Clothing Etiquette

The style of a man’s clothes grows out of the style of the man himself, as an individual, rather than the other way around. A man has to understand himself before he can understand his style.

People’s lives having changed, and there being less rigor in dress, people feel more free not to follow the customs that existed once upon a time. Everything is – don’t misunderstand me, but – a little more vulgar. Because unfortunately, often when one goes beyond some form of rigor, one ends up in the ridiculous, the obvious, and the banal.

For a woman, one day she wears something, the next day she throws it out. For men instead, some things remain. Things that are chosen with care.

“Clothes make the man. Naked people have little or no influence on society.” 
~ Mark Twain

Boys of Soweto steez

Kasi etiquette

 “Wearing the correct dress for any occasion is a matter of good manners.”

~Loretta Young 

“Good clothes open all doors.” 
~Thomas Fuller 

There are many different ways to categorise casual wear. The first is Casual outfits and for men this would mean some type of sports clothing or jean on jean that would fit in well with a braai or any chilled day out. Dressy casual means that the men will have on, trousers either long or short as well as a collared shirt and your choice of tie or without tie.

Men have separate rules for clothing then women do, there really is a such thing as Clothing Etiquette For Men. When men have an appropriate wardrobe they will feel more powerful and they sense of self-development and self worth will progress. Men appreciate their public image and by dressing the part, it can really make or break a business deal or even a dinner date.

“Clothes conceal the body, but more often reveal the soul.” 

~Unknown

My favourite shoes. If you from Kasi you have to own a pair of chuck Taylors and best kill it with you outfit.  

Formal wear is mainly suggested for sophisticated events even on normal random days its accpeted, but preferable for social events, meetings, work depending on which career, weddings, dinner, dance etc. The dress code is mainly a suit - trousers, shirt, tie, blazer and genuine shoes, obviously with a combination of whatever colours you prefer and tailored cuts.

When I'm done with my degree this is what I'll be wearing often. Lol, I dont mind though.

My type of clothing. Just a slight preview on my type clothing that I would wear any day. I just have a thing for these type of designs and style I definitely I adore it.

“The apparel oft proclaims the man.” 
~William Shakespeare

Addiction

Heroin, wine, weed, hooked, 

addicted, addiction

She was born into a world that only had bad news
started off good but later on came the blues
tapped her arm for the boy now she had no worries
until that day came and her vision got blurried
couldn't see the effects of the monkey she had carried
no lookin' back now she dependin' on him daily 

I feel for her through my pen she resurrected
the devil had a hold on her soul she couldn't shake it
back and forth she struggled wit the rope but never made it
credit cards check scams was real she couldn't fake it
dope man was callin' so she had to get the paper

NEGLECTED YOUNG MOTHER addicted to the dope
HARDTIMES, COLD WORLD addicted to the liquor
THE PAIN, THE STRUGGLE addicted to the weed

THE STORY GETS DEEPER AS WE PROCEED

heroin, wine, weed hooked
addicted, addiction

next up is a man that she met during her struggle
she fell in love wit him he already loved the bottle
thunderbird kept him on tilt yeah he escape
from amateur to wino everyday drownin' his pain
his pops was never there so the streets had him stressed
gang wars poverty the ghetto never rest
basketball, football, baseball he did it all
caught up in the wrong yo he could have been a superstar

damn

streets grabbed him man he couldn't take it 
the bottle was his lover every night they got naked

Heroin, wine, weed, hooked 

dope fiend, alcoholic, brain cells cooked

escapin' your environment
jobs ain't hirin'
if your colour is black
that's a natural fact
step outside the box so you can get yourself goin'

stay patient, never rush
keep your mask on
sit back observe never show all your cards
two addicts perfect marriage they would bring forth another
shakin' while they was lovin' they created a youngin'
next in the line of addicts unless his strong enough to break 'em
the chains that held him down never escapin'

he started with the liquor next up was the weed
snorted a little coke but he kept his nose clean
popped a few pills but he never got ill
survival of the fit man I am the real deal

heroin, wine, weed, hooked
addicted, addiction

Addiction © 
By Richard L. Ramson Jr.

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A.N.C corrupt bureaucrats

African National Congress a political party dominating South Africa.

Newly elected members of parliament are lectured that they must vote as the party dictates and forget about serving their electorate.

Candidates are chosen by the African National Congress (A.N.C), and not by the people. The public votes for ANC because their say there is no better alternative. They will not vote for the Democratic Alliances (D.A) or any party lead by a white person regardless of some blacks been part of the party, they will not vote for them because my fellow countryman are naïve and fear that the past will repeat itself. There are other political parties with intellectual black brothers who strive to do right but the mass fails to recognise.

Democratic Alliances and its supporters.

They rather have an uneducated black brother with no certificate of any literacy, to be they leader. Regardless of mischievous directions and slow progress as long as they don’t live the horrors of the inhumane past as a KAFFIR. They feel like they obliged to vote for the ANC because it freed them from apartheid but the ANC then and the ANC now is totally different. The purpose has being lost.

Jacob Zuma ANC president . The brother leading the nation.

I emphasis on D.A because its the second leading political party, not that the other parties don't matter but D.A have better chances of defeating the ANC and it happens that its lead by a white person. Don't assume that I support it. Who I support is not really important now.

During the 1976 Soweto uprising the learners of Southern western townships and other parts of South Africa fought for our rights. The youth of today still celebrates that commitment with sincere heart because we or should I say some of us recognize the sacrifice. I appreciate the fight for freedom otherwise I would be living in oppression. Living in freedom gave my generation a more theoretical point of view, we learned from the past to prevent it from happening in the future, black people should not live in bitterness, our past should make us better people. 

The past made us better people.

Only if the walls could talk.

Please do not assume that the new generation does not know what is good for the democracy, we do know what’s good for us and right now I can stand tall and I tell you that the ANC have lost their main purpose and direction for this country and democracy. 

Money has blinded the political members.

“The day will come when we will pray for the downfall of this government. I am warning you!” – Archbishop Desmond Tutu

Politicians and highly paid public servants are increasing their own salaries, while cutting the benefits of the poor. The public votes for ANC because they are deceived that smaller parties or independents will not have any influence. Large corrupt parties have more money to advertise with, to deceive people into believing that there is no better alternative. They surely too comfortable now. Many people are dissatisfied with the government but they still vote for them.

In progress!

An African woman

The Black woman. Her golden brown skin, large full lips and dreamy eyes. The wavy lines of her course dark hair, hips strong enough to birth a nation. Art of nation is in awe of a commanding presence in the jungle we call Life.

Her hair, eyes & lips.

Modern face of a African Black woman.

Her hips.

Her abilities of rising a nation.

Her knowledge.