The meeting of namesakes

I am officially going to meet another young woman who bears the same name as me for the very first time in my life. She is Imelda's niece and she just happens to work in Harlem. She is younger than me- by roughly 3 years, but her Aunty thinks a whole lot of her.

We will meet at a cafe nearby me in central Harlem. I will take my camera, which has fast become my traveling ally- replacing my need to carry a handbag. I used to walk around college with my camera as my constant neck jewellery. Now it goes on top of funky beaded necklaces and scarves.

I quite like the fashion of the cold, new york style. Maybe it's because my entire life has been filled with summers but there is just something awfully cool and chic about the mix match of layering. It's the fierceness of fashion biting through the bitter cold: if you have to cover up to face the cold, you might as well do it in style.

I wish I could go downtown Manhattan for more stylish people pics.