Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Monday, August 10, 2015

#TeMClosetPicks | 1st Competitions winner announced

I am so over the moon in this one... The first competition winner has been picked and I'll be spending the rest of the day with my team packaging this one and getting the next competition ready... 

I am totally Looking forward to sending out the first #TeMClosetPicks competition winner goodie out via @MIF_lookbook's Instagram account @MomentsInFashion. 

Please do interact with the Twitter and Instagram pages for more details on the rest of the competitions. There are so many and I think we are overwhelmed on where to start and where to end. 

The winner of this one will be rocking her jumper and Rocking The Daisies taking place in a few weeks out in Cape Town. I will also be at #RTD2015 so I think o pretty much look forward to seeing how she rocks her jumper. 

I really hope she likes it. 

Please follow these social media accounts regarding this comp


Winner :  @livinglikelani on Instagram. 
Comp' : @momentsinfashion
Jumper :  @RageShoesSA on Twitter and Instagram 
Media Spon : @streetmagmedia on Twitter and Instagram 


Thank you ❤️ 
@TankiEm 

#TeMClosetPicks | 1st Competitions winner announced

I am so over the moon in this one... The first competition winner has been picked and I'll be spending the rest of the day with my team packaging this one and getting the next competition ready... 

I am totally Looking forward to sending out the first #TeMClosetPicks competition winner goodie out via @MIF_lookbook's Instagram account @MomentsInFashion. 

Please do interact with the Twitter and Instagram pages for more details on the rest of the competitions. There are so many and I think we are overwhelmed on where to start and where to end. 

The winner of this one will be rocking her jumper and Rocking The Daisies taking place in a few weeks out in Cape Town. I will also be at #RTD2015 so I think o pretty much look forward to seeing how she rocks her jumper. 

I really hope she likes it. 

Please follow these social media accounts regarding this comp


Winner :  @livinglikelani on Instagram. 
Comp' : @momentsinfashion
Jumper :  @RageShoesSA on Twitter and Instagram 
Media Spon : @streetmagmedia on Twitter and Instagram 


Thank you ❤️ 
@TankiEm 

Friday, May 17, 2013

Kelly Rowland's "Dirty Laundry" - a musical tale of dreams and an abusive relationship

Wow this song is deep. I am however noticing the people are taking from it more about the little sisterly competitive spirit thing with Beyonce, more then they are about her abusive relationship with an ex-boyfriend.


The song was co-written but fully produced by American singer, songwriter and producer The-Dream, I like the song because it is an open statement of what a women went through, she shares her darkest experience, being in an abusive relationship, and sure feeling a bit of envy for an industry sister who was and is not dealing with abuse.

We forget that an abused women becomes more private, stays away from the public and does little to no public appearances at all, for Kelly as she was already a public figure was clearly affecting her creativity, music, brand and business lifestyle...

Can't we take from that? Rather then nit-pick at the so called "confession of jealousy toward Beyonce" ? Clearly media stops at nothing to get papers sold.









[Chorus]
Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
When you’re soaked in tears for years, it never airs out
When you make pain look this good it never wears out
This dirty laundry, this dirty laundry

[Verse 1]
While my sister was on stage, killing it like a motherf-cker
I was enraged, feeling it like a motherf-cker
Bird in a cage, you would never know what I was dealing with
Went out separate ways, but I was happy she was killing it
Bittersweet, she was up, I was down
No lie, I feel good for her, but what do I do now?
Forget the records
Off the record, I was going through some bullshit
Post-survivor, she on fire, who wanna hear my bullshit?
Meanwhile, this nigga putting his hands on me
I swear y’all don’t know the half of this industry

[Chorus]
Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
When you’re soaked in tears for years, it never airs out
When you make pain look this good it never wears out
This dirty laundry, this dirty laundry

[Verse 2]
And it’s almost been a decade
I’m behind them black shades
Roll up like it’s all good, right up out that escalade
Fix my make-up, “get it together, Kelly, get it together”
Then we make up, “well get it together, nigga, get it together”
Kinda lucky, I was in her shadow
Phone call from my sister, “what’s the matter?”
She said, “Oh no, baby - you gotta leave!”
I’m on the kitchen floor - he took the keys
I was mad at everybody, I mean everybody
Yeah, her, her, her her everybody
Five years later, I got my shit down pat
Think I had it good, and they don’t know how bad
Fooled everybody, except myself
Soaking in this hurt, bathing in the dirt

[Chorus]
Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
When you’re soaked in tears for years, it never airs out
When you make pain look this good it never wears out
This dirty laundry, this dirty laundry

[Verse 3]
So here I am in the spin cycle
We’re comin and we’re goin
Nobody can know this
And I was trapped in his house, lyin’ to my mama
Thought it could get no worse as we maximize the drama
Started to call them people on him
I was battered
He hittin the window like it was me, until it shattered
He pulled me out, he said, “Don’t nobody love you but me
Not your mama, not your daddy and especially not Bey”
He turned me against my sister
I missed ya

[Chorus]
Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
When you’re soaked in tears for years, it never airs out
When you make pain look this good it never wears out
This dirty laundry, this dirty laundry

Thursday, May 2, 2013

Living on borrowed BS - The X and her X - A Possible Threesome

Have you ever sat down and looked at yourself through the frontal camara of an iPad mini? ...

