Fashion and Style

If anyone told you that there's nothing to do in Nairobi apart from eat, drink and work - they lied. Friday: I realise that there's a Sunday morning Zumba class at the Aga Khan Sports Club, and ambitiously decide to go. I invite a friend to go with me, because, duh, accountability + more fun. Saturday evening: 10 a.m. on a Sunday morning? Am I suuuuure I want to do this? I just jogged for 30 minutes, that's gotta count for something.  Saturday night: Okay, I just had Hashmi and wine. No excuses. We're doing this!!! Sunday morning, 9:55 a.m.: Just drove in. An hour of Zumba! YEAH!!! Sunday morning, 10:05 a.m.: This is awesome! I am going to ROCK this class. Nothing hurts! Jump higher? Sure!! Sunday morning, 10:10 a.m.: Okay, so maybe I'm a little more out of shape than I'd like to admit.  Sunday morning, 10:15 a.m.: Holy shit, how is she moving like that?! Is the human body even meant to be able to do that? Maybe I can try! Sunday morning, 10:16 a.m.: Okay, ow. D

No need to panic, dear readers, you haven't missed the big two five. Trust me, you'd have known! However, the truth is that it IS less than 2 months away - and I'm also celebrating 5 years of writing as the Kenyan Nomad this year! Evidently, 2017 looks like it's going to be wicked fun!! What have I been up to since we last spoke? I spent 2 weeks out of my 3 week vacation in the U.S. with my aunt and uncle, sisters, brothers-in-law, and adorable nieces and nephew. (Yes, my sisters are all grown up and have kids now. When did that happen?!) I had a great time (although it sucked that I wasn't able to see my friends), despite the rocky start that entailed me spending an unplanned night in Atlanta the day I flew in. Winter in flip flops... not as fun as it sounds! What happens when you take two toddlers and a baby to the tree at Rockefeller Some of you may remember last year's post  where I stated my intentions for 2016. Broadcasting these actually did keep me accou