Simply Said

YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL

Every day is so wonderful
And suddenly it’s hard to breathe
Now and then I get insecure
From all the pain, feel so ashamed

I am beautiful no matter what they say
Words can’t bring me down
I am beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can’t bring me down, oh no
So don’t you bring me down today

To all your friends you’re delirious
So consumed in all your doom
Tryin’ hard to fill the emptiness, the piece is gone
Left the puzzle undone, ain’t that the way it is?

‘Cause you are beautiful no matter what they say
Words can’t bring you down, oh no
You are beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can’t bring you down, oh no
So don’t you bring me down today

No matter what we do
No matter what we do
(No matter what we say)
No matter what we say
(We’re the song that’s outta tune)
(Full of beautiful mistakes)

(And everywhere we go)
And everywhere we go
(The sun will always shine)
The sun will always, always shine!
(But tomorrow we might awake on the other side)

‘Cause we are beautiful no matter what they say
Yes, words won’t bring us down, oh no
We are beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can’t bring us down, oh no
So don’t you bring me down today

Don’t you bring me down today
Don’t you bring me down today

ENJOY

As I lay me down,
Heaven hear me now.
I’m lost without a cause
After giving it my all.

Winter storms have come
And darkened my sun.
After all that I’ve been through
Who on earth can I turn to?

I look to you.
I look to you.
After all my strength is gone,
In you I can be strong
I look to you.
I look to you.
And when melodies are gone,
In you I hear a song.
I look to you.

About to lose my breathe,
There’s no more fighting left,
Sinking to rise no more,
Searching for that open door.

And every road that I’ve taken
Lead to my regret.
And I don’t know if I’m going to make it.
Nothing to do but lift my head

I look to you.
I look to you.
After all my strength is gone,
In you I can be strong
I look to you.
I look to you.
And when melodies are gone,
In you I hear a song.
I look to you.

My levees are broken
My walls have come
Tumbling down on me

The rain is falling.
Defeat is calling.
I need you to set me free.

Take me far away from the battle.
I need you.
Shine on me.

I look to you.
I look to you.
After all my strength is gone,
In you I can be strong
I look to you.
I look to you.
And when melodies are gone,
In you I hear a song.
I look to you.

DESIGNERS I LOVE**

i can pull of being a stylist quite well, i think … i really appreciate design ,am a sucker for creativity ..i hate shopping but i can sure buy when i spot a good one.

this post is just to share some of my favorite creatives in kenya particluraly,designers to be precise.

the first time i heard of this dude i thought,jomo kenyatta,oldschool,black and white.but the moment i saw his work i thought,the future.Jamhuri wear! i loved everything my bro in states send me that had to do with jamhuri wear. you cant even imagine my exctiement when i first saw his picture and profile on buzz magazine,from then on i have seen him in many other magazines. actually i bought an africn woman when i saw his pic in one magazine a woman at the salon was reading. coming into sight with his piece of work gives a sense of ownership,appreciation and its quite ulifting**(sounds spiritual forgive me)…our very own genius! it gives  a feeling of dont touch me am the real deal…..am not sure if he is reading this piece,or has heard about my craze over his fashion line,thus his relocation to nairobi ..all am saying jamhuri wear is a must try for all supermen and superwomen..guys who rule their world wit their own trends with their very own pieces…i might not notice you are in gucci but wear jamhuri and recently kaveke and i will definitely spot you.

kaveke,boy oh boy …chilled out,smiley kao who captivates my mind in all ways,first time i met him i was at an audition at KNT and  i saw this guy looking extremely different from the other fish and my brain was disturbed,i knew this guy but from where? then i had a eureka moment and i looked like an idiot seeing a plane for the first time,i was super excited and gosh i hate my guts,i walked up to him and gave him 10 mixtapes of uncoordinated rap music…(i talk first when am excited) …but this man has a way of giving off ,am the boss !utado! with his designs. i wish he did femalatas cladios ….but who says i cant wear a male-ata cladio and walk tall….kaveke ,JK…..you are a boss man! his biz card is enough to make you collect thousands of them and wear them..shortest genius i have met…..and he looks the part i must add…his locks quite the sight****

zedi is a young fella ,quickly coming up ..his designs i love them on the runway but not necessarily on some men particularly skinnys and his harem pants….those things are ugly on a man…but i love his lines ,they are bold…you cant fail to notice a man if he rocks zedis designs..he is quite a chilled out kaguy…..but i sure do appreciate his bold designs…..

