A diary of a young Black woman building her salon brand from Lagos to the world.
Hair, business, soft life, risks, lessons, burnout, wins.
The mistakes.The pressure.The art.The growth.
One day I’ll be a world renowned businesswoman.For now, you get to watch it happen in real time
I’m at a point where I don’t need to prove I’m a good person. My character speaks for me, and anyone committed to misunderstanding me can do so in peace.
Women can really be other women’s biggest problem sometimes. The moment things don’t go their way, it becomes hate, mockery and praying for another woman’s downfall. 😭 Na wa o. Learn to accept rejection, heal and move on.
All this “transparency,” threats, insults, tantrums and sending your friends to subtweet is completely unnecessary. It’s classless, shallow and painfully transparent. Just admit you’re hurt instead of disguising jealousy as morality.
Say it with your full fucking chest: “I’m still in love with this person and I’m hurt that they are choosing someone else publicly .” There. At least that’s honest.
Two people are in love, spending time together, and suddenly normal affection is being described like somebody is on a leash. The bitterness is doing overtime.
Baby girl is outside living, laughing and enjoying herself while people are screenshotting , running them through group chats and preparing subtweets. Baby, she’s not in the group chat. 😂
Being hurt because someone you were involved with fell in love with somebody else is one thing. Insulting them, calling them names and treating them like they’re beneath you because you’re hurt is another. 😭
Some of you really need to stop doing unpaid PR for your friends’ heartbreak. 😭
Subtweeting like they were personally served court papers. Please, free yourselves. 😂
Non-monogamy is so beautiful until your partner exercises the same freedom you exercised. Suddenly there are rules, ultimatums, insults and emotional blackmail. 😭
Imagine agreeing to a non-monogamous relationship, then getting jealous when your partner actually develops feelings for someone else. 😭 You wanted the freedom, just apparently not the consequences.