The last one out

Dear fans, this is probably my last post on this blog, it is with regret that I have to move on to other challenges after some very interesting years writing about fashion.

I am coming close to finishing my masters and I am therefore in pursuit of challenges of some other kind.

My passion for fashion and for writing for that matter have not waned, I continue to share the same values as I may have discussed or as you may have noticed in my writing.

First things first: I want to thank all readers who visited this blog, anyone who felt intrigued by things posted there in and was compelled to leave a comment, and those 0who contributed to the articles whether it was proposing discussion topics or the actual writing. As for those whom we shared a business mind, a big up for your support. I just can’t thank you enough. For anyone else who I might have left out of the list, thank you. Best of luck to you all in your endeavors, may your passion guide you to your dreams.

A fashion passion has been dear to me, it was a challenge that I took to develop my writing and my passion about fashion. A challenge that I had no idea how it would shape up or what I would do with it. It has been a journey, a long one, an interesting one, a learning opportunity. It has been something like non I have done before. Looking back at the journey, I find no regret, there might be some in that I am leaving. But I believe life holds bigger challenges for me.

For the good of mankind, for the benefit of sharing, learning or any other that may seem appropriate, content on this blog may be republished on other similar sites. I will only request that you cite the reference – for instance written by Fasean or Adapted from A fashion passion, well, you get the idea.

Last, but not least, if you know anyone who might be interested in adopting this blog and running it as their own please ask them to drop me a line at

I believe I have not forgotten anything but I did not have a count of things I needed to say so the reality might elude me.

If you are the last visitor on this blog, please don’t forget to turn off the lights;)


Style without fashion

Fashion, including what it stands for or is defined to be changes in a pace that even a writer cannot keep up with. But for all that it is and it gets to be, one would expect to see remnants of older styles or at least a progression of what used to be becoming what is and what is defining what is to be.

Not in all cases however. Like a river without a source, a direction or even a flow of some sort; how can that still be referred to as a river.

Fashion models waiting to walk

Picture the river, at the moment, dancing with pizzazz, swelling with currents and waves higher than you can imagine. Provocatively carrying everything in its wake, imposing, exposing, revealing, seducing, and yet when you look back the river possesses no signs of being what it is.

Almost like in a competition, it is about who squeezes their shapely or blowsy bodies into the most revealing, and strangling pieces, without even caring if the piece is an under or outerwear. In any case, they are now one and the same thing.

And ahead, the waves falter losing class, style and finally break up in all directions bringing an end to the meaning that they once gave to fashion and as a result refusing to define a path for further flow.

Flowing not with the current but like a flag; without a mind and thus a liking of its own changing direction with the wind. And when the wind is gone, it falls flat on its pole, like fashion does when style is gone.

Shoes for dummies

Who would have known that after all this years, all the technology and research that designers could be wrong about the only thing that they were supposed to get right; designing ergonomic foot wear. Obviously, some of them missed their calling. Or should I say most?

Since we now know that we’ve  been hammering our heels every time we went for a  jog, its a high time we carefully picked our foot wear, especially those that we play in.

Now that we are on the same page, and as thick as thieves, allow me to let you in on a story about a man and his ill fitting shoes.

Not so long ago, there was this young man who had just received his first pair of shoes; as a present for his birthday.Turned out that the shoes were not a perfect fit for him.

They were a size smaller and as a result hurt his feet and caused him pain. Whats worse, he never complained or went without them and amid the pain he wore them with pride as one may be proud of something that causes them misery.

Mostly because he had no prior experience in footwear, and thus he did not know if shoes were supposed to hurt one’s feet. He had never heard anyone complain about their shoes. And so he thought that shoes were actually supposed to hurt one’s feet and that one was not supposed to complain about it.

And so with pride, he wore his pain day in day out until the shoes were worn out and his feet almost damaged.

As someone with a passion for fashion, I wonder why there were no books like Shoes for dummies or even a simple manual about how to wear shoes.

Because even to this day, people continue to squeeze their feet in small sized shoes and bear the pain just to look good or to have a particular look. And the situation keeps getting worse as the shoes are not designed ergonimically and it is those shoes that we end up squeezing our feet into.

– bbc