That's me, I spent most of the night looking into the FaceTime camera of my iPad mini (I was too lazy to go to the mirror) and ended up tweeting "FUCK MY LIFE". I swear on my sexy pair of Aldo's, I'm a Thug dressed up as a lady. The shit that went down yesterday was not even close to funny, I blame the PMS, I totally become a beast, and beast is an understatement, call it RATCHET, yes that's the best name for it all. See I grew up with a lady for a mother, she had her spicy moments but they were never as spicy as my moments are.... Like I'm probably hot spicy Indian atcha/batcha or better yet those nando's hot as flame wings that you cry while you're eating, yep that's me...

Anyway the victim to my latest tirade was the ex... I totally went ninja on her ass with frustration, and no I don't hit people nor do I give beat-downs, I'm still a lady remember, A spicy one to that but I'm still a lady...

So ye me and the x misses have been on some other level of "WTF" since the break up, we totally rub each other up the wrong way, but are also awesome as a duo for some projects. I'm supposed to be in Jozi but the love of my life, yes her, sorta got on my last tit about something and I went cray.

She doesn't know what she wants and sometimes when I'm sick of things, I also don't know what I want, but with that in mind, when we were a pair i never eff'd around, I didn't entertain any BS nor did I drag around my past (Boody call) into the fold, like I'm totally a commitment sorta chick, a total ride or die lover. Not even needy coz I have way too much work on my hands to fiddle around, so I cut ties with anything that might create BS with me and the main game, zoom in on her when I need to and zoom out when work calls, simple math really. Even when I had a crush on some other chic she knew about it (open book sorta stuff)

Baby kept getting caught with her hand in a digital cookie jar like 3 times and yes I went buck, totally messed up BUCK on her and we sorted ish out, always. Mara after we both were like "aaah na, you need to sort yourself out STAT, I'm out", baby started playing around with her freedom and I was like cool what ever, coz her and I still hook up. (she's my weakness, shoot me, I don't care) anyway back to my hissyfit, the thing about baby is that she has polygamist tendencies, look I'm all for that, I know for a fact that no one women can please all the needs of another. BUT ALL I ASK FOR SHIT LIKE THAT IS HONESTY, like I want a person to be open about their intentions " like hey, so I'm sorta "chilling" with Wendy on the side, she reminds me of our past" or " hey I'm sorta feeling Lebo' right now, she gives me cute vibes", by all means crack that cookie jar, but LET ME KNOW ABOUT, coz I hate having to find out about such foolery by myself.

To be honest, I'm not perfect either, I'm unrealistic, I make unrealistic demands and I expect them to be met.... It's as messed up as I can mentally allow myself to think about it... Hell it's actually flippant how crazy I get about what I want, when I want it and how I want it.

Also TBH... I want baby. Simple, fucked up, twisted and totally nyols but ye I like baby... Might as well while-out with a threesome... Me, her & her ex.
Someone needs to slaughter a cow for my lame ass now that I think about it...

I swear my ancestors are burning herbs somewhere...

FUCK MY LIFE


Saturday, March 30, 2013

Unhidden love - I want that too

I’ve been sort of single now for the past 4 months after a long 4 years together. It was a weird relationship but I enjoyed certain moments of it. We were semi-private so there were certain things we couldn't do in public, like hold hands, look at each other compassionately, go to the theatre, never went to the ballet, when we hung out in public it was always as friends so we kept it all friendly in that sort of way.


This past week had me thinking about a lot of things about my life, I have a silly habit of getting into agreements that alter what I think of life, love and relationships, also editing Phumlani's article on love for JHBSTREETMAG hit home with me.

I'm about to fully experience being single, i'm not even afraid of that as I was when I broke things off, i've let go of the past relationship and its conditions and for the next relationship if it happens, I don't want what I had with my ex,

• I want to experience love in all it's glory.

• I want to be able to hold on to them when I'm at a mall and freaking out because of too many people.

• I want to dress up, go to the ballet and theatre to watch a performance or two.

• I want to love fully and be loved with the same passion.

• I want that person that will understand that i'm not perfect and never will be...


• I want to be the first thing someone thinks about in the morning when they wake up and the last thing they think about before they sleep.

• I want those lunch dates, those, sweet texts and those random calls.

• I want to be able to send texts, make those after a long day calls just to share moments experienced.

• I want to be a normal girl, get told how beautiful I am, even when I’m at my lowest or when I feel like death.


• I want that shopping partner, who hates going to malls but will do it anyway because they love you.

• I want to spend a saturday indoors enjoying each other’s company with no care to what the rest of the world is up to.

• I want to experience a soccer/ cricket game not because I love the game but because I love the person who loves those games.

After the last relationship I have realized that I am too much of a girl. There are things I want and there are things I don't want, I know however that I want that Unhidden love, that "how is your crazy self doing today kind of love"

With the past relationship we spent too much time keeping it private, dealing with frustrations, pretending to be just friends, managing the terms and conditions that came with the union and less time enjoying the moments with each other.

I want that relationship where people know of us but know nothing about us...