Ode to My Fashion

Hi y'all! I am turning 43 this year, God willing. And I still wear jeans and sneakers. When I was younger, I was sure that by the time I turn 40, I would start dressing in a more conservative way, the way older respectable women dress in my country: mostly in Senegalese traditional attire or "tradimoderne", which is a new term to define a mix of old and new in Senegalese fashion.  Yet here I am. I think I have told you before that my uniform was a pair of jeans, a blouse and some flat shoes, most likely sandals. When it gets cold like these past days, I would add a sweater or a jacket and some slipons. For work, I try to keep the look elevated with blouses, formal slacks, blazers, skirts and pumps. When I go out, I usually grab a dress. And on Fridays, I wear my Senegalese style outfits, usually some Boubous from my brand. Nevertheless, all you need to keep in mind is that I am turning 43 and still dress in Streetwear fashion. Salut à tous ! J'aurai 43 ans cette année

 Tomorrow will mark the 12th anniversary of the Tohoku eathquake and tsunami in Japan. I was sure that I did blog about my experience of that day in here. But I have searched and searched but could not find any articles that I may have written on it. After all these years, let me take you back. It was a friday afternoon. I was on my way to pick up my older son from school. I had my other son with me. I remembered wearing a red dress with leggings and a coat. I was dressed up because after school, I was to attend a birthday party at the flat of my Indian Mommy friend. Her daughter was in the same Montessori class as my first born.  I was sitting on a bus talking with another Japanese lady I befriended earlier that year. The bus came to a stop at the light right at the slope before we reached the school. Then all of a sudden, it started to shake. Slowly at first, then violently. The bus was rocking left and right. I felt like I was on a boat during a hurricane or one of those crazy rides