After making her mark in the Cameroon fashion industry as a highly sought after model who has walked countless runways and featured in several high profiled magazines, Afor Tenye known as “Miss Tenye” channels her creativity from the runway to sketches that come to life through a sewing machine. Continue reading
I don’t know about you but these days I kind of feel like I’m strutting down the streets in slo’ Mo. You know like those models from a fancy perfume Ad or something! Why? Well honey that’s cause there’s never been a better time to be highly melanated than right now! Continue reading
…I choose these.
People often say “If your dreams don’t scare you, then they aren’t big enough”. Here’s a twist in that plot! Imbolo Mbue being a first time writer with a top chart novel success didn’t have such scary big dreams with regards to writing but her reality for sure shook the whole world up! In an interview to Vogue Magazine she says “I didn’t grow up thinking I would be a writer,” Imbolo Mbue says with a laugh. “I don’t think anyone in my hometown (Limbe,Cameroon) was a writer.” Continue reading
So according to my birth certificate, my mom and well…Facebook it’s my birthday today! I’m 26! Dauuuuuumm! TWENTY SIX! Saying it out loud freaks me the hell out (lol) because I’m behind the schedule my 7-year-old self drew up plus I’m African which means all my aunties probably think I have a serious problem because I still share the same surname with my dad! (Hey aunty, I’m fine! I hope you remember no one in the family has surpassed my O’ and A’ level results yet. Don’t my brains count for anything?) But here’s the best part : since my last birthday I’ve escaped death twice! (Don’t ask me how…I’ll go all churchy on you and well let’s just leave it at that) Continue reading
They say the best things in life are free. Just in case you need me to reiterate a few of these things…here you go: a smile, oxygen, a hug, a kiss, laughter, being grateful and a whole bunch of things that won’t cost a dime. People always get caught up in their lives and the unavoidable problems of life that they more often than not forget to be grateful for the basic things in life or count their blessings.
It was a cold evening in September 2015 in Yaoundé and I just sat there…staring at all that hair in the mirror. It was indeed lovely. Many people admired my long dark and thick hair. Every time I visit the hair salon someone must ask what village I come from and when I say “Bafut” the reply stays the same “No doubt you have a full head of hair”. Continue reading