to be African, to be Woman, to be Creative, to be Fashionable, to be Intelligible, to be be IMARA

imara by Mshana

This is the canvas and the pages on which I curate and display the life I wish to create for myself and other liminal hu-women like myself. I explore here my passion for fashion, present my literally inspired visual arts, write my visual arts inspired written works, share my linguistics, travel diaries, show my finding comfort in food, and heck, whatever else I feel like... Welcome and enjoy!

Home missing

moving back to South Africa

Hawaii Beach Ununio, Dar es Salaam

Hawaii Beach Ununio, Dar es Salaam

By the time you are reading this, I must be on the plane to Cape Town already. I am moving. Again! I am not complaining... how can I? I chose this. However, that doesn't make it any less painful. Moving is scary and very unsettling, especially when you are moving from places you love. I love home and I love being home. The more I go the more I long to come back. I am telling myself, "it’s gonna be okay Bernie, you have done this before...6 times". Yet, I am here tearing up. I guess you just never get used to leaving. 


I don’t get to come home often. The plane ticket prices are unbelievable and I am too much of a “poor African child” to be coming home too often. The only reason I get to move a lot is because of school. I chose to spend my third year in University doing two study abroad programs. I recently completed my first semester in France and now, I am off to finish Junior year at the shores of Cape Town. I am excited to see what the semester brings and can’t wait to share all the growth, challenges and adventures. 

Are you also in Uni? Are you doing or contemplating a semester abroad? Have you done a semester abroad? Comment below, I would really love to know.