Lust Have.....

I took a trip down Oxford street sometime in the last week of December 2013. I don't know if I said but I was ill over Christmas so spent it indoors and 'bed-bound'. Little wonder that at the first opportunity, I wandered out of my 'hole' and took a walk to explore one of the main 'shopping districts'.

At this point I must mention I was without a penny in hand. Lol. Not so much out of choice but more out of *coughs, shall we say circumstance. Lol.

Anyway, I went in and out of the shops, taking in the beauty of the streets - full of people, noise and lights. I am quite picky in the things I like so when I fall for a brand, it's usually a lifelong love affair. And in light of this, I walked into the Ted Baker store. Lovelies!!! That store gave me life from the first ,'Hello'. Lol! So many things I just wanted to grab off the rack without trying them on because I KNOW my size in TB like I know I should have gone to bed ages ago! *sigh.

I wandered around on the ground floor admiring jumpsuits, tailoring, the whole 9 yards. Then I decided to check what the upper floor had to offer. I kid you not as I got to the top of the stairs, one of the girls there walked past me in the most AMAZING dress I had seen all day! I couldn't help it, I gushed to her how much I loved her dress and she went on to say it was from that store, asked for my size, handed me one and insisted I tried it on.

Oh dear, I loved the dress when I saw it. But when I wore it.......it was a lifelong union. Lol.
Unfortunately, I did not take it home with me as my senses spoke words of reason and I decided to listen. Till date I still visit the website to ensure my dress is in stock because as soon as I can afford to - WHOOSH! I am so snapping it and making it mine!

I'm actually looking forward to summer you know, Lol. Can't wait for the sunshine to kiss my face everyday (sheer bliss). Here's my dress - I promise it looks much better sitting on me than it does here :P

Speak soon lovelies! Sweet Dreams xx

L.W

THE GIFT OF EMPTINESS

I am many things. I say this because not only have I been called many things, I look in the mirror and see many things. Let me tell you something about me – I love to save people the trouble by calling myself the many names I can be called. I am ditsy. I am giggly. A bit eccentric and also a bubbly airhead. Hold up! Before you go screaming bloody murder at the fact that I am insulting myself, may I highlight that this is not self-degradation. Rather, these are the words of someone who is self-accepting. You see, I am not perfect. And to be honest, I do not want to be. Because my beautiful imperfections ring clear in my ears reminding me daily that I owe everything I have to a God who has been faithful enough to love me despite all odds. A family, gracious enough to put up with my nuances and friends I honestly do not deserve. I do not deserve my friends because they tolerate my ability to go AWOL for long stretches at a time and come back like I smell of roses and they are all bees. Naa! I ain’t rosy and my friends certainly aren’t bees. But for reasons I can never explain, they put up with me and whenever I resurface, pick things up from where we left them. Today I sit and stare at my wall, plagued by a grave promise I made to myself. Today I promised to die empty. I want to empty myself of all that I have. All that I own and all I will become. I owe it to the world to leave everything that I am. Touch a life. Bless someone. Today I say out loud that which I have always whispered in my heart – I will die empty. And before you go off thinking I am having the New Year blues, far from it. I thrive on emptiness. Pouring out and giving myself to the things that colour my world one small action after another. To know me is to know my empty. To love me is to let me be empty. Hi, I am ditsy. Sometimes eccentric, doing the silliest things and walking around with my head in the clouds, and today I give my gift of emptiness. I am empty.