Brain farts and shower thoughts taken straight from my various notebooks.

It's defiantly been over three years since the now deleted offensive content was first posted, in the hopes of "sparking conversation".

When I say that I feel like Ugly Betty, I'm not talking about looks. For one, Betty isn't ugly - she just doesn't assimilate to the...

So, 👉🏾👈🏾 hear me out! As of right now the fashion content is sitting in the Lookbook , waiting to be explored in order to trigger evolution. Today , It's a curation of outfits, styles, colour palettes and more that serve to inspire the viewer on how to put the things that they already own , together as well as inspo for how to build a future-proofed wardrobe. Tomorrow , I hope that it will be filled with my own photography of both established and the up and coming designe

In my teens no matter how hard I tried to avoid it, I kept walking into opportunities. When one door closed, before I knew it another had...

-!!Trigger Warning!!- Written at some point in 2016, my continued use of substances and reckless rebellion lead to contemplation on...

On a flight to Ivory Coast, via Casablanca, the notorious food options were presented: "Chicken or Beef?" . Soon after, I took my...

The doom scroll brought me here. Endlessly comparing my features to curated perfection and bearing witness to the bias that beauty buys...

I recently realised I’m not the domesticated woman I thought myself to be. It was brought to my attention pretty early on into my trip to Cote d’Ivoire, but this day that I will go on to document was confirmation of the fact.  The first moment I realised was when my aunty managed to cook an entire meal for six, on a one burner gas canister. Yes, I helped chop the onions and tomatoes, even stirred the pot a few times, but she was the one who knew  the exact amount of ingredien

Whilst on a flight to Abidjan, home to the 2024 African Cup of Nations, a breakout of chants and celebrations took place, initiated by...