For the Love of Crocs?

Time - 9.45
Date - 23/3/2011
Location - still Pietermaritzburg, KZN. South Africa

My first blog was a raging success. Much like my fashion sense, the response was fabulous.

Although one of my comments included a lovey analogy of love being different pairs of shoes,  my desire for love was equated to a pair of crocs. Crocs? The nasty shoe that made people feel as if they were saving the planet every time they put those hideous excuses of footwear on their feet. They came in various colours, each one revolting. Although I did have a pair - because they were trendy -  They are now rotting in my grandmothers back garden.

The concept of comfort over style has always alluded me, why would you sacrifice something that makes you feel so good, like the new Kurt Geiger Lothbury loafers, for something that is just comfortable. So may I be so bold and equate a man to fashion, i shall. I want a man to stimulate my senses and ignite my passions, to know what excites me and to understand my vulnerabilities. Accept my flaws and delight in my success. This thinking is partly my Pisces nature and growing up watching all the romance movies I could get my hands on.

Naive, i know, but why the hell not want something that seems unattainable?

So ladies and gentlemen, never utter the phrase, "at least he is better than other girls boyfriends"  or "Let me just slip on the old trackpants, its just a movie" Wear the Prada dress that thrills you and find the man that make you feel the same way your favourite fabulous outfit does.But remember one thing, dresses don't last forever, and sometimes love doesn't either, but that's OK.

Make your life your own... No Excuses.

love and kisses...