Graduation Dress (Maybe…)

2013/05/08 by mkhana

So, I have decided to go all out and rock an African outfit for my graduation in two weeks. I have the fabric (East African khangas), the machine, the threads, the pins and all the bits and bobs that I need. All that was left from this list was the pattern. I am not an accomplished dressmaker, as shown by the last dress that I tried to make. It squished my chest together, making the tatas seem like one continuous lumpy ham fighting beneath the fabric. However, I discovered my frock. The first person that I ever subscribed to on YouTube was this little lady. Her YT channel was previously named BritPopPrincess but she now goes by Patricia Bright; she has always been a bright spot in my day. She is always entertaining. Her hubby as well, when he joins her, just tickles me to pieces.

Anyway, she recently had on this beautiful and simple dress and posted this on Instagram (@pattyolovesu). I am going to attempt to remake it but with African print instead. I hope I can.

The Night Before Last…

2013/05/08 by mkhana

You came to me in my dreams,

the night before last.

I forget what our tale was that night,

but I certainly remember the tale we wove

before…

Before your sudden goodbye. My broken heart.

And the dirt that thudded over you to seal you in

forever. Continue reading →

The Killing of Dreams…(or Little Red Car)

2013/05/07 by mkhana

So I jumped into my little red car
and off I went. To save lives. I hoped.
The call had come in early. Before the sun had lifted up its vest.
Early. Before the rooster had sang the morning hymn.
The road to that place was horrid. As usual.
My little red car and I sped off as fast as we could.
Flying over potholes and once-tarmacked roads.
The sun’s vest lifted slowly, it’s yellowness attacking the sky Continue reading →

Reggae Night (II)

2013/05/03 by mkhana

I walked in alone.

Unaccompanied.

Escorted only by vivid memories

of you, and echoes of your laughter.

The reggae enveloped me

and the beat stirred my heart.

I missed you then, more than my every day

I-miss-Attika swings…

With a ferocity that brought forth a spring Continue reading →

Public Health Wednesdays: Racism as a Public Health Issue.

2013/05/01 by mkhana

Since I am such a public health nut, it seems appropriate that I should turn my hump day around by sharing public health tidbits that I have discovered.

I thought this was pretty interesting. He covers some great material. I had never really heard of Mr Wise before, but he certainly has my attention.