The Cigarette a.k.a Pencil pants came back with viral energy! I sit back sometimes and wonder if “boot cuts” were ever really the order of the day! but they were certainly! and we have history, google and places like pinterest to thank for preserving those memories!

So yes, I am guilty of owning maybe about a dozen or more pencil trousers (notice I didnt say Jeans #knowYourFashionVocabulary!) more than half of which are BLACK! and for the life of me, cannot explain why……Please please please, let me digress! I beg you! have you ever gone into a shop to buy a particular piece of clothing, and your’re ecstatic and all even when you know you own something similar! but you want it! cos the “DESIRE” for that outfit is as strong if not stronger than a pregnant woman’s cravingssssssssss!!! maybe the strategic lights in the store reflecting on the outfit are also doing you!!! but you dont know and cannot be bothered either! so you purchase it, take it home and its the 3rd or 4th of the same item you have! only “new this time” ……sigh!!! women! we shall never seize to amaze ourselves! but we’re still fab and a cant-do-without! thank you! lol

Back to my story…. I picked out this blue pair of Zara cigarette pants! Gators sharp like a razor, ankle style, with the right court shoes! Boy I felt like I was about to CONQUER!

And you can tell right? when a girl is just over the moon with  her outfit and how good she feels about her self! (cos looking good and feeling good are two different things, but when combined! Dang! Dang! Dang!)

So here I was, Miss Dewberry Strutting off and feeling all fly, greeting everyone in a high pitched…..”good morning”, cappuccino in hand, practising to perfection my cat walk on-the-go…..and there was just no putting me down that day! no way! no friggin’ way…..(oh well, so i thought……….)

I got into my seat, contagiously infecting everyone with my #HappyMood and not long after, the desk phone rang! It was a call from the MD’s Office, I was wanted to attend to something. Off i went in a swift! bright smiles, happy as ever, and yeah stealing a glance at my all so gator sharp ironed pants!  I walked in, got the files and proceeded to sort them, just at the next desk in the annex office, and as I swivelled in the chair (oh how I love those chairs that spin! even though I hated it for a second that day)….. I heard a sound!…………..

I was way too optimistic for my own good! I couldnt believe it! I didnt want to imagine it! My pants had ripped! waist to hip! it had got caught around the table area and the rest was history!

And just as I sat there in my dilemma for what felt like the longest 2 minutes ever! Guests walked in!!!!!

What do you think happened next?

Story closes in PART 2!

Stay Fab!