Cooked Up Indoors in Denim

Do you halo??

So last week I wondered all the way to Jozi streets and as always I had this concrete plan on how I wanna take pictures and share pretty much every moment with you guys either via this blog planet or the social media pages but no ripe red grapes happened and I ended up spending most of my time indoors either getting turnt or cooking up hot salsas to cure a hangover.
Well my day one in Johustleburg could only be described as a throwback to my 2013 denim fetish, early in the day I stitched together this ensemble of all things denim.
Anyone who knows me either has asked me where I got my cropped denim jacket or straight-out asked to have it which is kinda weird considering that everyone knows how much I treasure my denim even though I've been going through the dark ages where I'm seen wearing anything but colour.
Oh and I just had to go through blogger struggle 101, not having anyone who can handle a camera well around so with my dear friend who was also a bit intoxicated I got to get these pictures which are anything but good if you're going to look at them on any photography diploma level yet the blurry effect just became a thing which I wanted to make a thing of in between things hashtag BlurredLines. Lets make that a thing in excuse of friends who have no photo-taking skills whatsoever.

With your cigarette stain lies..

Monochrome Days x Boys Through The Lens

Basically this is how wild fashionable boys roll when they're sent out in the city. These pictures were taken at Mxolisi Luke Mkhize's party which was both his birthday and the birthday of his label House of Saint Luke (HSL). The party was held at the warehouse kinda venue at Fuego. This party saw the launch of the fabSiya Ntini's first ever collection for his line named Ralph Tox (yes you are still to hear more about him and his line).

Here are just some of the pictures with your's truly all dressed in black, (and no! We did not plan the wide brimmed hats look) it was just as much of a surprise for each of us when we all bumped into each other. Trevor Ntombela of Rovertzn (in the glasses) opted for calling us the Jews for the night since we were already on our way there in all forms of fierce by the way.
These are just some of my favorite people in the fashion scene around DBN so in all honesty I totally didn't mind looking all so similar to them.

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