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There was this movie I watched when I was little. I think the woman couldn't cook or something but she 6spontaneously decided to start a food blog for 30 days. Apparently, she had an highly demanding job that took most of her time and would always come back home very late at night. Even with … Continue reading Fail Fast.
Yo! So, the geh in the flannel shirt went to buy the buyables like Precioussss would say.. And as we all know, something will sha happen everytime. I tried to meld everything into one story even though they happened at different times.. Okay?? So, here's the gist.. I was about to enter the market … Continue reading The Ọjà Anecdote .
Akínyẹlé. Akínyẹlé o.. Akínyẹlé Ọmọ Jìnádù... Just as I heard at the market place. When you shout the name of your lover thrice with all passion, he would marry you.. Akínyẹlé, the young village lawyer, is my lover. He is incredibly handsome with his fine irùngbọ̀n that makes a male goat jealous.. His broad … Continue reading A K Í N Y Ẹ L É .
The wedding took place at the central mosque which is in the Emir's Palace at Ilorin.. I got married to..... *coughs* Yeah, I know. My zobo is not cold. 😂 I didn't get married biko. Mans single to stupor. I was just wearing Moyo's ring on her behalf and it ended up in the picture. … Continue reading Rings And Trips : A Travelogue.
So, the cohabitants of my room talked me into jogging. You don't want to hear what transpired between us.. You really don't want to.. My Nokia 'tonásóbẹ̀' alarm woke me up by 5:48am. I dressed up, wore my joggers and a tank top with my Skeechers Shape Ups Sneakers. Rule #1 : Never jog … Continue reading The Jogging Diary : Day One.
Today, I decided to knack my red midi pencil skirt.. I bought this skirt at Dùgbẹ̀ on one glorious day laidat o. I was tired of my regular pencil skirt that stayed above my knee. I sha bought this beautiful red something. I paired it with one black top with specks of white … Continue reading The Red Midi Pencil Skirt : A Non-Fiction.