“Your reality is as you perceive it to be. So it is true, that by altering this perception we can alter our reality.”- William Constantine
Rant alert: that time your awesomeness has people exposing their insecurities. #witnessme
Word to the wise: don't touch my hair.
Why are people so dishonest? Real friends are so hard to come by. I thought it would get easier after high school, but it seems like certain people make it a lifelong commitment to be untrustworthy.
Beauty for me is an inside-out thing. Pretty fades. Fast. I’ve never given too much thought to my ‘pretty’ because I never thought I was. Strong is the new sexy, and I do strong in spades. When I feel strong, I feel beautiful.
In my industry, at least, the manner in which you dress ultimately has an impact on the way you are perceived and the impression you make, and sometimes has a bearing on the rewards received. It takes 4 seconds to assess a person, so you need to be aware of what your clothes say about you.
Stop slut shaming.
I recently read about the “top 50 Harare naughty girls” list while catching up on what was then the hot internet gossip about one Geraldine Baye that’s doing the rounds. Geraldine was one of the supposedly “naughty girls” on that list. I don’t know any of the women listed and the story wasn’t much of a read, but the fact that such a list exists bothers me.
In the mid-90s when I was in high school, femmes couldn’t walk in downtown Harare wearing spaghetti straps. To do that was to guarantee being stripped and traumatised. Copacabana was well-known for this. Never mind that spaghetti straps are only practical considering the heat in Zimbabwe! While not all pockets of Zimbabwean society embrace women wearing what they want yet, thankfully, we’re slowly evolving from that.
In the 90s, you also couldn’t buy condoms as a…
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