His (God's)

𝓐𝓬𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓝𝓸𝓸𝔀𝓮 𝓒𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓪✨

[Cartoon Fun Club @cartunfunn]

Pink Panther never disappoints me again 😅

[Mari🇬🇪 @isaglob]

are we surprised chinese people started racially harassing mbappe when this is their kind of entertainment? did we all forget about them brutalizing black dolls for "stress relief"?

[FRANK Asiimwe @RubabindaJr]

Drip water indeed. Hon. Balaam @BalaamBarugahar please go slowly on medical issues, u're embarrassing urself & killing the patriotic spirit of the hard working medical workers.

Let Hon. @CHRISBARYOMUNS1 and @DianaAtwine do those inspections.

@TheUMAofficial can also help.

[FRANK Asiimwe @RubabindaJr]

Suspended for pocketing?

Hon @HanifahKawooya u're worse than Hon. @BalaamBarugahar and Hon. @JustineNameere combined.

The spirit in which these officers are operating boarders on a personal vendetta & unresolved personal conflict; not sure how much good comes out of this.

[ゆとりくん🍵(5892) @katap_yutori]

砂を足さなければ何も解決しない

[UgHistory @UGHistory256]

October 1969.

Manhattan, New York.

A zebra skin stretched across the floor.

An Andy Warhol Marilyn hung on the wall.

In this Sutton Place apartment, a Ugandan princess posed for Life magazine photographer Yale Joel.

She told the world: "My image is no longer that of a princess. I am a girl. A model."

The apartment was a curated statement, a physical manifestation of a woman defying every easy category.

The zebra skin was raw and African, its stark black-and-white pattern a bold declaration of heritage.

Beside it hung the Warhol Marilyn, neon and American, a symbol of celebrity culture and manufactured glamour.

Princess Elizabeth of Toro stood at the centre of these two worlds, neither fully belonging to one nor the other, and somehow commanding both.

Yale Joel had photographed presidents and movie stars, but this assignment was different.

His subject was a Cambridge-educated lawyer, the first female barrister in East Africa.

She had also graced the covers of Vogue and Harper's Bazaar.

She was a princess whose family had been dethroned by Obote, a royal without a kingdom, a woman navigating multiple identities with the same deliberate grace she now brought to Joel's lens.

The resulting portrait is one of quiet, deliberate power.

She is not simply a model on display; she is the curator of her own image.

Her posture is poised, her gaze unyielding.

The Warhol behind her echoed her own paradox, admired and exoticised, yet possessing a gravity that resisted mere spectacle.

The zebra skin beneath her feet grounded her in the continent that had shaped her, even as she stood in the heart of Manhattan.

Then came the caption that would define the moment.

"My image is no longer that of a princess," she told Life magazine. "I am a girl. A model."

It was a radical act of self-definition.

She was stepping away from the title of princess, a role complicated by the turbulent politics that had seen her father dethroned.

By embracing the identity of a model, she was not diminishing herself.

She was reclaiming her narrative, asserting her right to be seen as a modern, self-made woman in control of her own destiny.

The photographs from that October afternoon became more than a fashion spread.

They captured a woman actively shaping her own identity, a princess who had traded a palace for a Manhattan apartment, a lawyer who had taken up modelling, a future Foreign Minister who was already learning the art of commanding a room.

In that Sutton Place apartment, surrounded by the symbols of her past and her present, Elizabeth Bagaya was already writing her own story.

Yale Joel's camera was there to capture it for posterity.

The zebra skin and the Warhol print told one story.

Her words told another.

Together, they created something far more powerful than either could alone: a woman who refused to be reduced to a single version of herself.

The princess was still there.

So was the lawyer.

So was the model.

And for one October afternoon in New York, Elizabeth Bagaaya was all of them at once, and none of them alone.

#Ughistory #TooroKingdom @ObukamaBwaTooro

[Nithya Shri @Nithya_Shrii]

I fell in love with this sentence:
“Forgive yourself for not knowing earlier what only time could teach.”

[His (God's) @ceeeeeeee__]

@marvin_lule68 Thank you Marvin!😇

[‏ً @omgsidewalks]

people need to understand that even if you're genuinely sorry, you still have to deal with the consequences

[Whemïmor @hy_wemmy]

Smelling good actually makes you more attractive.

[Ja Leto @_falsi1ke]

I repeat, most of your friends are not your friends.

[Nyandia Gachago, ACIM @Nyandia_G]

Stay away from people who belittle you ‘jokingly’

[Spencer @spencer_raz]

@SirDavidBent There’s nothing like unconditional love
Even your parents love you because you’re their child
No. One loves you unconditionally

[His (God's) @ceeeeeeee__]

Elderly abuse isn't talked about but it also exists (alot).It must be horrible for you to already feel like you're in the evening of your life,feel like you have nothing more to offer the world, feel useless,with nothing more to look forward to and someone makes it a living hell.

[Ajibola @4jibola]

sleeping so you don't have to think about certain things >>>

[His (God's) @ceeeeeeee__]

@marvinagoori I've been okay , thank you.

[His (God's) @ceeeeeeee__]

When they're well mannered and jolly.

[His (God's) @ceeeeeeee__]

Extrovert babies(toddlers) are amazing

[His (God's) @ceeeeeeee__]

@ClaverMugisha 😂😂😂release me

[His (God's) @ceeeeeeee__]

@marvinagoori 😭😂you don't forget huh...

[His (God's) @ceeeeeeee__]

@kajigaijo Exactlyyyy

[His (God's) @ceeeeeeee__]

Extrovert babies(toddlers) are amazing