Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Bills...bills...bills

Had a fantastic day until my phone provider called me about my phone bill. I've always had this thing about calling my nearest and dearest whenever I've feel like a chit chat but that has to stop now. I need to think about the Great Move (the move back to Zim). I need to resist the urge to just pick up the phone and ring my mum for that thrice-a-week 45 minute whinge about the change in weather, my career and a dear friend that I worry about. I need to think before I pick up the phone and dial my dad's number for that adult chat about living within one's means and the importance of humility. I need to think before I walk through the door, toss my bag on the floor, open the fridge for that wine and immediately dial Nigel's number for that Harare social scene and business world update. Mmmmmmm...

Bills aside. This is what Baldie wore today.



Clothing - Country Road knit, Levi jeans and Belstaff leather jacket


Accessories - Cheap and cheerful sunglasses from Marie Claire magazine giveaway, pearl earrings and pendant from Hikari, Bottega Veneta bag and Bruno Frisoni heels

Monday, May 30, 2011

First casual date outfit

Fear of Failure GONE

This past Friday's heart-to-heart with my dearest friend Mervin (popularly known as Moo) got me thinking about taking my blog seriously and the importance of contributing to other fashion blogs when asked. A 'Fear of Failure' had gripped Baldie. Little did she know that all she needed was a trip to Borders, a new pair of good quality tights, an overdue heart-to-heart over a good bottle of wine and a walk in the rain to get back on track.

This is what I wore on the day of my enlightenment. Moo, someone whose sense of style I really respect and whose love I doubt I could do without, was the photographer.


Clothing - Country Road knit and Isabel Marant skirt
Accessories - Prada sunglasses, BVLGARI earrings, ring and watch, Sportsgirl cuff, Louis Vuitton bag, Chanel flats and Jonathan Ashton tights

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Saturday night fever...

Saturday night and I'm home alone drinking the finest French white my money can buy and listening to bootleg reggae cds I bought on a recent-ish trip to St Lucia. I had an amazing time and one day soon I'll write all about it. I'll write about the flight there, the natural beauty of the first St Lucians I saw, the landscape, The Landings where I stayed, the beaches, my first Friday night in Gros Islet, the Naija beats I heard when I was chilling on the patio of a not-so-upmarket but tight bar called Castros, the prostitutes, the rastas, the food and my toothache issue and about an amazing, almost supernatural, beauty therapist who changed my life. She had an aura. Perhaps a power. When I was in her presence I felt at peace like I had met my guardian angel slash beauty therapist. She paid me the biggest compliment and since then I've never looked at myself in the mirror and been so unkind to myself again.

I've been fortunate enough to go to one of the most magical destinations in this world. I plan on going to Barbados, Jamaica and Trinidad in a few-ish months. Come with me!