You know how people say, “social media isn’t for everyone”? I’m really one of those people. If it wasn’t for the overwhelming feeling to want to share what I’ve been making, or share the random thoughts I sometimes have, nobody would ever know I existed. Yet despite this “overwhelming feeling” (I am too scared to say love) there is something about that app that doesn’t sit right in my spirit. Not if, but when Maybe this was just me, but did you ever come across people on your timeline, who seem like they have it all together, or are extremely skilled at what they do, and just say “damn… I…

Living in this time we are faced with so much pressure to perform. To be graduated at a certain age, to have a prestigious job, to be successful. And now with social media, with the beautiful price of $0 you can get an additional pressure to constantly fit trends and beauty standards. Like damn, it can get so overwhelming.....

As I make small steps towards my dream life, I never realized how much emotional intelligence is required to succeed in a project. When thinking of terms like success or endurance, I always defined it as pushing yourself to the limit, exerting yourself and your body, all-nighters, but it’s not true at all. There is a lot of patience involved, a lot of moments of nothing happening. The process requires you to be a lot calmer & calculated for you to do well.   One tip I heard that I really have been trying to implement is the concept of detaching yourself from your ideas. Meaning not defining yourself or your…

I don’t cry a lot (a complete lie), but the last time someone made me cry it was over the stupidest thing ever. A question. Yes, my friend, a question. An innocent one too.

You guys I really really love this bag. I bought it a couple of years ago, and when I say I got roasted for it… lawd, I really did. Deep down I enjoyed the attention, but besides that, I think the reason this bag made me so happy (besides the fact that it’s cute) was because it was one of the first things I added to my closet that reminded me of me. And I don’t mean ‘me’ as in who I was- but the version of me I had in my head. I hope you understand what I mean. I think all of us, at one point, had this…

Just came back from Xamar recently, My little niece hid a shilling in my bag lol, so I thought to customize my case to keep it with me to remind myself the lessons I learned on this trip. Pretty simple, just laminated the money with clear tape (ghetto) and used gorilla glue to attach. (Loooool dawg I picked the toughest glue I could find at Home Depot I have no idea why??? It was stuck on my hands for weeks) My trip showed me a beautiful sight- the war is ending, my people are rebuilding, the rest of Africa is blooming. What a time to be alive. I’m excited for…