An African Countess' Blog

If like me, you have had someone mention to you in passing about how they paid $1500 for 5-yards of cloth for Aso ebi yes, in dollars, and yes, in Nigeria ; then like me also, you are permitted to let out a loud scoff when, on your way home from work, you heard some hawker say ‘6yards, N500’ in Oshodi. LOL… the first thing that came to my mind was “SIX YARDS!!! I can totally make 3 gorgeous outfits out of 6yards o. but N500???? No be only wash hin go wash , It will tear to shreds before I even manage to get it to a tailor”. I like to be under-estimated! Yeah you heard me. Or well, you read me…lol. We were taught in high school, or even primary school to ‘never judge a book by its cover’ . But could you please raise your hand if you have ever judged a book by its cover, a movie by its title (Olympus has fallen was definitely a better movie than white house down, I’m sorry if you feel otherwise) , a man by his blings/rides/watches or lack of them, a woman by her laid edg...

Iyanuoluwani, I'm proud of the woman you're becoming. Spiritually, physically, financially, intellectually, dreams’ically , emotionally, psychologically, career’cally , relationships’cally … I'm oh so proud. I'm also glad you can proudly say "I'm the girl who God has helped". I do realise we don't speak to each other a lot in writing, so this is a bit awkward and so, I’ll just drive straight to the point: I often forget how pretty awesome I am. But don’t you ever forget how awesome  YOU  are. Be aware of your worth, your gifts and your strengths; constantly. You are a premium treat and you can't force everyone to have a fine taste, so even if one or two people ‘tend’ not to appreciate you, others do and you always should. Don't deny the world of your essence. Also remember you can never control what someone else does, you can only control your actions and reactions. You can be the very best, as in textbook perfect , but...

Some people simply ask far too many questions, almost taking on the role of prosecuting attorneys.  Some will almost ask you "yo! what is the circumference of your anus?". Oh yes! I was speaking to my dear friend and sister, Iyinoluwa recently and this issue of ' aproko questions' came up. So many people do not genuinely care that much about you, they just want to KNOW....such NOSEY people piss me off. I have absolutely no problem with telling you my age, how I slept, how much I earn, if I save/invest, if I'm single or not, where I'm from, the gods we worship there, which Adeboye I am, how old my father is, etc. on a first meeting... but aren't there more intelligent stuff we could talk about? I had to show one my birth certificate recently. The guy shock ! LOL. He met me where I'd gone to register for a professional exam so I had my credentials with me. As soon as he asked, I just  showed him, and said "what now?". Because even i...

Hmmmmnnnnn........... Children. The good Book says that blessed is the one that has his quiver full of them; but do you really want to have a quiver? Am I going to be cheesy and post pictures of my children on social media and scream out how much I love them? Damn right! Lol. Am I going to drool all over recounting their babyhood and all that? Nah! However, I am going to pray for them. I am going to shout to heavens to please grant me wisdom and understanding of the times in order to bring them up right in the fear of God and morally upright.  Happy Children’s Day to the ones who gave me the title “Mother”. May your days be long and happy, seasoned with sweetness and garnished with joy. May God grant me the grace to bring you up right in His knowledge and faith. And happy children’s day to me too as I send a loving shout out to my parents.

First, I wanna seize this opportunity to make a hefty shout out to my friends at Urban Dictionary for making my week *fist bump to the team* ... I thank God, my friends and family for their unending support. Thank you Solomon for drawing my attention to this earth-shaking, ground-breaking discovery *sniff* I dedicate *whatever this is* to everyone hustling (*cues music* everyday I’m hustlin’…) , I never hesperredit ... Go   here  to know what all this   'stories that touch'   is all about... (LOL) and for those who have been wondering what Priscilla means, go   here , and  here . I know it generally means 'ancient' (that is,  belonging to the good old times... little wonder ) , 'worthy' or 'venerable'.   Ahmean ... show some respect, people *pops collar*   (confession: I used to think it meant 'dutiful'...shhhhh) God knows who comes up with these things...LOL. But on a more serious note, I found out some of the things mentioned a...

LIVE THE VERY LIFE YOU LOVE. Oh how I love the Fast and Furious franchise! Well, I don't watch a lot of movies, so I don't have so many favourite ones... Oh how I love the cars, the races, the battles... I love how friends became 'family', I love how everyone gave his very best to every 'one last ride' ; even Roman ( the double Alpha/Joker ). Oh how I LOVED Paul. When his death was announced, it hit me as badly as it would have if I'd known him personally. So when the latest installment, Paul's last movie, was released, I deliberately didn't read reviews, I didn't even watch the trailer because I didn't want no spoilers . So, the first time I saw it, you can imagine that I watched every scene with trepidation, anticipating how Paul's character, Brian O'Conner, would be killed... Horatius Bonar (1808-1889) wrote these words : Fading away like the stars of the morning, Losing their light in the glorious sun— ...

YOU: "Errrrr...." I'm a girl, so you understand I know how difficult it is to choose. Most times when I have to choose, I don't (*lips sealed*) .  What I’m trying to say is that I know how hard it can be to figure out what exactly we want in life. Let me share an experience with you... At 21, (July 2013) I was fresh outta school   (young n fresh *wink* those who know, know..lol). I was 'hungry' .   Everything I did felt unsatisfying. I didn't understand what exactly was creating these feelings, or what I needed to do to change them. But  I can remember so vividly the feelings —anger, the emptiness, the yearning, the confusion, the lacking, and the depression. All fused together.  One day, with a nudge from my uncle, I read the book 'GOALS' and everything transformed for me. I got the boost I needed and decided to focus on creating purpose in my life by setting some precise and concise goals on where my life was heading. I ...