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Sue's my name and this right here is a little space where i get to rant a little....well maybe alot' But hey thanks for dropping by. So here's to kicking life's ass and making the most of precious moments.....Xo

“My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style”
— Dr. Maya Angelou

Wednesday, 20 February 2013


Hello lovelies’  

So am listening to one of my favourite songs from back in the day ‘Colour of the Wind’ by Vanessa Williams(theme song for the movie Pocahontas) and i get a sudden urge to name this blog post after it. This song is beyond awesome; every time i listen to it...i get into this world where flowers bloom and am tasting the so sweet berries of the earth.........’ the hook: go figure...

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned?
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

Enough with my drifting...guess you can call me a drifter’ it’s my way of handling stuff that life throws at you. Instead of wallow in self create a little vacuum where you escape to and fill it with music and beautiful stuff that makes you happy.

On matters fash’ Divine Peplums are still on season. I call them divine because i find them very flattering. I wore this peplum dress to a wedding; I consider it sent from heaven because i had been praying hard for a pretty peplum and voila i bumped into one. God does answer prayers clearly; and you learn that from the little things.

Anyways’ my internet is still acting up but i had to check in with y’all. Thanks for hanging in here with me. I heart you’
Xo Sue’

Kim K always reppin'
King Bey....


pretty amazing'

feel in total awe of her dress had to take a pic'

sis' love her

miss Muthui....nothin but class this lady'

Miss Diva'

this ladies looked divine in orange

BELLA & GEORGE- Again and again, however we know the landscape of love
and the little churchyard there, with its sorrowing names,
and the frighteningly silent abyss into which the others
fall: again and again the two of us walk out together
under the ancient trees, lie down again and again
among the flowers, face to face with the sky.

i so want

oooh so cute'