Recklessly authentic.
Let me not lie to you. When I started reading this book, I thought it had a slow start. But I kept reading nonetheless. Also, I frequently forgot to check the date of the chapter I was reading: 1999 or 2009? And so, I found myself getting a bit confused and having to go back and forth to remember what year the time machine of this book had taken me to. But that didn't last for long at all. Read More
Song: One More Night by Busy Signal First of all, I did not know that Busy Signal was so young! Judging from his voice, I just thought he was much older. This song is a rendition to English singer, Phil Collin's One More Night from his 1985 album, No Jacket Required. So technically, this song is 26 years old. Naturally, this song was a hit , and it was among the top ten favorites of that time. Back to Busy Signal. Prior to listening to his version, I already knew and loved Phil Collin's Read More
I've never really read a book like this. But when Ekene Onu gave me her book - even before it hit the market - I was honored [and giddy!]. After answering the question that the title of the book asks, "Can I Be Real?" I attacked the words, head on. Or eyes on. A book with 82 pages. It's not huge. You can read it all in one sitting, but the lessons, if you let them, will last forever. Ekene writes honestly and passionately in a way that makes her vulnerable, so that you can see right through Read More
I have been asked several times about how Mr. Shoes and I met. Until now, I have concealed that information, and by the time you're done reading, you'll understand why I have kept that information hidden. Why am I sharing the information now? Honestly, I don't know. Perhaps, it has something to do with my very good mood. I did, after all, just buy myself a new shirt today. Read More
I was at Funmie's house on Saturday to give her the pleasure of perming my hair. It had been almost six months since I last permed my hair. Now my hair is so thin and short, I can't stop touching it. I feel like I can count all its strands. The last time I washed my hair, it was so tangled that while I combed it, I could literally feel the hair pulling off the follicles on my scalp. Never again will I put myself through that. But I digress. While I was at Funmie's house, Ireti decided to make a Read More