bupi is the coolest indian i have met..he is funny ,crazy and black inside, besides being a hip hop master ,a poetry sucker , a graffiti mister he is a designer. you should have seen the shock on this stranger fella i met and started my converstaion with ,’bupi,eh?,pointing at his tshirt’  he must have thought,who are you? i met him in an interview rocking a tshirt with bupis design and hey dont blame me for mastering creative anglatas ….*i love his labels on simple and common outfits.its the slight touch that draws the bold am different line…..in-fact i cant wait to have his creative midas touch work magic on one of my garmentas…

now there is this guy who i cant seem to remember his name but he is a jewelry designer….this fella makes jewelry from spoons,forks et.c …i fell in love with his pieces during  a photo shoot when i spotted them on this male model….they are so mind captivating and for attention wanters*not necessarily seekers like me ,you definitely need you some…..i will hunt down his name and share

i love custom made stuff but the problem with most people they mistake tailoring and designing.  i shyed away from custom making outfits when i noticed this guys called tailors only do as u say and to hell if it looks bad on you,wewe ndio ulicahgua si mimi ,they will tell you with no hint of shame,not until i met a creative team at sanabora design house and gesora fashions…a chilled out team that wont stitch anything they know will look funny or bad on you..for the last month any wedding or big party i have attended best believe you have seen nothing i have worn before……my secret ,now you know…..

find all these guys on fb or their websites and see what i see…..women we need more designers not tailors

Cowards and Pretenders

First let me than all who made my birthday week very special and fun to remember for a whole other year. you all are darlings… i felt specila why lie,opening facebook and finding a wall post or inbox notification every minute made me feel like celeb mwenyewe….as part of give back i decided to reply to EVERY message and post..

the last post i wrote was about my birthday wishes… and it has left a bad taste in my mouth about some people,infact many people and let me narrow down to men! as soon as i put it up on facebook, i got alot of comments wishing me a happy birthday but they also came with a comment like,your post,mh….well,am not very good with figuringout what people are trying to say so i asked what the hell mh…was meant to imply.some strangers were bold and told me i am materialistic,high maintenance,high end needy, hard to please, bla bla bla and why lie the more i got told such the more i wanted to shout coward!to a man or pretender to a woman!

come,on a wish list are things you WANT to have ,a wish list is things you fancy not that you are demandng them you are just saying if they come your way you wouldnt mind….damn! and why lie who doesnt want fine things in life? so maybe these goons expected me to go all i want joy,happiness,peace fishcake for my bday. well i want infact NEED them but those i tell to the right person via prayer.His name is God.

women  who bothered telling me how my post was a put off to potential men and how i will remain single with such thoughts should be spat on. get real people,who doesnt want ,WANT,fine things in life …in trafffic dont you see some cars pass and you go like, i want that,or wouldnt mind that or is it that all you want is joy,peace ….bla bla like such things from other people..truth is,keep waiting..

To the men amma be real with you ,if you going to run away from me for wanting finer things well run all you want i hope you get the pretender you hope to and live happily ever after…if my wish list wont get you working hard or get you challenges to run faster,well you know what am about to tell you ….step! i have a female dog side at times …….he he he

i really don’t give a mo-hawk all i know i want the fine things in life…….and amma get them ,you can get them second hand form you if you wanna!

oh yap guess what i have a wish list and apparently it says alot about me…well in my psychology classes i still havent been taught how  a bday wish list reflects on someones behavior .

mine is long half of it been very electrical and technology related

• blackberry -i will love you forever,wouldnt mind an iphone too
• any super smart phone from nokia
• mac book or just a very sexy laptop
• ipod -one with more than 8gb memory
• a car and driving classes paid for
• a party at skylllux,carni or galileos with specific invited and dj’s in the must attend list** i have a crush on a few of those* well ,just 3
• a man**** #thoshall not ask what for or what kind
• a website
• colored braces
• a radio system with a superb woofer
• a yummy big cake..preferably black forest
• an afc leopard tshirt
• Manchester united merchandise
• rugby stuff ,you know
• a date with gmoney ,gavin de graw, eric wainaina(he’s married though) .felix,john butler (my latest ego pleasers)
• tickets to mamas
• now am boring silly , bla bla bla

wow thats all i could come up with in 30 freaking minutes….thats what i want,God got me sorted on what i need …

thanks alot for the gifts being sent

In My Bday Mind

i cant even start explaining the excitement in me over tomorrow. the date is 29th sep ….a day to me that has always had the same feeling in the morning and all day and same at night. a feeling of excitement always seems to engulf me but somewhere along the day i realize no one cares or remembers its my bday and the lonely pity party begins,infact i have cried on several bdays…ha ha how lame!

