Photography by Tegan Smith for Topshop South Africa
I’ll never forget the day I was scrolling through my Instagram feed, casually minding my own business, liking posts as I went by, looking for inspiration, and suddenly my entire feed was bombarded with pictures of Edgars denim, and a variety of influencers telling me about the new range and a competition – all at the exact same time (which reminds me, Instagram please #BringBackChronologicalOrder). That moment was, albeit, a few years ago, but it stuck with me because I realised that particularly in South Africa, something about the way we do influencer marketing just… wasn’t right.
Photography by Nuzhah Jacobs
There’s something incredibly crippling about being a precocious child and growing up to become a somewhat mediocre adult. No more are the days of adulation and praise; of easy A’s and early nights; of hard work begetting brilliant results. As difficult as it was to comes to terms with, the past fourteen or so months have been inundated with personal failures and a lot of introspection.
Photos by Lydie Byart
Lately, I find myself straying from outfit and fashion posts because first of all, I spend all my money on makeup so my wardrobe is scanty at best, and secondly, my recent weight gain has me feeling quite uncomfortable in the clothes I already own (if they even still fit me, lol).
Photos by Mark Wijsman
I know I usually end off my year with a sort of review and new year prospective blog post, but truth be told, I’ve been putting off this post for weeks. 2016 felt like several years in one – but beyond that, it was a year of extremes for me. The highs went to the heavens and in turn, the lows went the depths of the hell. Am I being dramatic? Maybe. But I doubt it.
It’s been just over a year since I last relaxed my hair and about four months since I chopped off my ends and though I still find natural hair quite laborious, I thought I’d diversify my use of protective styles. Lately I’ve been wearing weaves and braiding my hair, but when I wear weaves, I always find either the cornrows or the thread so itchy that I nearly want to pull my hair out – so I wanted to find a decent alternative that is also summer friendly. My solution? Wigs.