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Untitled// Shop biznizz...

2013-03-08T15:17:00.000+00:00

Greetings from the land of Zod! (I am pretty obsessed with this dude this week, for reasons unbeknown to me. Apologies.)

Hope you're all okay, enjoying the transition from winter to spring? Well, I certainly am. Being cold and numb from the inside out is not my idea of a wonderful time. So glad I can get my legs out soon (definitely after I purchase some hair removal cream... Amen?)

Just shamelessly plugging the shop this dreary Friday afternoon. Haven't been able to make any new pieces to update the shop with, final year is a killer. Serious killer guys. *wipes sweat off forehead*

Okay, going to continue with the life of an almost pharmacist. Hope you have a lovely weekend, and Happy International Women's Day!

Traa!

xxx

Something other than jewellery this time// Current Brain thoughts...

2013-02-25T11:13:00.000+00:00

Mawnin'. Lifted a couple of things off the tumblr this fine day to show you wonderful people where my mind is right now.

1. Being inspired is the first step. But staying inspired is the hardest part of being a creative. Looking forward to finding out what exactly I want to do with my life (and the degree I am about to finish which I have no passion for whatsoever.. *welp*)

2. Travel. Travel. Travel. And travel some more. I envisage myself in a little European house such as that above. I'm a bit obsessed with quaintness, if you haven't figured that out already.

3. Not only do I wanna BE them, I just want to watch more 50s movies. And fashion myself as one of these radiant women. Oh, the life.

4. Just YES. More art, more life. YES.

5. Because I am the world's biggest, most obese time waster. 2013 is a year of change, my fellow citizens of Gotham.

6. *giggles* just for the darned cuteness of it all.

7. And, in conclusion, LIVE happy. THINK happy. BE HAPPY. #lifemantra2013

Ahhh... And I managed to post something other than jewellery! Yesss! Lol...

Tootraa!

xxx

Shop induced hiatus... Oh, and university of course! scratches head

2013-02-17T21:22:00.000+00:00

Oh haaii. I feel bad for neglecting this blog and making silly excuses like having uni work to tackle (like, since when did that get in the way of jibber jabbering?) to explain my shortcomings. Plus I'm tired of seeing the word 'apologise' and 'hiatus' on this blog.

Aanyhoos, hope everyone is doing okay? Yes? No? Have the wonders of the world ceased to amuse you yet? Because they haven't me. I mean, Kim Kardashian is on her way to Nigeria, for reasons unbeknownst to me (and possibly herself), yet again in reference to Nigeria, they won a championship (African Cup of Nations) for the first time since Zod took over the-town-where-Superman-lived-in-on-earth, among other things!

The world is still amazing, and amusing me in many respects. Thank God for that.

In more adult news however, the shop is taking shape, thank God! I'm totally excited that I am able to express myself in such a creative manner, and i'm constantly trolling design and photography websites to see how I can improve the aesthetics of my products.

New items (pictured above) are now up on the shop for grabs, woohoo! Customers get a 10% off code for every customer they recommend to shop on cre8ed, so tell a friend to tell a friend!

Be sure to visit the shop for more bits and bobs of vintage cuteness!

Here's to hoping for more posts and less infrequencies!

Traa for now!

xxx

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Life and... other drugs...

2012-12-08T20:46:00.002+00:00

Well. I have outdone myself this time. Been gone for so long.

Miss me?

Since i'm not entirely sure if actual humans and not UFO inhabitants peruse this blog, I am not expecting an answer to the question above. But it's whatever! I still luu' you ~~Obama~~ blogsville! Hope you've been keeping well?

Okay. In my hiatus, I have actually been busy. With life, as aforementioned, no doubt, but also with exciting new projects!

Drumroll please?!?!

I started a JEWELLERY BUSINESS!!!!

Yes. Indeedy I did. I took the plunge, picked up my pliers, and off I went making... things! So, without further ado (and wordsmithing), I present to you, my latest baby on Etsy....

Totally excited/exhilarated/jumpy/scared/*insert other adjectives-adverbs-ad-somethings in here* about this new venture. The shop finally opened two weeks ago, despite my frustrations with technology and my own shortcomings, but it's alive now! Stocked with button earrings and other wacky ear bits!

So yeah. This, combined with university (finals), life, winter, CHRISTMAS, and... life, are what have prevented me from being on this here site. Apologies!

Do have a look in the shop for more bits!

Or, additionally, support us on Facebook

Having a giveaway sometime soon, also, you know, because it's the most wonderful time of the year and all.

Happy Saturdayyyyyy!!!

xxx

To be continued...

