Elegant Delusions, Never Quandary.

 THURSDAY JULY I6 2015 on page 15 The Times Newspaper reads;

 Should we wear rings through our noses? “Perhaps wearing a septum ring is best avoided teamed with a suite for the office, but if you have the edgy style to carry it off, this trendy accessory can take off your look from Sweet Street to golden Goth”.

 Acknowledges septum rings as having a moment in today’s trends, as Maitele Wawe the founder of Pretoria Social Market and Tzvi Karp trader of Sikh Punk wear, were spotted wearing the most dramatic septum rings referred to as quandary by society.

Septum rings designed by Blaqapple.pea, a team of two young black ladies unconventionally chic and exceptionally talented jewellery designers.  

Is peculiarity still creepy to our society? 

Meet the ever so unconventional Sociable Weavers and familiarise yourself with 

The now generation of rad. 

Thriftier Haven

Something about rowdiness and chaos says unapologetic.

Something about abstract patterns says flair.

Something distinctly impeccable embodies these passageways.

Incredibly alluring, eyes spree on a parade of aesthetic material treasures weaved in all ranges of finery. A series of everyday pop-up stores with clothes piled on carts., presenting a feel of oddity, these streets delight the Weavers.

Social alleyways weavers cross paths. In search of identified chic personalities.

They scribble through fountains of clothing discovering pieces of style trends to repurpose.  

We anticipate a new identity each time we stride through these avenues.

The satisfaction in piling through loads of carts filled with clothing items is like that of water to our thirst. Refreshingly exciting introducing a true self.

We choose what we put on and how we put it on.

Open minds, shafted souls, yesterdays lived today. Inner refuge waited upon, lives so peculiar. 

Aura lives here; In these Thriftier Havens.   

Unconventional Style Gurus.

Some of the most beautiful people we see 

are wild and free, Rovers of the city, 

Sociable Weavers I call them. 

This blog is about them. 

It portrays their awkwardness. From the little details that paint them exceptional to their quirkiness reflecting their reality. 

Often we ask ourselves; "Who are these that walk bold and strange on the surface of our land, the streets of our city and now emerging in our own households?". 

They are our brothers and sisters, our neighbours.

Intrigued by their sense of invention. A part of us is curious to interact with their weirdness, their attractive aesthetics. Bodies laced in art dressed in the kind of bravery we envy.

  A center of nature in each of us, that which intrigues our thoughts to envision the    beauty we seen in the world around us, relatable to a past of identity, 

a time of distinct uniqueness.

The character we wore said who we were; our style resembled our aura. 

These weavers are of a memory, a connection that reincarnates the verve that which reminisce upon our days of authentic selves.

Our forefathers embraced it, the art of adornment. Earlobes extensively stretched to speak tribal messages, bodies artistically drawn in shapes and symbols of a relevant period in time, aesthetics characterising personalities. Our sociable Weavers revisit a time in this period , boldly and unconventionally loud about their style statements. Modernising the art of style to complement the new age. With their tattoos, overstated piercings, interesting aesthetics and quirky hairdos. They portray a new kind of old beauty. 

They are amazingly attractive, we are familiar with their presence and 

this is a platform where we can relate with them.