My New Found love(s)

Posted by Lola on Friday, December 05, 2014 in Memoirs of Honiilols, non-fiction, Worth Blogging Experience | 6 comments

I'm in love.

God knows I tried not to get so attached but hey, what can a girl do especially one who loves beautiful things like yours dearest? How did I get to this point you ask me?

So last week(now about two weeks as this post ought to have been published since last week but my beautiful phone crashed and I lost the pictures*crying*), I rummaged my wardrobe for something to wear (I usually leave that decision till morning of d-day never prior, except on Sunday nights when I have a clear idea of what I will be wearing on Monday...the usual "Together we win" T-shirt). So I went on a testing spree trying different dresses. I love jackets by the way. I eventually settled on this rarely-worn black dress and needed an accessory to complement my look basically because I didn't wanna appear all black...another search that took me some precious 10 minutes but it was worth the while eventually as this was the look I got...

Day 2
I thought to wear my yellow dress and matched it with the very same neck piece...my newest found love *hehehehe* and it worked perfectly. Just a very very simple, inexpensive, unique looking piece o that had been in my jewellery box for monthssssssssss on end, unused and unloved. This would take me to another talk but I will try not to deviate too much, it goes to show that sometimes we are just blind to the people around us who look granted, maybe a lil rusty on the outside but we completely ignore them because we fail to peel the dusty exterior in order to catch a glimpse of the beautiful interior. Try a lil dusting and you may just find yourself loving that young man or young lady more than any other terribly attractive being around you. I have come to learn that the people we finally get hooked to are those who have been steady somewhat in our lives; neighbours we probably ignore; friends of friends whom we never say beyond "hello" to; Church members we run away from seconds after Sunday service; just name them. Okay enough, bottom line is SEE rather than just LOOK.

(Sorry no image of me in that sexy, bright-colored yellow dress as it got lost in the crash)

Day 3
I found a new love yet again in the name of this pinkish boyfriend jacket. Funny thing is, I had this dumped somewhere because I felt it was too small for me but I picked it up that very day and it did me wonders. So I had a very pink-weekend.

Saturday morning doing what I love to do best in Church...reciting a poem

Saturday evening doing my boss' bidding as the representative of my unit by ensuring my company got proper leverage in the media on this event it co-sponsored. It was a gathering of the Indian community at TBS and I had an awemazing time watching quite elderly excited people prance around, celebrating their Diwali (delayed celebration in Nigeria by the way as a result of the ebola scare then).

So I capped the weekend with my pink jacket and neck-piece, yet again, for Sunday Service.

For five days, I had that eureka feeling you get when you finally find something in your wardrobe that matches almost everything else...

Check out these lil extras *winks*

I wonder where my hand was going!!!

P.S: I need a photographer ASAP please. I could not do justice to a lot of the pictures. Interested candidates should apply in person o.

P.P.S like my blogger friend Duru Adolphus of YGnC would add: I just had to include this picture of me eating my favorite akara *covers face* 

I lost that too...my bad!