Meandering Shawarma

We are all nomads, bedouins and gypsies --- always on our feet in quest for glory, fortune, love, happiness and fulfillment. I am Filipino yet the best part of my life has been spent in the vast deserts of the Middle East. My culture clashed with a lot of things. Sometimes, I see a different person in the mirror. I am a shawarma. I am a meandering shawarma. My quest is to be home soon. How soon? Only this blog will eventually tell.

Thursday, March 31, 2005

All black fashion.

An officemate matter-of-factly told me not to wear all-black. I asked him why but he just would not explain. I am not sure if it was religion or some cultural woodoo-voodoo that prompted my colleague to tell me that but I do still enjoy an all-black fashion despite forecasts against it. And so, I was off to find encouragement and support from the fashionistas.

For all intents and purposes, I wear an all-black getup because I find it very appealing, sophisticated and masculine. It exudes elegance, authority and power. Of course, black makes me look taller and slimmer. I have also discovered that I can carry an all-black attire.

Against many of my colleagues, I would humbly say that I have a better fashion sense. They can have their physique but I stand out more than they are because I can dress confidently - in colors and in all-black.

All I manage to quip when my colleague wouldn't explain why I should not wear all-black is that "black is a beauty" when one knows how to carry it.

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