Saturday, 30 November 2013


blackfashion cotton on denim on denim

No more pencils, no more books, no more teacher's dirty looks
Well, we got no class and we got no principals and we got no innocence

We can't even think of a word that rhymes
School's out for summer
School's out forever.

Back in June, I got really annoyed by all the northern hemisphere children boasting about summer and how perfect it all was going to be and oh my god, summer summer summer but now that we're finally on break, I get it, I get it (your hustle don't go unnoticed). December is my favourite time of year, man.

sa style blog cotton onbox braids, boyfriend jeans
denim on denim, boyfriend jeans, patchwork

Yours forever
Khenzo x

Monday, 25 November 2013

[Photography] Love is a big deal

So, like, a month ago today I was getting ready to photograph a wedding. And as tomorrow is the monthavesary of the wedding, it was only fitting to finally get around to publishing the images. It was really amazing and I'm so glad I was a part of it.
These are only some of the photos, the rest are on my portfolio (yeah, I have one of those now).
Oh, guess who's almost done with exams? Like, I feel myself slowly crossing the Rubicon and reaching the light at the end of the tunnel. But I'll keep my thoughts on the longest year of my life to my journal.

Sunday, 17 November 2013

[Outfit Post] Primadonna Girl

cokerockcorp, black crop top, maxi skirt, high slit
I'm starting to feel like I inhabit concerts far too often. I think that it's been three in one year, actually.
Tonight, November 16th, I've been blessed with the privilege of getting to see Ciara and Busta Rhymes live. I know, I know, that sounds really underwhelming at first but not only Ciara the freshest, finest, hottest, bestest, ohmygodiloveher person on this planet but Busta Rhymes is such an amazing performer. He puts his whole self into everything he does and that was so inspiring.

I was probably really overdressed for the concert but who cares? It was Ciara, crying out loud. And looking amazing made me feel amazing which made the whole night amazing. I'm wearing a crop top from Mr Price Sport, my Spring Ball maxi-skirt and sneaker wedges from Zoom. All my jewellry and the YSL (which the authenticity of is debatable) are all from Istanbul (yes, I'm one of those).

That's all the excitement I can handle for the year. Now I have to return to textbooks I can't wait to burn in a beach bonfire in Decemeber and make it through what has been the longest year of my life.
cokerockcorp, box braids, micro braids, sneaker wedges
fashion blog, ysl bag, box braids, cokerockcorp, ciara concert
black girls are hot, box braids, ysl bag

Khenzo xx

Sunday, 3 November 2013

[Photography] When You're Fifteen

retro photography
It's such a beautiful day to go outside. I wish I had an artsy boyfriend who would sit on the front lawn with me and look at the clouds. Artsy beau would do a little sketch in his journal and I'd take a photo of his beautiful, tortured face agonising over lines. We'd hear fireworks from our Indian neighbours (it's Diwali) and wonder if there's actually a turf war going on. Then we'd scratch each other's grass-rash ridden backs and go inside for lollipops. I'm writing all this from beneath my sheets.
From my teen anguish journal filled with gum wrappers, photos and doodles.

Saturday, 2 November 2013

[Outfit Post] Baby, It's Yours, Nobody Else's

black lipstick box braidsbox braids velvet skirt
Jersey - thrift store in Istanbul | Velvet skirt - (R50, you guys!) at Cotton On | Creepers - somewhere in Istanbul

Don't judge me but the photos are low-quality on purpose, I made my little brother take fifty photos with my dad's iPhone - mine is borderline broken so the back camera only works on Tuesday afternoons - because I wanted to get that creased, grainy childhood photo look. Yeah, I'm turning into quite the hipster.

So I have braids again. I'm trying to say that as nonchalantly as possible especially since it took me three and a half hours of pain, anxiety and wanting-to-rip-the-skin-off-my-arms-like-why-are-you-pulling-so-hard-on-my-scalp-can-you-not-just-die. I'm contemplating growing my hair out into a chic bob that's going to come out so ratchet, I'll cry. Ma vie, folks.
cotton on velvet skirtwu-tang forever velvet skirt

Khenzo xx
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