Fridays are finely flavoured with vivid colours: red, yellow, blue, green, lilac, gold, brown. Patent and rich raffia of African fabric wrapped around the soft rounded edges of the capital. It’s called National Friday Wear. Wax prints and batiks, African, Dutch, origin-unknown, that-which-cannot-be-told, very many different types.
The sensual slit and courtly kaba have made a queen’s comeback. Hugging and stretching like musical strings across the Shai-hill bodyscapes of the proud and victorious Accra woman. Long round curves of a freehand artist brought to throbbing life by the street-side beat of a daydreaming drummer.
Shirts! Such shirts of sheer showiness. Patterns, stripes, squares, abstract. Long-sleeved with elegant sweeps of the arm; short-sleeved for the worked-out, sinewy arm, trimmed and toned to impress.
Crazy combinations. Prints, skirts, khakis, jeans, leggings, loose, firm, wind-swept, hugging, sheer, everything. Laid-back loveliness has never looked this good as strewn all over the city. The one day out of seven when everybody, as a rule, has sixty Kodak moments in every hour.
Friday is the fruitiest, sweetest and spiciest day of the week :).
i love friday wear, it does have its down side, i cant wash it as readily as regular fabrics.
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ReplyDeleteBut it sure does look good. Once-in-a-blue-moon must always be spectacular. Don't wear yours every Friday, get a wardrobe full :)
ReplyDeleteHi Nana Yaw, this is your fellow blogger from Expressions in Words. Thanks again for your comment. Spent the past hour browsing through your blog - enjoyed every single word and nuance. Wickedly written! Looking forward to seeing more.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Denise. You might find this hard to believe, but you are one of the bloggers who inspired me to create one :)
ReplyDeleteYou flatter me Nana Yaw - clearly it must be a case of the 'inspired' surpassing the 'inspirer'. Have we met? I see we know at least one person in common. Perhaps passed each other by in traffic, I too am a victim of the Spintex.
ReplyDeleteNo, Denise, we have not met, but I believe I have seen you at Slice of Heaven. Apparently you've been to the office where I work. And, yes, we appear to have an acquaintance in common.
ReplyDeleteit's amazing how you take the ordinary things around us and turn it into a wonderful piece of art.if this is not pure talent then i don't know what is. i just love your writing!! Kordai
ReplyDeleteIt is hard not to have some talent with friends like you, and living in a circus-city :)
ReplyDeleteamen to that
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