2012-08-10T00:53:00.003+01:00

AWOL is not even the word.
Hiatus? Not even close to describing my absence.

May, or may not be back.

Here's hoping for the former.

Xxx

Blue Suede Shoes...

2012-04-13T09:01:00.000+01:00

I don't have anything to blog about, so I figured I may as well show you my most recent purchase (as well as my mother's bag I wish she would let me steal). Yeah. Cobalt blue fringed desert boots. Why not? Sticking to the status quo is just not appealing all the time. Indeed it is not.

Adios!

Summertime, and the livin' is easy...

2012-03-28T19:11:00.000+01:00

... But of course we took pictures! I am pleased to introduce Ope as the latest member of the natural crew!!!! Isn't her haircut just awesome? Trying to get her not to grow the hair at all and just become the next Amber Rose (bar the slutty job).

Erm... yeah. So like I said, I should be doing work. But something about the serotonin released from the sun has got me way too happy to think about things as CRUCIAL as work. Oh goodness.

This post does not warrant a title. It's just fabulous in itself...

2012-03-28T18:50:00.000+01:00

... Except... Urm... The video still doesn't do all our fabulousness justice. Oh dearie...

The only explanation for this video is the fact that the sun is out today, thereby making us do/act crazy. Do bear with us!

Sunday Kind of Love...

2012-03-26T00:24:00.000+01:00

Etta James is exceptional. And I was listening to this song whilst battling one of my many courseworks, and, don't you know, it happens to also be a Sunday today. Isn't that just dandy? I seem to think it is!

Please do enjoy this beauty of a musical procession! Her voice, ohhhh may her voice live on!

Happy Sunday!

The Procraspiration...

2012-03-24T14:10:00.003+00:00

Alas, 'tis the weekend. I am typing away in my friend's room, because, in an act to try and get something substantial done during our weekend of birthday fun, I have brought my 'work' with me so I can ~~laze about watching episodes of The Good Wife~~ do some catching up. But no, I'm rounding pictures that I like up to show you lovely people of blogsville. Times like these, school work loses all appeal, and... yeah...

1.) Living a dream is the only way to live. Really. 2) School kids prancing about the neighbourhood. I just love it. Plus I'm obsessing over black and white photographs these days... 3) possibly the best list ever made. nom nom. 4) I love how she looks like a modern day Zelda Fitzgerald. I want to become a flapper so bad, it hurts my intestines. 5) Need I explain? 6) Why yes, that is indeed me looking like... I don't know. You can decide.

Chillin' out maxxin'...Saturday jazzin'

2012-03-24T12:02:00.000+00:00

It's no news that I love my jazz like no other. I remember Saturday mornings when I was younger. I lived in Nigeria back then, and the weekends were (severe) cleaning days. Wiping windows, dusting carpets, cleaning furniture, or anything my mother saw fit to include as our chores. On the television, or the stereo set, would be the soft, easy processions of jazz. My father is a jazz connoisseur you see - so there were records upon records, upon records in the house growing up. But at that age, such music did not appeal to me, I guess.
My obsession with nostalgia, I guess you could say, was what ignited my love for jazz and the blues. The music carries this oldness with it; a serene feeling of... calm. I could listen to this all day and forget there was work to go to, or people to see, or just generally life to witness.

Yes. My love for the blues runs that deep. It's alright to call me weird, my siblings do that already.

Northerners in the South// A day in the life...

2012-03-16T18:36:00.001+00:00

So it was the best friend's birthday last week. Seeing as we are pharmacy students with workload amounting to... (oh goodness knows, but think big, like, biiiig)

... She was unable to go birthday shopping, which has been our tradition since we were wee teenagers. So we decided to go today, spend money, and just have a jolly time. Except I was just meant to go along and not make any purchases, because a) my birthday has long gone, b) I shouldn't really be buying things because I am learning the concept of frugality and c) well... there is no c, but I couldn't very well stop at b now, could I?

The lipstick stain is faint, but it was her first one ever, so we're commemorating the occurrence!

Anyhowzzz, we both got cameras from the parents as birthday presents (they got us the same cameras, incidentally... LOL. Even our parents have decided to continue with the cloning...), and have proceeded to have fun with them ever since.I'm rather camera happy as this is my first camera EVER, so i'm just a lowly amateur. Do bear with me.

But ohhh we had fun. and alas, I could not stop myself from making two cheeky purchases. Life, oh life.
Happy Friday!

When Editorials make you swoon// Longing for yesteryears...