maybe by now you are dying to yell in my face,”how kidish” but truth be told i have alwyas looked forward to my bday,hoping that people will remember to wish me a happy birthday ,wishing my phone would be buzzing and ringing off the hook .i keep turning around hoping to find a hidden gift ,to see a suprise ,hoping to have atleast one wish met by an angel in humans body but same old same old nothing. the price of being a last born and more so having your bday on a month no one else even the pets have a bday.

and this year nothing different am looking forward to apart from a quicker pay day . for some reason i have a wish list but as sure as sunrise i know zero will be ticked by fall of sun tomorrow.

i know i know, i should be thankful for life et al . and i am in fact .thankful for this blog which like my bday at times feels lonely. tell you something, at times i write in this blog and it makes me believe or feel like i have experienced the left behind after rupture feeling. just you and objects.lifeless ones.

when all is said and done am greatful and ready to take on my new year on a different RIDING book*****
for my bday this year am expecting nothing from anyone even those i gave gifts,truth, but am souping and prepping myself up for a huge suprise ..its a do me kinda thing….i have no idea why am excited but i am ….i hope its as good as i have thought of it …….or dreamt of it….olait….

thank you for reading

BY-ELECTION

what i saw yesterday was not Kenyans making a decision on  who will lead them  but crazy strategy. first let me congratulate all the contestants ,the winners and the not winners,no one is a loser unless off course you got zero votes.

let me narrow down to madam ,bishop margaret wanjiru. this woman pulled a kula hiyo stunt on her fellow contestants . she showed who has the bigger ass and who knows how to get their hands dirty .

strategy is not planning how attract votes during your campaign but knowing why and who. in my view margaret  discovered voting day was on a Monday. ok ,so? monday for most of her would be constituents is a working day and incase you are wondering these are not people who are self employed or own companys such that they can report at whatever time, with a flimsy excuse of being delayed at the polling station.these are people who are paid per hour maybe ,people who are paid per piece of work they do thus every second counts and so off with the voting. margaret being a government project knows that the govrernment aint giving off monday as a public holiday to vote and  right there she reaches out to wasee wa mtaa,wasee wa base and wamatha wa kastone na wa home. who are these? these are the jobless youth seated  in jobless corners ,women who wait for day jobs on stones near suburbs,housewives  and men who are just there to do whatever job who are desperate for even ten freaking shillings for some reason a ten bob can feed,pay rent and cloth them (no prejudice here). she showers these guys a good one,providing part time jobs of distributing campaign material with a little pay off course ..whilst all these happens her rival kamanda  is busy reaching out to me and my likes. some college students and  working fellas. ok,maina we feel you and your very elite campaign trail not to meniton quite entertaining but i hope you realize we have classes to attend and heck no i aint waking no earlier than usual to see you get paid more than i will after i get my masters. i hope you realize that i am not walking up to my mean boss to expain i will be late going to get my pinky stained.HECK NO..mr..

wanjiru you need new biros after you chewed on all of yours you need some acrylics your nails must have gotten some thorough chiseling from your teeth,maina breathe ,before you run to the popos and lawyers crying she stole!unless thierspublic holiday to vote wanjiru will win times ten!

you think sonko used another strategy? ask me, i ‘ll say,wrong? realizing that half the people who even stand his pathetic sense of apearance are jobless ,he choose to  play some good news and promise full song to them which had some hypnotizing effect and voila he got in. i have no faith in this guy even an ounce,i mean have you seen his matatus being driven around?. if you cant bloody lead a group of matatus how will you lead people. at times i think these matatus are driven by people behind a p.s game and all they do is use buttons and pads to move the moving discos . sonko incase oyu are wondering martha karua i sbrighter and way smarter than you and after realizing a huge population of kenyans is the youth she is using you to get milleage with the youth in readiness for 2012 ..

ruto is busy making progress with the youth with his very favoring ministry. i remember when i heard the news he had been reshuffled to higher educaton ministry i laughed out loud n thought wow ,how lucky can a presidential aspirant be….

bla bl bla i would go on but hey my sic ass criticisms would be painting a cat……*

Fashionista in me

A while back i was  reading the dailies and saw an article about pot bellies becoming a fashion and i really didnt pay much attention to it but not until i started observing and it hits me ,wow everyone seems to be rocking a pot belly like its a piercing for the world to see. i am not against a little more flesh than ordinary but i am definitely against giving too much than  ordinary which is what many ladies consciously seem to be doing.

how?

so you wear low cut pants and a fitting top,the jeans definitely compress/push up your chunk of lower flesh and the top curves them out so smooth .yikes! and then swish swash they walk on the street and you are thinking oh well the outfit might be or is  expensive but who cares!its not like the price tag is plastered on as you walk. it really becoming disturbing to see women fit into designs that were made solely for size zero femalatas. i mean do you see the mannequins they use while designing,yap they are almost size zero i am yet to spot a size 20 mannequin..so what am i saying?

