My truth

The truth sets you free they always say, but how often are we willing to share our truth. We shy away from being vulnerable because it’s a cold world and we cannot afford a moment of weakness. But in this cold world my truth has always kept me warm, covered parts of me I’ve always felt uncomfortable with, accentuated my figure whenever I felt like it and showed my long legs everytime the sun decided to shine.
My truth, the clothes I wear tell a tale of who I am, where I’ve been and where I’m headed. Thus I’m naked all the time before world for I wear my truth because I’m free. Pen and paper has always been my favourite form of expression but sometimes the ink runs out and all my pages are full but I can’t lie so I tell my truth elsewhere, my truth, the clothes I wear.
I look away if you insist on peering into the windows of my soul , I even shut my eyes if you insist on entering. I put on the biggest smile if you insist on knowing my pain and I can make you laugh till it hurts to make you forget yours. With so much truth already speaking for me it never makes sense why do I need to keep explaining myself to the world. So, I wear my latest boots I got on sale from h&m, my Levi’s corduroy I got from the thrift store at a bargain and my trench coat I got when I raided my mother’s closet when I went visiting last summer.
The streets I’ve walked know my name, necks have turned, eyes have widened, jaws have dropped but I’ve never missed a stride for I walk in truth. I’ve screamed at the world with my mouth shut and I’ve raised middle fingers with my hands inside the back pockets of my blue jeans. I’ve worn fishnet stockings to parties, walked in high heels in my mother’s kitchen, wore sneakers with a suit and I’m yet to even break more rules.
I’ve graced my walls with covers of vogue magazine, Naomi Campbell and the Versace girls and posters from Ralph Lauren’s 2020 summer spring collection. I’m yet to star on the cover of French vogue magazine, have dinner in New York with Naomi and the Versace girls and own a piece from Ralph Lauren’s 2020 summer collection.

Not only is this my beginning but this is a manifestation, join me in making it happen!