Popular places in the Lagos market.

This is the last part of the series I started on the Lagos market some weeks ago praaaaiisssee master Jesus. In this post am going to share names ofΒ  popular plazas, streets and closes in the Lagos market and what you can find there in case you can’t get a guide. Here you go; Daddy…… Continue reading Popular places in the Lagos market.

Things to know when going to the Lagos market.

I started this series last weekΒ  and this is part two *like a Yoruba/Nollywood movie*. These are some things you should know when going to the Lagos market. Don’t be afraid or bothered it’s a place with a beehive of activities 😁. So here we go: Make a shopping list: Do this or you will…… Continue reading Things to know when going to the Lagos market.

Gold on the streets of Lagos market.Β 

My entry into the corporate world has made me change my wardrobe drastically from mostly casual to corporate casual/ formal clothing. As a self acclaimed big girl I started buying clothes from boutiques but I realized that my account was always going red and bae; my ultimate financial advisor kept fighting with me and making…… Continue reading Gold on the streets of Lagos market.Β 

Lessons learnt…

I never have a knack for online contest/competition but there was this very one I entered. A wig was on display as the first prize and I really wanted it so I went for it. I entered the competition and started soliciting for votes *omo that thing is not easy*. It took a long week…… Continue reading Lessons learnt…

Does it really matter???

Lagos just has a way of feeding you with stressful impulse without trying to hurt you. I really wanted to be home, throw my shoes in different directions, have a good meal, have my bath and sleep. I got to the bus stop, to begin another cycle of stress. Lagos in case you don’t know…… Continue reading Does it really matter???

Taste of failure

You might have mixed feelings reading this post but yes am writing about this. I can boldly say to a very large extent I haven’t experienced failing at anything. I dread it with passion and success or nothing is my aim. But then, this one time came and I failed, yes I did. It hurts…… Continue reading Taste of failure

Gloomy day.

The sound system was playing loud sombre music from a part of my crib as I approached home from another blood draining day at work. The traffic these days has made me so unaware of those little things around, I always just want to get into bed as fast as possible every day, to cool…… Continue reading Gloomy day.