2012-03-15T16:08:00.001+00:00

I cannot say I have been blown away by editorials since the last one I mentioned about Alannah's wedding dress somewhere down in the archives. I think it was last October's Vogue, but I may be wrong. Either way, I'm completely consumed (eee, alliteration) by this here editorial. Penny Pickard shot by Steven Chee for the New Zealand magazine, Fashion Quarterly and styled by Marina Didovich. Suffice it to say that I will be dressing in this Jackie - O/ Betty Draper - esque manner that these editorials are giving me right now *smacks lips and clicks fingers in emulation of Miss Jay from ANTM*

I'm loving the glasses, the serenity of the model's stances, the housewife-charity ball attending- dinner party planning - pie baking lady of the manor expressions, and just genuinely the all round ease presented through their locations and the styling.

Now, i'm going to be needing my kitty kat glasses and my gold rimmed wire to arrive sooner (YES, I AM GETTING cat - eye prescription glasses, because I have taken my 50s obsession up a notch). In anticipation mode!!!

P.S: Pictures obtained from the lovely fashiongonerogue.com. Yes, I made my fash-rounds today. Extremely happy I did though!

Fashpreciation...// Street Style Lovin'

2012-03-14T16:12:00.001+00:00

... The wonderful photographer behind the street style blog, The Nyanzi Report. There's this wave of humility and a lack of pretentiousness that hits me every time I browse through this blog, making it one of my favourites. And I also think he's a Brit (I hope to God the photographer is in fact a he), which means s/he scores major cool points in my books. There's way too many American street style photographers out there.

Plus, the subjects are such cool people. Good Lord.

Hello there...

2012-03-13T14:24:00.000+00:00

You like the greeting? Please tell me you do. Saw it whilst meandering through le tumblr (which I have yet to grow weary of, SURPRISINGLY), and thought you blogger(ettes) would appreciate a bit of German wit this beautiful Tuesday.

Not that the weather is anything to write home about, but... You get my drift? No? Okay...

I realised, whilst looking through zees blog, that I haven't gushed about my Christmas presents which I mentioned in my wishlist. Since I told you Jesus loved me, and that I hoped to get some of the things on my list, I figured it only appropriate to come back and ~~brag~~ show you my belongings!

Yep. You are seeing this correctly. I did fulfil my dreams of acquiring a vintage camera. It's a Praktica, not a PENTAX, but after extensive research, I realised that this German (haha) competitor is also a good 'un. Bought it, only to find the battery cell corroded, and... yeah... haven't used it yet. Welp. But I will soon, because I have found a place to get these elusive batteries! Strike, score, WIIIIIN!

More so, in other non - related news, I am also traipsing around the entire universe looking like...

... Zees at the minute. Braided/twisted up, in a random turn of events. Happened on Sunday. I kind of like it. Makes me look like one of those non-sulfate-non-anything-that's-not-natural-product-junkie naturalistas (I am yet to part with my sulfates...Meh... YOLO)

Oh, and since this post is tres random, this is what my ears are mclovin' at the minute also...

She's all sorts of amazing. Good Lord. Particularly love the acoustic sesh-vibes of the second song. Beaut!

Okay, so... I think that is all for now. Goodbyesss!
xoxo

Music timezzz...

2012-02-29T16:43:00.001+00:00

Just had to let you in on my song of the week. Frankie Beverly and Maze throw dizz-own on this song. All the way... d-izz-own!

Boogie Oogie Oogie...

2012-02-29T16:35:00.000+00:00

Don't vintage photographs just make you smile? Here's a couple of goody oldies of the Fitzgeralds. Currently [slowly] ploughing through one of my birthday presents (which was the entire collection of Fitzgerald's works... and although his penchant for verbosity and constant imagery can be quite... erm... annoying, it paints you this vivid picture of what life must have been like during the Roaring Twenties. Fun, fun, fun. With loads of black market booze. How interesting.

Anyways, the photos are darling, yes? I kind of think they are.

Traaa for now!

Flare me up...

2012-02-26T16:26:00.001+00:00

Sunday. Wake up. Sun's [sorta] shining. Reach for ridiculous flares that make you look like an extra on That 70s Show. Walk out the house in heels that make you resemble Shaq's twin sister twice removed. Get to church. Have an amazing time in God's presence. Dance the thoughts of 9-5 lectures away. Get home. Reach for the camera and have a spaz - photo sesh with best friend.

... Life is too short to do normal things like homework. Yeah I said it!

Lol. Happy Sunday beautiful people!

When growing up is not a bad thing...

2012-02-21T12:49:00.000+00:00

I used to think nothing, N.O.T.H.I.N.G would kill my obsession with cartoons. During one of my mother's frequent flippant remarks in my younger years about my attachment to every thing cartoon network had to offer, I swore never to give up on this (then) seemingly eternal passion of mine. Alas, eleven years on, my constant cartoon watching days have withered to days during the year when I am 'reliving' my childhood years. And okay, so those cartoon watching days are quite intense, like staying indoors for two days and watching pretty much all the Disney movies type intense.
But still.

