About My Very First Thong

Purple lace thong

Do you remember your very first thong? I remember mine very clearly. I don't remember where I bought it from, but it was purple, and it was made of lace. I was about 18 0r 19, so my mom didn't know of the thong. I don't know what your mom was/is like, but my mom would have never approved of me owning a thong at that age. It was my one and only thong, so I loved it - as you can imagine. It was during this time that I learned - thanks to my friends - that I had a little booty behind me, so I was Continue Reading

Being Nigerian: The Sex Tape Edition


Do you watch Scandal? This episode is inspired by Scandal. Well, during the episode, Like Father, Like Daughter (Season 4, Episode 4), the President's daughter, Karen filmed a sex tape with two boys. When her father found out, he wanted to know if she was forced, if she was raped, etc. She confidently said that she was not raped, and that she was alert the entire time and knew what she was doing. But when she spoke to her mom, her mom said (I'm paraphrasing) that she understood why she made the Continue Reading

Conversations With An American Boy: About The Kidnaps In Nigeria


Living in a foreign land can be very very confusing. It can make you question every single thing you thought you knew. All your beliefs and values, they become unraveled, and all of a sudden, you're wondering how long you have been so ignorant. Or is this new foreign land just making you think you have been ignorant? Remember when I blogged about my conversation with my Vietnamese friend? By the way, I need to blog the second part of that conversation. I mentioned in the post about children Continue Reading

The Case Of The Missing Vaseline

My dearly beloved Vaseline

First of all, if you're not Nigerian (or not African), then let me explain that yes, I know that what I am blogging about is called petroleum jelly and Vaseline is actually the brand, but as a Nigerian, I [we] call it Vaseline. Ehen, so I know I have mentioned somewhere on this blog about my obsession with glossing my lips (which is why I wake up in the morning with shiny lips). Whether it's lip balm, or lip gloss, or just good ol' "Vaseline," what matters is that my lips aren't chapped. In my Continue Reading

Happy Birthday To The Love Of My Life, Igwe


It's Igwe's birthday. Woot, woot!!! I think I had a post in my head, but now that I'm sitting in front of the computer, I don't know what to write. I'm just very grateful that Igwe's birthday is here again. I'm grateful to God for keeping him, for watching over him, for protecting him, for blessing and favoring him. The past year has been tough, but again, thank God for favor. I got Igwe some gifts that I know he will just LOVE. I hid them, but not too much because remember Igwe never Continue Reading

What I Wore To Girls’ Night Out


I recently went to girls' night out with Solachi, Funmie, Ibukun, and Tim, but that's not the girls' night out I'm talking about. I had another girls' night out with another group of girls. This one was with my work friends, Lisa, Tasha, Jemela, and Jennifer. Coincidentally, we had it at TGIF, too. No, I didn't pick the venue. As a matter of fact, it's mere coincidence that I have gone to TGIF twice in such short time. It happened on Saturday. We talked about how most of us are pretty much Continue Reading

Conversations With My Vietnamese Friend – Part 1

Vietnamese Friend

One thing I have always loved is learning about other people and their culture. I love talking with people who are not like me and finding things out that I probably would have never known. Yes, we can get information from text books and Wikipedia, but it cannot be compared to hearing it from the horse's mouth. Even within Nigeria, it's unfortunate how little we know about each other, except the stereotypes. I'm not saying the stereotypes are necessarily wrong, but they might be exaggerated, and Continue Reading

My Weekend Recount: Faith’s Wedding In Pictures

At last, a picture of Faith and her husband

This weekend, like all weekends, went by so fast. In addition to that, I was so busy. Doing my hair for two days took a chunk out of my time. I didn't even get my nails done till Saturday. I usually do it on Thursdays because everyone else is there on Friday and Saturday. In case you haven't seen it yet, here's my post about what I wore to the wedding, and here's my post about how I did my hair AND how my hair got me Chinedu's number --- technically. Friday: I attended a stage play in the Continue Reading

Thanks To My Hair, Chinedu Wants My Number


Remember when I went to Faith's wedding? Of course, you remember, the post went up only yesterday. Thank you for the compliments on the hair. I have received so many compliments on and offline. Just yesterday, someone said to me, "Oh, you finally decided to wear your hair down, it's beautiful." She thought it was my natural hair, and I just couldn't break her heart by telling her the truth. Ha! Okay, so my hair was done via crochet braiding, and it was done by my sister-in-law, Nyambe. She's Continue Reading

He Said He Wants To Marry Me

Chiwetel Ejiofor: He's not the one who wants to marry me, but I need a picture to associate with this post ... plus a girl can dream, no?

I was speaking to my mommy yesterday and she told me that an interesting thing happened. I asked her what it was and she told me that a man from Umunze (I think it's in Anambra) came to speak to her. He told her that his very good friend wants to marry me. I didn't hear what my mom said, or maybe I didn't want to believe that I heard what she said, so I kept asking, "He wants to marry who?" I asked her this question four times until  mom was practically screaming, "You!" She repeated, "He wants Continue Reading