take time and bond with the mirror,flip through your body like pages of a very juicy novel,stare into some features like you do at your mano,know your curves,bums,corners et al. then interact with fabrics and designs find one that hides the unwanted or excess and falunt the best in you . or go muslim wear a buibui with glitters et all u will look good and rich too juts dont show us more than we are to see ….and yes this is a  note to me too …

infront infront-kimbelembele

kimbelembele ,mjuaji,mjua e.t.c might be the words used to describe people like me. for those who might no know those words mean know it all,infront infront for kimbelembele ,wait thats direct translation for a fronter.

these are the people who can be dispelled to any department and still beat the old dogs in the department the one person who seems to have the midas touch nailing hard every unnailed opportunity or opening they see. they are the size of ten elephants but will fit through a crack to get gold even when the thinnest cant fit. they will win miss world wit their natural hair,a missing tooth and runway in flats. on that note the judges in miss world kenya should be stones of FIRED. she is preety,we all are but to put her up for world competition is  a fat joke.(pun) did you see the other countries finalists. no wonder we are being rated as ugly africans. i am sure we have reallly pretty girls who met all modeling expectations go stand outside any compass and observe the beauties then you will see how bad you failed in your choice.

back to my story

this mjujai peeople are for example me. i am not blowing my own trumpet,maybe i am,no one seems interested to blow it anyway. someone asked me my career path the other day and i started laughing imagining i have been to all forms and sorts of career descriptions and even funnier is that even in my workplace i have preety much worked in all departments possible and hey i would say i have fitted well apart from doing accounts where i messed a few figures here and there. i still hate maths and am still no pro at it anyway.

i have formed enemies and friends in this whole cycle .enemies have mostly been people within my age bracket friends have been people way older like akina my boss like this like that, i hope she reads this and does a ka pay rise like this*  but its gotten to a point i really dont give a pinky about it. i have the tinniest pinky in the world * i have realised i dont know i do it it just happens to be i am .

i dont plan to blow everyones mind off or act all knowing my fat head just does. well i got to know that in a certain country before u are put as ceo you have to be taken through all departments and thats my consolation maybe am being groomed for a big seat or should i say big seat. heck yah,cant wait to say the words,”you better work better than me or else al do it by myself” he he i can be a female dog quenn when allowed to.

so i quit trying to fit in with my peers i quit feeling sad when some of my peers tell me to slow down or come easy or whatever else that means stop being big brained ,i really quit.i also quit being embarassed to hang around pals twice my age i quit feeling whoopsy for being uptight and finding some things my peers do wrong,i quit being apologetic for having all wierd and not so funny and random posts or tweets. well its my life its now or never! right? i still know my rock .*insert pinky and index  fist*

in the words of sue sylvester you either like me,live with me or love me or learn to deal with me doing away with  me you have to be me to do it*….

i want to be a tall fat bully when i grow up,infact my new role model is sue sylvester-a character in the musical ,glee

with kimbenyeness,

me!

smile factor

walapa twangalas. yes i still remember that back in the day cool salaamz ,just after sasa,fit started fading out but it died soon after i mean that is too long ,esp on text and phonecalls when phone tariffs were off the roof top. which reminds me how much i look caring for my pals as i keep calling for long minutes,ha ha i am on haki yetu tariff so dont be flattered that i care 4 you that much or that i earn alot . and while on that why arent we having brewery or bakery wars.or smart phones wars…

there i go diverting,my other talent. this post is just random .thats it. i have been lazy or too busy for blogging ..*read i have been uninspired to the core* i have been living on the fast lane alot the shiny happy lane. this lane is totally self driven you have to paint colors on the real things that r too gloomy or colorless, you have to literally inject feeling you want to feel,not drugs though you have to choose happiness from the shelf this life gives you or choose misery as well it seems to be fast selling. well so am i happy? yes i would call myself so there is very little i can do about somethings so i choose to cross my hands and do the Lord am waiting on you pose.

that right there is the best lesson i have learnt and am practising this year,when things are not yours to control,leave them to whoever is meant to control them ,i.e whoever you believe controls your life or the situations. if you can do something about it get off your lazy butt and do it .

yap i sound like bla bla bla but trust me it has been working for me quite well,if i cant do it or cant solve well i can do something else best or solve something else so smile and focus on the can do…you can borrow a leaf from me and quit complaining,bitching or wearing an ugly gloomy face in town come on we need to see pretty people ,wait that answers why we have been classified among the ugliest in Africa. try smile and see how much it does to your look,no extra costs and no after effects maybe too many admirers.thaz it !(thats my new catch phrase)