I was adamant that my love for cartoons would never ever wane - in fact, I expected to love cartoons more each year. Yet, I grew up into a One Tree Hill, Gilmore Girls watching freak of nature who sings Ella Fitzgerald to her teddy bear when no one...

... I digress. I guess the point I was, or essentially, am trying to make, is that life never fails to surprise me. Our convictions and passions, during the moments we experience them seem so big and real, that the possibilities of these passions diminishing never cross our minds. My love for fashion has taken this course. Oh, the first days of my fash-session were beautiful. I spent days researching the chances of being recruited by Teen Vogue and becoming the next Lauren Conrad. When that failed, I learned all I could about designers (Mr Largerfield took my fashginity, you see. For that, you will remain in my heart forever Karl. 4EVA), their modus operandi, the little quirks that distinguished them (I can spot a Balmain piece miles away, WITHOUT MY GLASSES, Ghesquiere, Mcqueen and of course Galliano). Style[dot]com, Vogue, Harpers Bazaar... You know, the major ones - I devoured them. I did everything a fash-sessed teenager would, even the blogging thing. I was definitely romanced by the world of fashion and clothes.

Now however, my former fash-pash (fashion passion, had to take it back to the streets) is leaving me. No longer do I feel the urge to make my rounds on the websites for runway shows, or weep at the fallen prospects of my attendance at any fashion weeks, or even desire to know what my beloved Karl is up to. Now, this does not mean to say that my love for clothes has run away with Naomi Campbell's hairline. Oh no. The way in which art is brought alive through clothing is still and I would like to think, will continuously be a constant hobby of mine. But who knows these things anymore. All of a sudden, the world of fashion has taken on an ugly shade of hollow emptiness and narcissism, appraising only those who can be at runway shows and dress in runway couture and be mannequins or 'muses', as the phrase goes these days. The originality, the art, the creations which once drew me to this world are being blindsighted by the bloggers and the Litas and the Nikons. Of course these are all my problems, rather than the problems of the world of fashion itself, nevertheless, the thrill is gone *cue BB King tune*

If not entirely gone, well, the thrill is going. Yet, despite all this, one thing remains clear - I will always be fascinated by fashion in all its ephemeral glory. The oohs and ahhs will never cease, because the artistry of clothes will always captivate me. And of course, Catherine Baba. To her, my allegiance will never cease.

... 4EVA.

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Humans and Mortality...// RIP Whitney Houston

2012-02-13T14:28:00.003+00:00

Currently jamming to these tunes whilst ~~doing some uni work~~ catching up with the latest edition of Vogue. I know I know, I'm off to study and become famous, you don't worry.

I still cannot get my head around the fact that Whitney Houston is dead; in my mind, celebrities are immortal. Or at least that was what I thought. It grieves me to know that such a phenomenal, well rounded talent is lost to the world. But as usual, her art succeeds in leaving us with a smidgen of who she was and what she stood for whilst she was on this here earth.

<Sidetrack>, her outfits gave me so much life. Next to the Banks' wardrobe, Whit's clothes from The Bodyguard have plagued many of my dreams till this day. And that wispy bob!!!!

... Finally, my inclusion of Sade's 'Your Love is King' is in no way related to the love holiday. No ma'am.

...Unless my psyche is playing games with me.

Aloha!
xoxo

2012-02-04T18:54:00.000+00:00

The perfect song for a winter's night, summer afternoon, autumn midday. Basically, this right here is just a perfect song. C'est fini.

APOLOGIES on the lack of posts! Going through life, university work, and... well... life really. Will try to post as often as I can!

Love and Badu's turbans,
xoxo

Cheers to the New Yeeeer!

2012-01-02T00:59:00.000+00:00

(I misspelt 'year' on purpose. For a better rhythmic experience. Just because...)

...Well, just because it is me in question. Cheers to the New Year everyone far and wide who reads/stumbles across this here blog of mine! Never would I have thought I would own a blog and keep at it for this long (despite my inabilities at being cohesive and somewhat normal). It has truly been wonderful, seeing this become something, making friends, getting better at computer handling, and honing my writing skills. Just amazing, yes?

Once again, Happy New Year you amazing individuals! I pray for the best of 2012 to be your portion(s) till the end of this year!

Now, seeing as I can never do short and concise, I leave you with some of my most revered poses of 2011...

