Pierce what you want

Today I had a rude awakening. More of a shock really. Astonishing conversations that I would wish to erase or not have heard at all. It all started with a WhatsApp status on my phone. Let's just say I was bored to death and had to see what was on everybody's status.

I have come to learn that this is the only way I keep tabs on my family. Don't get me wrong someone's status can let you know what they are going through. Even their moods. Every time I want money from any of the Otayes' I just check their status. If I read anything along the lines of ...just because am down doesn't mean am beaten,,,, or,,,, Don't mistake my quietness for naiveness. I don't poke that bull. I let it rest for a couple of days and then as they say...if at first you don't succeed... blah bhah. I give it another shot and if the coast is clear I beg for cash. I mean I kiss ass.

Anyways, back to my writing. Am sorry I tend to derail a lot of late. So a tattoo artist buddy of mine had a guy who had pierced his tongue on his profile. At first, I was 100% sure it was a lady but after having a  second glance,,,, it wasn't. so I decided to ask the kids at the shop if this was now a trendy fashion or this guy had other ulterior motives for piercing his tongue.

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"Lizzie we don't know what you'll do without us," they said. "You are always far behind with the latest stuff," they concluded. Apparently, I should not bother my little brain with piercings. It's a trend that has reached the level of pierce what you want.

The tongue is the least of the places men pierce anymore. They have their belly buttons, nipples, balls, and even penis. Yes, I said it Penis.

I have been left with more questions than answers from how painful and why do it at all.

Why?

Sorry but I cant write more on this...I have so many unanswered questions. 

Am not cheap... just on a budget

My favorite spot to shop at is the famous Toi Market in Kibera, Nairobi county. I mean if you thought second-hand merchandise was cheap, shop here and you'll know cheap is the new slang for dear taste in Kibera. I like dressing up in the latest fashion and of course popular brands that can't be pronounced. The problem isn't pronunciation but the mare fact that the tags on the clothes are usually hard to comprehend.

I am writing ...scratch that...blogging this because my family has gone ahead and accused me of being cheap. Me! The nerve. Am not cheap...just on a budget.

😒So, I have decided to set the record straight and expound on my wardrobe choice. Below are the reasons why Toi is my best option. Well, the only option come to think of it;

• Walking distance from my house
• They have varieties to choose from
• The sales persons are so charming and cute
• Best deals all through the year ( buy five dresses and get one free..am like where else do you get such a deal and it's not black November yet)
• Rich people shop there (I've seen the cars being packed at Adams Arcade...but we all know where they are at)
• Copy-paste is not an option (unique dresses)
• Economical... what can I say, the products are keenly-priced

That's it next time you need a killer outfit that no one else has, you know where to go.

Complete strangers

 Complete strangers

It had to be done and I had to get over it. The fear of being amongst complete strangers. So I saw an advertisement on one of my friend’s status and I was like Wtf... we doing this.

Am a renowned sadist so I had calculated and recalculated how this trip was going to suck. Ask my pals, I told them how bored I was going to be a week before the trip and a couple of hours after being added on the WhatsApp group. I mean I have a way I do things( stuck up as hell) and I have this thing that makes me the life of the party...(attention seeker). In my defense the same pals will tell you this is the truth. 

I just want to be noticed when I walk into a room or even when I leave the room. I want people to ask and people to want to say hello to me. At the back of my head this always happens. So I went to a trip with complete strangers who didn’t know me and guess what? I wanted them to read Lizzie 2.0 to be kept abreast with what works and doesn’t work for me. ( attention seeker...already warned you about this 😉).

But for a pessimist I tried to see the good side of the trip...who am I kidding I’ll be as bored as fuck.

Wooh camping here we go😔