Tissu Addict

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My life revolves around clothes. Specifically finding the loudest patterns I can and bringing them to my tailor. Last weekend, after I found out I had 10,000 more CFAs then I thought I did, I went to the grande marche on a tissu hunt with my friends Ron, Sarah and Rachel. I`ve got a tissu lady I usually like to go to, but this time I decided to switch it up. After finding the tissu street, I went to work. It took a few stops, but eventually I found a great pattern littered with Rubik`s cubes and bright colors.

So I took it to my tailor, and although we don`t totally understand eachother, I could tell by the look on his face that he felt the same way I do, that men in this day and age can only dream of such audacity. This instinct was confirmed when I picked it up and he gave me some broderie as a gift. That man is an artist, and this bomba was a blank canvas for him to get his Van Gogh on.

Me randomly getting gifts is also a reoccuring theme. There was the button up shirt my dad gave me, the broderie from my tailor, and then my dad gave me 2 metres of tissu last night that was apparently from an uncle (2 metres=a shirt; 4 metres=a full outfit).

The other big news is that on Sunday I went to a funeral, or at least to the reception of a funeral. I would describe the scene there as similar to the wedding reception I went to, but with more alcohol and food. People were dancing, singing and having a good time. Best part of Beninese funerals? They give out souvenirs, apparently a tradition picked up from the Nigerians. I got a hand fan, but there are a bunch of different things that are often given out. For instance, my keychain is from a funeral like 2 years ago.

Other random occurences:
On Saturday we went visit one of my dad`s friends and I watched TV for the first time since I`ve been here. It was Nigerian professional basketball, and they were terrible. I think the score was like 11 to 6 after the first quarter.

I`ve reached the point where I find myself wishing I have rice for dinner, but it`s always pate blanche.

French keyboards suck.

That’s all for now, I’ll try to upload some photos next time.


Diana Michlitsch · July 26, 2013 at 10:59 pm

Hi,Brian! Love the blogs! But, what is a broderie? XOXO Auntie D

Paul and Kristine Huntsman · July 27, 2013 at 11:46 pm

Sounds like quite an adventure. We love getting updates on your blog. Stay safe and we’ll be back to read and hopefully see pictures later.

The Huntsman clan in Walla Walla, WA

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