When my family lived in Surulere, a Lagos residential area, Mama Simi was our hookup. She was the one woman my mum trusted to braid mine and my sisters’ hair. So early on Saturday mornings, my mum would load us into the car and drop us off at Aguda market and then she would attend to her shopping.
Our Blog Contributor, Ataisi Iris, shares her childhood Saturday morning experiences of getting her hair braided at a Nigerian market. Read on to hear her unique perspective.
I think that style is a lot like going to the grocery store. You’ve got the ready-to-eat meals in the hot foods section and then you have the aisles full of ingredients to create meals of your own. Sometimes it’s good to take inspiration from the ‘ready-to-eat meals’, but ultimately you are the only you there is so you should go find your unique flavours in the many food aisles. MAKE your own spice mix, boo! And feel free to add and modify your ingredients as often as you’d like to - regardless of what is said about you.
Our Blog Contributor, Joy, offers her personal insight as well as practical tips on finding confidence in your sense of style. Check it out to hear what she has to say!
"I don’t know about you but ten years ago I was an almost-hot mess. I had a naive optimism about the world, a quick temper, a sharp tongue, and wild, frequently unkempt hair."
We asked 40 other women what advice they would give themselves ten years ago. Read what they had to say!
Isn’t it funny how so many women that we walk past on the street, coffee shops, department store lineups, buses, grocery stores, and restaurants hold deep secrets? Secrets of past (or current) abuse, secrets of insecurities, secrets of life tragedies countless secrets that we will never know. The thing about secrets is that they weigh us down with unnecessary burdens. So as an ode to a weight lifted, here is one of mine...
Our Blog Contributor, Elizabeth Peprah shares a beautiful and empowering poem about the secrets that haunt Black women in this blog post.