Kanyindo's Random Ramblings

I remember being super-excited the day my little  brother was born. I had a real-life baby to play with! I still loved my doll  Esmerelda, handed down to me from my big sister  Kaine. I loved that doll because I had coveted her for  sooooo long, with her beautiful hair, and her gorgeous eyes with REAL LASHES that opened and closed depending on the precarious angle at which I held her head (I spent many a happy hour tilting her head back and forth, amazed at how her eyes opened and closed LIKE A REAL BABY!!).   What made Esmerelda all the more special is that she was a black baby doll- I could legitimately tie her to my back, as I’d seen so many of my aunties do, and claim her as MY child.  Not for me the complexities of strapping a white Barbie doll to my back and telling people this was my baby (although I did love my Barbies. Dressing them was a blast. Cutting up bits of my mother’s dresses to add to the Siima Barbie Clothing Line was a...

So, my posterous account decided to act a fool and I found myself here. My first few posts are going to be old ones, just so I can archive them in one place.  Fingers-crossed, these blogger chaps won't let me down. Here goes...