And noww... You see my mam making faces with me. heeeheee

I call this here pose my hybrid mystic Meg- Don Corleone pose. I don't know if either of those people would pose in such a manner, but I have to let you know my inspiration eh?

And here I am as one of the characters in Alvin and the Chipmunks. A verryyyy tall chipmunk I am, but... *shrugs*

Woosh, enough narcissism to last me a looooong while. But happpppppppy new year once again!

xoxo

Christmastime, Mistletoe and Wine...

2011-12-28T20:10:00.003+00:00

Yep. I know Christmas has come, gone, got the T-shirt, and got an Oscar. But I have yet to wish all you lovely people in blogsphere good tidings!

Sorry for my inability to do things as they should be done. 2012 will be a year of change, my fellow Americans *Obama voice*

Anyhowwzzz... Merry Christmas guys! I think this blog began during this period of December, but my memory fails me. I made this beautiful masterpiece on Microsoft Paint the other day; was momentarily taken back to my days as a seven year old being introduced to the fantastic world of Paint. YOUCH!

Hope everyone got what they wanted!!!! My Christmas, as you all know, commences in October, and does not end till mid - okay late- January. So I've still got time.

Love and turkey stuffing!

xoxo

Dreadheads// Bukola Elemide aka Asa...

2011-12-20T17:02:00.002+00:00

Miss Bukola Elemide throws it down ALWAYS. And right now, I am jizzing over her style altogether; music, dress, presentation, everything. I like when a stylist can incorporate a person's personality into their outfits... The icing on the cake of Visual presentation...

... Plus, I loveeee the fact that she's singing barefoot. Something about that resonates with me lol. And the ankle bracelets are toooooooo pretty!

... And I didn't forget about the artistry of the song either. LOVE it.

Constantly Living in Retrospect// Christmas Wishlist...

2011-12-19T18:41:00.000+00:00

Hi guys.

So.

IT'S LIKE, Six days till CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!

Please forgive me for these outbursts. I honestly cannot control myself where Christmas is concerned. I am a self confessed, happy-about-it, walking-about-wishing-people-merry-christmas-from-October Christmas junkie. Don't really know why or how I became this obsessed with the month of December, but I have always been excited about it. Despite my very loving mother and father's attempts at crushing my dreams of Santa's... errr... existence at a very young age, I was adamant that Santa was in fact, real. No ma'am, I did not buy the story of Santa not being real. The power of my imagination has been this way from a wee age, you see.

...Anyhoo, since 'tis the season to be jolly and giving and smiling at random grumpy strangers at ASDA, I figure I may as well let cyberspace know what I would like my sock to be filled with this beautiful month of December...

1. A Vintage Pentax Camera: Because, I have never owned a swanky camera before, and I remember my dad having one when I was a kid (at least I think it was a Pentax), and because they just exude super coolness. And because it's vintage. Go figure.

2. A Barbie (or otherwise) Polaroid camera: As mentioned earlier, I just really want a camera this year. I have ALWAAAAAYS wanted a polaroid. Like, always. Came across this beauty on ebay and I immediately thought: SANTAAAA!!! *giggles*

3. A Dora the Explorer watch: Simply because... well... Every cool person owns a Dora watch, and, I mean, the girl is an explorer. Currently going through a wanderlust season - I want to explore the world. Starting with Britain. So having this courageous little lady on my wrist is a good start, si? non?

4. Dr Martens floral (men's) brogues: Because my allegiance to the Doc has not waned one little bit. Just changed its course. Yep.

5. A Denman brush: Since all the naturalistas rant and rave about it, I may as well as well try it out on my mane. Although I'm quite scared of all my curls ending up on the brush... I'm afraid the science of its effectiveness is lost on me... But we'll see what happens!

6. Jazz compilation cd: Does one ever need to explain their want/need of a jazz disc set? Me no think so.

7. A TRUCKLOAD OF BLOOMIN' CREEPERS IN EVERY SHAPE, SIZE, COLOUR OR FORM: Cuz I aint mad atcha honey thang. If that made sense to you, then find me and befriend me. Merci.

Okay. I shall stop myself here, as I am suddenly aware that I want a lot of things. Now, do bear in mind that I am merely thinking out loud, and all these things will only present themselves if I a) marry Obama the second, or b) one of those rich Arab tycoons who own like five football clubs, or c) if I am stupid enough to acquire a credit card and then go crazy with all that virtual cash...

... Which is NEVER going to happen. But somehow, because Jesus loves me like, LOADS, I will get some of these things on my list. I am almost sure of it. Maybe not for Christmas, buuut... mehh. Soon. Just watch me!

Yeah. Materialistic rant over.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!

xoxo