ROSEMOND
There was a time and there will always be
A time when I shall carry my load on my head
Like a man, proud and strong
I shall feed my mother and my daughter,
My stomach is happy.
The gods are happy.
For they give me rain
They give me the sun and the moon.
The tides are with me
And I will never go hungry
As long as I toil the soil of this land.
a model wearing a massai inspired dress by Thakoon. NYC Feb.13th 2011
Photo via: style.com
This sounds really weird, but this photo is quite professional sometimes I think your liaring when you say took it… Not saying your not capable but I dunno, your photography skills are koool!
Luna, yeah this poem is good— your stories always remind me of home; I guess because your place of birth is your inspiration.
I have a few I wanted to share… maybe another time.
Would you been coming to London Fashion Week; please say ‘Yes’!??!
past/present/future. “Rosebud” Citizen Kane
I just found your blog and I am intrigued. Very unlike every other blog (including my own). On to your other posts . . .
Delicious colors, they give more energy to my dark winter than sun does! xxx
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I just adore you and your blog. I find you very inspiring.
xx Sarah O
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I can feel the color vibrate through the computer screen… Reminds me of Josef Albers “interaction of color”.