Hey guys, how is your week going? and how are those goals coming along?

I decided to do a style post today, on something that has been around for a while now but I recently added to my closet. It’s the wide leg jumpsuit, in African prints (Ankara).

Now I have a number of African fabrics in my closet thanks to my mum who buys them and my Dad (Yes Dad!) who sometimes gives me yards of his left over fabrics. So I decided to make one instead of buying a ready to wear piece.

All I had to do was pick the right fabric and the right person to bring my jumpsuit to life. So, I contacted Slayed by DC (slayed_by_dc on IG). I saw a picture on Instagram of a beautiful jumpsuit she had made for someone and followed the tag on the picture, to my surprise she was a friend from high school. I sent the fabric and voila this beautiful piece was born!

Jumpsuits are so comfortable (don’t ask me how I go to the bathroom!) and versatile. I love that it’s in African prints too because the colours are so vibrant, you’d definitely get noticed when you walk into a room (yeah, because the jumpsuit is all that!).

It is simply stylish, perfect for parties, picnics, weekends, and even for the office

Throw on some nice jewellery and you’ll look sophisticated in seconds. This would work for a dinner/date.

Jumpsuits are fun and a go-to in times of wardrobe emergencies. Try copping two or three of these babies for yourself in different prints and fabrics.

Need a reliable designer? Contact @slayed_by_dc on Instagram. Thank me later!

What do you think of this outfit? What’s your go to outfit for wardrobe emergencies? How would you style this outfit? Share your thoughts below.

Hey there, if you are reading this you probably are awaiting NYSC, just received your posting letter, currently serving or you just love to read. Whatever the reason may be, I’m glad to have you here.

The National Youth Service Corps a.k.a NYSC is that compulsory and somewhat discomforting one year service that all Nigerian graduates must undergo. Now, there are lots of reasons the government and employers think this is very important but really that isn’t why we are here. The downside is that you must go through with it if you want to be employed by any private or government owned establishment in Nigeria.

Service year for me came with lot of emotions, at different points I was overwhelmed with sadness, fear, anxiety, optimism and eventually the feeling of adventure.

Getting mobilised and posted

After graduation I had to wait an extra year at home before getting mobilised, thanks to my Department that didn’t prepare our results on time. It was actually quite frustrating but I couldn’t do anything about it. To pass time, I learnt a bit of sewing and focused on my writing. So Batch A or Batch B, Stream one or stream two, you’ll eventually get posted. Don’t sweat it!

Sometime in November 2016, NYSC was ready to mobilize us, and after a stressful registration process I got my posting letter. Now getting posted to a state of your choice is really tricky, you are to choose four states in different geo-political zones and then you get posted to anyone of them. Based on the options I got I chose Ogun, Delta, Kaduna and Abuja. Guess where I got?

If you chose Delta, you guessed right! My mom is from Delta State and I had never been there so I was a little bit happy but the inner me wanted Ogun state. The idea was not to be home (Lagos) but not to be too far away from home. Cheesy right?

Preparation and Travel

Now there is the tendency to run ‘helter-skelter’ and panic here but not too worry I’m here to help. Remember camp is just three weeks (which will probably be the longest three weeks of your life…LoL) so carefully do your shopping, make sure to use a list and do it weeks before. Why? Don’t forget, thousands of graduates all over the country have been mobilised just like you and you’ll all need basically the same things, the markets will be aware, certain things will become scarce and prices will go up. The last thing you need is wasting money on shopping, keep it for camp, you’ll need it. Trust me!

As for me, I was still shopping a day to camp. I ended up buying expensive items and carrying too much to camp because people scared me. I didn’t want to risk not taking everything I would need. Still, I ended up bringing back sixty percent of what I took along. Save yourself the stress, save money and travel lighter.

