OJO MARUN LO KU...

Hi darlings, I have valid reasons for being gone. I'm currently writing my law finals. If you're wondering what my title means, it's Yoruba (my language) for "5 more days to go" which is exactly how much time I have left. I truly cannot wait to be done with exams and have a month to enjoy myself. So please bear with me for the time being and keep me in your prayers. 

It's really one of those 'I can't be arsed days'. So I just threw on my most comfortable pair of jeans, a semi-loose tee, a blazer and heels. Yesterday was my photographer/homeboy/inherited younger brother's birthday and I just want to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOTA! 

OUTFIT DETAILS

Zara ceramic blazer // Zara Sandals // ASOS boyfriend jeans (Worn here * Love this) // Primark Tee and jewellery // Miss Selfridge Purse

"If God answered all your prayers, would the world look different or just your life?"

Lots of love,

JUST HAIR???

As I type this, I have a deep cut on my left thumb that prevents me from typing as fast as I'd like to. To be honest, I never really paid much attention or attached much importance to my left thumb until now. Until something drew my attention to it... 

And it made me wonder why do women pay so much attention to things that don't define them? Yes, this isn't really about my left thumb, it's about an unhealthy attachment to/obsession with hair. When a baby is born without hair, doctors don't pay much attention to that cause it will grow. When a baby is born without a thumb, now that arouses the doctor's curiosity.

Contrary to a lot of opinions, I am of the view that it's just hair. We have turned to a generation of hair whores. Natural vs Relaxed. Straight vs Curly. Short vs Long. Weaves vs No-Weaves. Good hair vs Bad hair. 

Don't get me wrong, I love changing up my hair style and I'm always telling my friends about a new regime I heard (lol). But I feel like we have let our hair define us. I never paid attention to the internal damage this hair obsession has done to us until someone very dear to me began to lose her hair due to an illness and I saw how it affected her confidence. Right there and then I realised that if I lost all my hair, I would be traumatized but thousands of people are losing their hair everyday to causes they can't control. We've hidden under "woman empowerment" to justify our obsession with hair. Are we really preaching woman empowerment when we fuss over our hair like it defines who we are. Does "beauty is skin-deep" not apply when it comes to our hair?

If you want to chop your hair off, start a healthy hair journey, go natural, wear 40" long weave or just 14", dye or bleach it...by all means, go ahead. But don't ever let your hair define you. Don't let it own your confidence...self worth. Don't let your hair own you! There's nothing wrong with talking about your hair. There's something wrong with letting your self-worth & confidence depend on the state of your hair...

Before you start fussing over your hair & giving orders on what others should do with their hair, think what message am I passing across to other women without hair? Am I empowering women or telling them that they are their hair? It's really just hair after all and you're more than what grows on your scalp. You're what grows within your heart.

India Arie sang it best when she sang about not being her hair

If you haven't, check out my recent post here

Lots of love,

When you finally find what's beautiful...

I always knew Easter wasn't about Easter eggs. I always knew it was about the life, death & resurrection of my Lord Jesus Christ. I couldn't hold back the tears reading about his death on Friday  All I kept thinking was he could have dealt with every single one of his attackers. He had that much power but He chose to sit it  out...to endure just to show me and you that He loves us so much. I'm so excited today that He rose again. He shows that death doesn't have the last word anymore. I bet the people thought once he died people would stop talking about Him, little did they know, it was just the beginning. Over 2000 years later, He is still been talked about and still brings joy and peace into my heart. oh, and it was not the nails that kept Him on the cross, it was LOVE that kept Him right there....

I love to play with different textures when I'm in the mood and I just loved the contrast my favourite skirt had with this pleather peplum. I wanted an ethnic feel so I added dashiki print sleeves to a vest I'm wearing on the inside and threw on my faux fur backwards because I'm a bit weird. But, who isn't?

GET IT HERE:
Missguided peplum top (Old) // Tap Designs Skirt // Ebay hi tops // Asos faux fur lapel

"God loves the world so much that He gave up His only Son, Jesus to die for us, so we never have to perish...once we accept His Son...His love, we are going to have everlasting life - John 3:16"

Lots of love,