plain makes me mad. I want to do so very much here, and I feel such a heavy hankering to do that.
It’s this nagging feeling in the back of my mind that; the more I move on with my life, and places that my writing takes me to, I just can’t seem to take SaFashInt with me.

It used to be so easy… Yes, I said easy. Even in the middle of political embargoes, and communism, I was able to dish fashion that was fresher than tamales, but now it’s become so hard. SaFashInt is weighing me down, or rather, I can’t seem to successfully intergrate it into my life, and what that has meant so far is; sporadic updates, and broken promises, both to you my readers (and thanks to my site stats, you still exist), and to myself.

This is not goodbye. Far from it, in-fact. This is just to say thank you. Thank you all for sticking with me, and tolerating even the intolerable, namely.. This!
Whilst most people have suggested that I move to Tumblr, which would allow me to reblog things, even if there wasn’t must cerebral processing behind it, I refuse.

I refuse to be reduced to reproducing other people’s work. SaFashInt is my home. A place where I have been able to define my style, in this crazy world where everyday a Fashion Blogger is Born. I found my voice, and I’ll be damned if I force my readers to follow me on a whim.

This is home. Come hell or high water. Come publication, or online magazine. No matter what happens, I am SaFashInt, and SaFashInt lives in me.

Please respect that.

GPOY Tuesday

So I was checking my muscle building progress photos… And I stumbled upon pictures that I had taken whilst writing my final exams last year.

Well you know what they say about legitimacy and quiting… You don’t?

At the risk of sounding like a broken record: I’m just too legit to quit! This is probably my favorite outfit, and every time I wear it, my roomy breaks out in the hook of Rihanna’s S&M <– Na na na na!

I love this ensemble, but I also love what Miroslava Duma wears her Orange (tangerine? mandarin? peach?) Sleeveless jacket with – She wears it like a dress, adorbz!

Never been a color person able to name colours, thus the basis of the appeal of this name; Na na na na!
*Disclaimer: GPOY Tuesday pictures are seldom HQ, so forgive the quality disparity between Miroslava, and myself.

iInspired! What to do next

With my leather skirt….

Alexandra from Lovely Pepa

I always wore mine with a black sweater, and gold accents, and it always made me feel too much like a *bombshell… I don’t like being too much of a hoochie, so the granny-esque sweetheart collar blouse is a great departure. I’ll be tryin this quiet soon. Probably with my Valentino hair (see: EditorsFaves.wordpress.com).

Yup! It’s almost the weekend. Happy Mother’s Day to the matron, if I don’t make that long distance call this weekend.

 

Enough Already!

Today was good day. I did some paper work, and overall owned the tasks that I needed to complete.

It’s actually quiet funny, because I thought that today would end up being the terrible day from bel-ze-bub, but i just ended up being such a productive excuse for 12 hours. (Yasss.. You read correctly. 12. one. two)…

I’m feeling so Giffy!

On days like these I know that *THERE IS hope for man-kind

 

“You Have Run Out of Data”

HATE THE ABOVE-MENTIONED SENTENCE WITH A PASSION, but alas… That’s what happened to me, and now I can’t do any of my assignments, or write any articles in the day time… I am officially working on Aussie time, so that I can get work done. And just my luck, it’s pissing the heck out of my room-mate.

She is being patient, but I know that she is secretly plotting ways to murder me, and destroy the evidence by feeding my remains to the Rottweiller in the back-yard.

uggh!

Let’s Grow Up!

I think that’s what I said to a friend of mine in the 5th grade, when we realized that the 6th grade was the year of leadership recruitment… I decided that the only way to become a leader, was to be mature. To lead meant (to me) to leave behind childish things, and start acting more like a grown up.

I am writing this because, my blogging has afforded me the opportunity to write for Exchange Magazine. This is an opportunity that I guess would have passed me by, if I had not had the courage to dream, and perseverance to ignore people that told me “I was a nobody from nowhere”, or that: “They too have friends in high places, and are going to make sure that my career goes nowhere”.

Thank you to you, and your imaturity Sir/Madam, but the only way that You,I, and anyone else for that matter can move forward in life is by doing the following;
We need to leave behind childish things, i.e Rivalries, and Slander.

Let’s grow up!

image source: flickr.com

TOO LEGIT TO QUIT

I know I decided to can this wordpress for a tumblr, but I received an email from the webmasters that reminded me once again why it is that I did this in the first place….

So coming back to me… Here’s what I want to talk about today, post excessive Mincing, and Amazon.com track downloading:

RIHANNA’S NEW ALBUM: “Talk That Talk”


Synthesis: Don’t really hate it, but it sounds too much like it was meant to be a Loud Deluxe than a fresh album. Its actually really painful.
Here are the tracks that I like, and have bothered to download;

  1. Talk That Talk
    Different, reminds me of the track “Shy Ronnie 2 Ronnie & Clyde” that was on her Loud album… OMG I am sounding like a Stan, but it’s tolerable… Vocally? It’s Rihanna…
  2. Cockiness (Love It)
    It’s #50-something on the iTunes Charts, and rauchy as it is… Its not a bad track
  3.  We All Want Love
    One sentence: “California King Bed”… Again. It sounds like the Loud Album, and perhaps they should have just let it be that way.
  4. Roc Me Out
    Is she trying to say that she is leaving Roc-A-Fella? Just Kidding. The track sounds like Rude Boy, and that annoys me a little, but again, it’s Rihanna.
  5. Farewell
    Either I’m tone deaf, or this one sounds like California King Bed too… Déjà vu?

So there… If it’s something you consider purchasing for Christmas, buy the mp3 tracks, it’s cheaper, and you’ll hate yourself less.

As I have already stated to my friends; it’s Rihanna so, whether you hate the album or not, you’ll just have to get used to it, because she has great marketing in her camp.