Giafa!

That means "Beautiful" in the local Arabic. And today, I was feeling rather "giafa" in my new dress! Our friend Sunday brought us to her tailor last weekend, and today we got to pick up the finished product. I feel a bit like an African princess in it, I must admit. It really fits well and is, well, rather flattering, if I do say so myself. Everyone agreed that it's a "slimming" fit (in other words, I look pretty fat in everything else I wear around here :) ) And I can still run and jump rope in it, which are important features of any dress.

Of course, Grace took the picture just after I had come out of the shower, so my hair was a little funny. That brings up another funny point - every morning when I have a shower, of course, my wet hair is plastered down to my head, and hasn't had a chance to wing out everywhere yet. And every morning, without fail, Vicky and Sunday tell me how beautiful my wet plastered hair looks. I think they can't quite understand that it's wet and that it won't stay like that all day!

Back to the dress - it's so pretty and fits so well that I'm quite tempted to go get another made just like it... with a different pattern, of course :) So far, this kind of printed "wax" material that they make dresses out of, is the only thing that we've found which is cheaper here than it is anywhere else in East Africa! I think it's because it comes from Congo, and we're much closer to Congo here than other East African countries... plus, I think they haven't quite gotten the systems for import/customs squared away with that side of the border yet. So we're stocking up on fabric while it's still cheap!