Monday 25 May 2015

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.