Sometimes I think of my mum and imagine what she must have been like as a teenager. As a young woman. What had she liked? What did she get up to? Why did she make the decisions she did? What excited her? Did she like to play dress up, or did she bury her head
Master your money, Master your life. I’m not sure who said that, but truer words really have not been said. For the past three years, “Get my finances in order ” and achieve my personal finance goals was sitting comfortably at the top of my resolutions list, but I kept on procrastinating getting it done.
A Gratitude List I started writing this post on one of my good days. You know the type where there’s nothing particularly joyous happening but you’re sitting there feeling so content in and with yourself. So much that not even the madness that is Lagos and it’s traffic-filled roads can burst your bubble? That type
90s Fashion Trend Inspiration I’m a 90s kid through and through; I love my mom jeans, print shirts, oversized blazers… You name it, if it’s got a 90s fashion feel, you can definitely count me in. 90s fashion excites me. Growing up watching shows like the fresh prince of bel air and then re-watching it
And A Series Of Mirror Selfies There are a million and one excuses I could give for not being as present as I should be here. I could also say that things are about to change for the better, but would I really be speaking to anyone anymore? Gone are the days when people religiously
There are a million and one things to be said about these past few months. I couldn’t have envisioned most of the things that came with them but there they were anyway. Teaching me. Molding me. And sometimes breaking me apart. There was joy. The type that comes with congratulatory emails and reconnecting with old
I never thought that it would happen to me. It wasn’t a thing I thought about. Not even now that it has happened to me. It still isn’t a thing I think about. Because maybe thinking means realizing that life as I’ve always imagined it. Always expected it, might never eventually happen… What am I
A bit too late for a Valentine inspired post? I think not. Although if I’m being honest, I never intended to have a Valentine inspired post here. For some reason, I’ve never really been into “Vals/ Galentines day style inspiration posts”. Although I understand how super helpful they can be. But give me a good
Ah, January. Good Ol’ January. Finally gone with all its pretentious resolutions, fake deep motivational quotes and one million and one vision board parties. Not that I have anything against these things but I’m happy to be finally rid of them so I can live my messed up life without feeling judged or inadequate. haha
One thing I like about the New Year is the sense of newness that comes with it. That feeling of having a blank slate to rewrite my story and fix what needs fixing. Last year, I basically went with the flow. Of course, I had a couple of things I wanted to do but for