On
day one I went monochromatic black route, with an accent of white in the form
of a wild canine blown out print tee.
I
love this tee, which I got from TopMan South Africa. It
is mesh at the front, which is perfect for the crazy heat in Limpopo. The
bowler hat looked cool until I hugged someone who accidentally bumped it on the
dusty floor. That was game over for the hat. I considered throwing it away
there and there, cleaning it with a wet wipe when I got back to the camp side or
sending it to the dry cleaners upon my return to Joburg. I still haven’t came
up to a decision, but dropping it off at the dry cleaners sounds like a good
plan provided they can clean felt wool.
Despite
my Hunter Boots being one size small, I just forced matters because they completed
the look beautifully. I drove in them, set up a tent in them and walked around the
festival BUT when it was time to hit the dance floor my toes and feet couldn’t take
it anymore, they were fucking chanting in tongues. I think that is my last
encounter with those boots. Sigh, yeah my feet decided to grow within a space
of a year, depressing too many shoes that do not fit me anymore.
…
But of course what perfect sunnies to wear but my black coloured classic Ray-Ban
aviator frames?
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