Hi everyone 🤍
My name is Faith Adebowale, and I run Faith’s Thrift Store 🛍️
I’m applying for a TikTok grant and also seeking financial support to grow my business 🥹
Please follow me on TikTok, engage, and tag @curvesnspices.
The link: https://t.co/pcSZkOgCa1
Thank you 🤍✨
I made a video yesterday about my brand and some of the challenges I go through building it.
Had a lot more to say but had to limit it to one minute because the grant I’m applying for said one minute.
I really hope I win, I need that money like crazyyy! .
go outside as much as you can
walking
genital meet and greet
spend time with friends
try something you’re not good at, get your brain busy
join a community
pick up a hobby
stop isolating yourself
journaling
touch grass, unironically
and most importantly, remember that your feelings are not facts
also, a good support system. i cannot overstate how important that is.
Call it entitlement if you want but if you’re talking about wanting and liking me then my birthday comes around and you don’t get me as much as a flower/cake or ANYTHING at all, I’ll lose interest.
The $1M conversation on Nigerian Twitter is funny because the first thing you should do when you come into money in bulk is to leave it. Pretend it doesn't exist for at least 3 months. Never jump into investing in anything you don't know very well. I am talking from experience.
Losing and gaining weight as a short person is so damn hilarious.
Small 4kg you gain will have you looking like you’re being compressed. Lose it too and it looks like the wind can easily blow you off 🤣
I don't want my man to know how to cook. Why should you be able to tell that I used ginger & garlic in my stew?
I want you to "depend" on me for your meals, without comparisons. I mean, noodles, yea.. but, a man making correct afang or moimoi? Oga, you go marry yourself oh😩😂
3 things i don’t like when talking to me. Don’t talk to me like I’m your child . Don’t talk to me like I’m suppose to be scared of you. And never try to talk to me like I’m stupid. I get HOT quick
IK Ogbonna has proven to be that friend that stays in both life and death. He was the one that collected Alex's body from the mortuary and took it home to Arochukwu.
I don't want to imagine what went through his mind during the journey.
Imagine talking and calling your once bubbly and energetic friend, and he won't answer. Like you will hail him and call him all those funny names you call each other, and all you will hear is silence.
Watching someone's loved ones go through the pain of mourning is the hardest thing I have ever witnessed.
The pain never leaves their heart; it is always everlasting.
Onwu diwe!!!💔
Rest in peace, Alex.
This is not the life you planned , but God knows the best for you..💔