According to the stories we've read and heard, Eve got herself and Adam thrown out of the Garden of Eden because she gave into the temptation of taking a bite out of the forbidden fruit/apple. I've often found myself wondering, if I were Eve, in what form would my tempation have come? No prizes for guessing.
I can imagine that the devil would have had a blast trying to tempt me because as the seasons pass, so would what he would have to come up with. Infact he'd be shopping so much that you might have me to thank for world peace.
This season- ladies and gentlemen I present to you my forbidden fruit. If he were tempting me this season he would have had to come has these Brian Atwood lace d'orsay pumps!! My goodness! Pure class. Very understated elegance...but oozing with class and so much sassiness. Now there's a strut I can imagine already.
Only issue is unlike Eve who was generous enough to share her apple with Adam, I will not be sharing my fruit with Himself. Infact the closest he will get to these babies is when he pays for them; not that I advocate for been a kept woman but hey if the shoe fits... then who am I not to put them on!
Really you must check out the Brian Atwood collection at Saks. Shoes are to die for... maybe even good enough to kill for (I'll let you be the judge of that)
"If a woman rebels against high-heeled shoes, she should take care to do it in a very smart hat". - George Bernard Shaw
My week has come to an end. Those of you that know me know I have a 4 day work week and am very much looking forward to the weekend. I asked Himself out on a date. I want to take him to the movies tomorrow. I really wanted to see "In Her Shoes" (since my girls sold out and saw it without me) but then he gave me this look like I asked him to join a blood sucking cult or something so I guess 'The Legend of Zorro" it is then! He agreed and then in turn told me we'll also go on his date to 'Thistle Bar' since they are supposed to have the best fresh fish pepper soup this sice of the hemisphere. Knowing us either one of two things will happen it'll end up been a group activity since I end up begging his friends to come with us and he doesn't mind or we most probably will end up on the couch playing "Soul Calibur II", hi-fiving each other everytime we kick Inferno's ass, complete the mission and open up a new character (as people shake their heads and make pitiful noises) and order Chinese at 2am in the morning like we did last Saturday nite... they just don't get it!!I don't think we'll be motivated to go to the movies until King Kong is released. I can't wait. I LOVE KING KONG!! The old version is my fave movie of all time... well as a child it was. He loves Peter Jackson cos of the LOTR trilogy and I love the errr...Kong? (yes! the gorilla and I are on a first name basis)Ok so I really have nothing to say since I've had a long and exhausting week. Let me say though that Nigerians have got to be the most 'special" as in SPECIAL ED, rode the short bus kinda way- people that I have had the unfortunate pleasure of working with in my life. Just when u think human beings can't be dumber... BAM! One just takes it up another level and surprises the hell outta u! Can u say S-P-A-S-T-I-C!! cos I'm not sure I can spell it. They come at you with stuff like "The sun is shining so it's bright outside"- NO SH*T Sherlock! I would have never guessed the sun would be out. What's it doing out there at 2pm in the FREAKING AFTERNOON!! AAARRRGHH! I gave in! I couldn't read the Patricia Scanlan book... Double Wedding.. apart from the obvious title that gives me the heebie jeebies (who the hell says that in almost 2006? lol) Ms. Jane Green (Mr Maybe) has me where she wants me - that is- about to get fired (I wish) cos I have my nose so deep in this book cos my boss had apparently been calling me and I didn't hear. I can't believe how good she is. I have discovered another author that I must finish all books written by her. **Must remember to stop by the book store at the galleria before we go up to see the movie.Does anyone have or care to buy me the sixth installment of Harry Potter (The Half Blood Prince)? It'll make for a nice Thanksgiving present since I won't be having a Thanksgiving this year :-(Meanwhile I have been appointed the grusesome task of organizing the company Xmas party this year. I don't know when exactly would be a good time to let them know that firstly, I hate parties. Secondly, I hate Xmas and most importantly I hate anything that will cause me to extend myself more than I have to a.k.a. real work, hard work, work...This is me who is a firm believer in- Don't do for yourself what someone else can be paid to do for you. This is going to be an agonizing couple of weeks. I wouldn't even have come to the party. I don't want to go but I guess I would have to be there since I am the organzer. Why don't u just pick up hot rods and stick them in my eyes while u're at it or worse still give me a pair of Candy's to wear out in public all nite.
I am very happy right now. This is the happiest I have been all week. What makes this moment extra special for me? Just 3 of my favorite people; Me, Myself & I. I am in the middle of my queen size bed with a pen and paper, a copy of British Vogue and Maroon 5 is playing on my cd player.
I am not eating, I haven’t spoken to Himself, I don’t have a new pair of shoes (though I really wouldn’t mind a pair of those exclusive-limited edition- Manolo Blahniks for Neiman Marcus) seen above. I’m surrounded by my favorite things in the world- music, fashion, my pen and paper, most importantly myself and my ability to write.
Earlier on I was a bit disappointed because I only lost 2 pounds this week but right now as I sing along to my favorite song on the cd (Songs about Jane), “The Sun”. I now truly understand what they mean when they say “Happiness is found in life’s simplest pleasures”. I could do this all day!
This got me thinking about people who depend on other people and things to make them happy. I used to be one of those people seeking acceptance and trying so hard to please everyone. If things weren’t going well, I would find solace in my 2 favorite men Ben & Jerry. It took a long time for me to get there and just accept me for who I am and be happy with me. There’s no better feeling than been comfortable in your own skin and enjoying your own company.
A friend of mine who I’ve come to respect so much in the last couple of weeks of “bonding” gave the best answer to a question I ask anyone who cares to answer- What do you want to be when you grow up? He said “HAPPY”. The closest I’ve come to such a great answer is mine which is “FULFILLED”. I turn around and ask him what his definition of happiness is and he said “Living your heart”.
If time and money were not an issue, what would you be doing?
I know most answers wouldn’t pay the bills but finding a way to incorporate it into your lifestyle is a good start.
For instance, I know that life as a writer might not be as lucrative and I will get tons more at a job using my degrees, I haven’t let that quell my passion for writing. I don’t know where this will take me but I took Miss Oprah’s advice- "You know you are on the road to success if you would do your job, and not be paid for it.”- there’s nothing like waking up every morning to do what you love. Doing something you love will eventually bring you to a point where you excel in it.
There is nothing like been passionate about something and been lucky enough to do it everyday and have it make you money at the same time.
I do believe that I am on a journey and I’m lucky to have a couple of people whom I admire greatly for their passion not only in what they do to make a buck but also in life. Finding your passion gives you a new outlook on life and somehow makes each day easier.
I pray for those who are still on that tedious quest to find themselves. The road is not easy but arriving at the destination is well worth every single fall.
I am who I am and I’m wondering what took me so long to find me because I am pretty amazing, intelligent and a fun person if I do say so me DAMN self! I can’t believe who I’ve been missing all those years.
And now that my hand is no longer attached to my mouth, I look in the mirror and think to myself “to think all this cuteness” and I’ve been hiding it.
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t wake up every morning feeling like this and my life is so far from been perfect but in this moment as I sing out loud and no one can hear me and I celebrate myself, it’s all good!
Here’s to living your heart and your best life.
"Happiness is an expression of the soul in considered actions".- Aristotle
