Fashionista Maybe, but i love color

  Color for me?

For a lot of us fashion is going or flowing with current trends but I do not consider myself to be in that category. I believe fashion is real, it’s who you are more on the inside than outside, it’s your emotions, it’s what you are feeling on the inside and what you wish to show on the outside, its personal style, its more real , it Stands out and should more than you know . It speaks volumes of how comfortable you are in your own skin regardless of what designer piece or clothing, jewellery or perfume we have on.

From when I was little girl,little but knowing what is around me, I was captivated and keen on color, texture and smells. My mother and grandmother can attest to how picky I was. Being a girl everyone expected me to love pink, wear dresses, love roses and even teddy bears but I was not like that or maybe i was not made like that. Instead I relished comfort, colors that won’t show dirt as i loved the outdoors. I loved those that will not express my correct moods, i still do that up to date. I tend to use color to express the opposite of what I truly feel  and a lot of times in practical things. More often than not I got in trouble for wearing my brother’s boots, shorts, t-shirts and even jackets.

Twenty something years later my trend has not changed much,  I still get in trouble with my brother for stealing his cotton vest, t-shirts, altering his tweed jackets, shorts to fit both my taste and feminine body and i love his sweaters, they are bulkier and warmer around my horizontally challenged existence. A lot of this is out of feelings and needs from deep within me, I still choose what I want to wear depending on mood or what I want to portray. The times I am unhappy or stressed out I tend to choose a lot of color especially the greens, yellow, orange, reds and blues together, I do not have a knack for matching. My bag could be orange, my shoes blue, earrings yellow I am simple a walking Christmas tree though I hear nowadays this kind of behavior has a name Retro, color blocking whatever you want to call it.

When I am super excited or happy I go for whites, pastel colors, greys, black and brown, i guess to indicate how calm my seas are. There is never in between's for me, catch me dead in between moods. I do not just buy anything, everything is carefully hand picked, Wow! Wait a minute,I am now sounding more like the #Delmonte juice advert of each fruit being carefully picked and quizzed to give you that perfect juice blend.

 I also happen to come from generations and generations of fashionistas.  My grandmothers from both sides are so particular with how they dress, though one passed on in 99' God bless her soul. One, the matching type the other the mix and match. Fashion over the years has grown so intense in my family every Christmas holiday or get together looks more like the #New York or #Milan Fashion week. It’s not only in jewellery, shoes or a carefully put together outfit but it’s how the makeup is done , a simple braided hair look transformed to a work of art.

The simple No Nos.Not going to the shop outside my gate in patipati ( bathroom slippers) is as important as preparing to attend a wedding or a high end social function. I do not wear those freebies brand t-shirts i.e. Safaricom, Ariel , presentation matters to me. When indoors catch me dead in  hand me down worn out clothes, and if they have to be hand me down they better be  masterpieces to behold, I got quite a lot of beauties from grandma Elizabeth,  they add quite a classy touch to my wardrobe. So if its faded, ugly looking, worn out and does not bring out the best in you throw it out, or wipe them shoes with it, one of my mantras.

My love for color goes down to my relationships too. I like people who clean up well, i hold the thought that if it was bad looking from day one then no need for me to waste my time on a broken carriage. One thing I have learned  and know is that fashion is much more than a statement, it’s a lifestyle, its both the inward and outward of an individual. So if by a certain age one has not found their true sense of style then they probably never will and you will need more than a miracle to change that in them . Because if you try to change them or force them to at times you risk loosing the person or make them loose their personality in its entirety.

So as for me I will only dedicate my time to things that satisfy my colors.Things that will help me be true to my senseof style. I know  it sounds so narrow minded right? But tell me who is not  when it comes to meeting their selfish personal needs? Many times as a human race we focus on one thing for too long we are accused of this or that but isn’t that the beauty of being human?  so that we can create diversity or find self-satidfaction? If not then Guess thats the reason they say, 'Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.' As me signs off  i quote ye the singer, songwriter and actress Queen Latifah who says, “For me beauty is a state of mind, a state of love, if you will. Then whatever you do on the outside is a bonus.”