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[Di Time] Blogger of fashion, Poetry and pretty much everything i love...(like African Hair) About me: /simply complicated...DO NOT ATTEMPT to understand me/its better if you don't understand/WARNING: ATTEMPTS to understanding me are STRICTLY PROHIBITED/

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“Life went on without you. Of course, it did. Of course, it does. It was just an ending, not the end.”

— Lang Leav

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  Undefined Defined: Picture a candle burning in the open on a calm day, who knows when the wind will blow it off. The longer it burns, the more its wax gets attached to whatever’s supporting it. If you feel like the candle in a relationship, go burn elsewhere before load shedding is over and your partner blows you off because he needs you no more now that his lights are back on. Moral of this blog is to define your relationship. Failure to which, and end must be put to it (bearing in mind the end of you is the beginning of something new and much better for you deserve better).

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It’s a pandemic now and this still applies #period

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“well maintained African hair is the most Beautiful effort an African can put…(knowing how stubborn putting up with it is)….”

— Diana Kemunto

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Tribal twenties range by Botocy

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The Weather Forecast...

Tear drops (Before I met you)

They filled up the wells of my eyes.

Pain inscribed, but didn’t want to cry.

Rain outside, so the sun didn’t shine

moody weather…kinder matched mine.

Rainbow of hope (when I met you)

Rainbow in the sky…its drizzled

Sudden warmth in my heart…and the rain was gone

how i got kissed by the ray of the sun.

Weather changed…my spirits got lifted too.

Smiley Sun (Getting to know you)

Greatest weather! The sun shined bright

had just pulled though a storm.

Wells of my eyes completely dried out.

Weather forecast…bright and sunny conditions

… With smiles all day.

Cloudy nine (what you do to me)

I’m high above…it’s all convectional

It started when you lifted my spirits.

Now I’m sitting up there…up on the clouds.

and I won’t fall…not just yet.

Windy conditions (how You blew me away)

Strong winds blew from the South.

making my Clouds move northwards.

Held on and didn’t let my cloud fall.

Not until it got to the North.

Global warming (After I met you)

Cloud nine…at the North Pole.

I think I’m fell for you.

It was as cold as ice up north…no sun

But I’m still melted…like an ice berg.

…it’s that warm inner feeling i always felt.

Its you.xxx

Diana Kemunto

16.09.10

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My life (Inspirational)

When life is a Journey,

It has its own ups and downs,

With corners in all the weird places.

I hold the key to my life and so do you.

In my life, I am my everything.

I am the driver, the passenger and the ride…

So the journey goes on.

When life is a movie,

It has its own happy and sad moments that…

Bring a tear to the eye when least expected.

I hold the script to my life and so do you.

In my life, I am my everything.

I am the director, the cast and the show…

So the movie goes on.

When life is a novel,

It has its own chapters full of thrill that…

Keeps you reading.

I hold the bookmark to my life and so do you.

In my life, I am my everything.

I am the author, the publisher and the plot…

So the story goes on.

 Diana Kemunto

2006

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Kinky is tha ish

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Enjoy the adventure of Botswana served by Self taught artist Thabiso Tsholofelo.

Bio: Born in 1984 and realized his talent while in secondary school.

Artwork: handprints inspired by nature.

Base:     Thapong Visual Arts Center

                www.thapongartscentre.org

Email: [email protected]

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Spilled ink...

Ink just spilled forming blots of emotion on my page.

My heart throb guides my pen through the page.

Each blot, a symbol of each beat skipped…

Missed a beat... So my heart retunes

Sturdy thuds to the pace of my pen….

One word per thump… Steady rate of ink flow…

I spilled ink and made art on my page…

Word by word a poem born out of my spill

Emotions flowing in synchrony to the ink ….

Spilled ink…

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Beauty runs the family...Mini me at FashionWeekBotswana2011...

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streetetiquette:

[Street Etiquette Update] - Fashion Week Etiquette : London 

New layout

New post

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FWB'11

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FWB'11

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Fashion week Botswana 2011: Taibo Bacar collection

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Fashion week Botswana: Taibo Bacar collection

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Fashion Week Botswana: Colour in the desert Models waiting to get on the runway