As i stood in the corner of the shop looking for the best angle to take this shot,
i thought to myself…
What is the fuss usually about anyway..
Days are spent selecting one of these. Time is spent sending to a seamstress. Moments are spent worrying about whether the right design will be achieved.
“Excuse me,” a lady said behind me.
There was nothing to remember about this woman. She just had on some of the finest prints i had come across. She was in slippers. Dreads. Even her bag was in print.
I guess that is when i got it.
Staying different will make you act different.
Diversify. Change