And yes! My ladies, make sure to take enough toiletries (face-soap, wipes, deodorant, tissue, tampons, body cream, hair cream and all), you know our bodies are sensitive and the market in camp might not have the particular brand you use. Also our hair! You are going to camp but you still have to slay because you will be meeting lots of people. I went to camp with Ghana weaving and by the second week my face cap was my best friend. I advise you go to camp with braids, twists or locks. Why? They’ll last longer, also you don’t want to damage that beautiful piece of curly or bone straight hair you just got, you won’t have the luxury of conditioning, brushing, bendy rollers or straighteners and you will be subjected to some harsh conditions like dust and rain on the parade ground. Although, trust our slay queens, some of them were able to pull it off, waking up by 3am and all. If you have allergies please take your medication along because the camp clinic is very unreliable.

As for your documents, please go with an I.D Card (this is not negotiable), if you don’t have your school ID, probably because the school collected it or it got lost and you can’t replace it, go with as many IDs as you can. And preferably go with your statement of result, it’s safer than travelling with your original certificate. The replacement procedure for certificates is not so nice.

If you intend to redeploy (that is leave that state to another one), and you want to do so on marital or health grounds, go with your marriage certificate, or doctor’s report. This will make it easier.

Piece of advice: travel with your documents in a backpack or handbag and not your main luggage and make enough copies to avoid extra spending on camp.

Also on camp you are going to have a series of social activities like beauty pageants, carnival, sports, cultural activities and all. If you intend to participate you might need to take along some special clothing items and accessories like denim trousers, face caps, sunglasses, beads etc. Just for fun.

Choosing your transport service

*Sigh* …My dear friends at this point be extra careful. If you are travelling by air please allow me to express how happy I am for you, kindly scroll down the page. But if you are travelling by road, this is for you. Now you can decide to travel alone or plan to travel with other corpers. The latter is a better option because the bus will stop right in front of your camp and you get to make friends. However, choose a reputable travel company that has a contact office, open customer care lines and all. A friend of mine got scammed by a non-existent transport company that just popped up during that period. Do not endanger yourselves because of cheap fares. My experience was not so nice, I travelled with Cross Country, and it was a bus filled with fellow corps members. I paid N6,000 for a trip that normally costs around N3,200 because they were going to drop us off at camp. The plan was to get to camp a day before so that I could settle in but apparently Cross Country had a different plan for me. After delaying us at the park, giving us a bus with no AC to travel a 6-hours journey and returning N2,000 to each passenger for inconvenience (after we challenged them), we eventually started the journey. Not quite long after the bus started malfunctioning and eventually packed up at Shagamu. By 5pm we were still at Shagamu, continuing the journey was pointless so I returned to Lagos with all my stuff, angry and exhausted. I went back to the park the next day and they provided another bus with AC for us, gave us tee-shirts, food etc. just to pacify us. The journey was smooth this time around, so it was probably a one-time thing. We had fun, made jokes on the bus, sang, laughed, slept, woke up and slept again till we all got to our respective camps. The beautiful thing about this experience was that I got to meet and bond with two wonderful girls. Marsha and Mojisola who later became my camp sisters. Months after camp our friendSHIP is still sailing!

Finally you are at Camp

The moment you get to the gate of the camp, your whole life comes flashing right in front of you. This is when you realise “things just got real” and you’ll ask yourself, how did I get here? this is where I will be for the next 3 weeks? How will I survive? You will be welcomed by people selling buckets, potties, soap dish, plates, cups, sponge, key-holders etc. It will make you feel worse realising why you will actually need all that. But then in another minute, you suck it up and stroll right in with your box prepared to see what the next three weeks holds for you. (That might have sounded a little dramatic, but honestly that was how I felt).

Some people say the soldiers make you carry your box on your head, well that didn’t happen to me. Your boxes will be searched so don’t go with any electrical appliance like pressing iron and kettles, bottles, knifes, fork, extension boxes etc. they will be seized.

On getting to Delta State Orientation Camp, the registration process was something else, the queues were long. People with ‘connections’ were by-passing queues, soldiers were looking for ‘fine’ girls and helping them cut the line. We didn’t have any connections so my friends and I had to go through the normal process. I got to camp on Sunday but I didn’t wear white until Sunday. Asides the stressful registration I was also avoiding going to the parade ground.

To be continued in next post

My 3 Weeks at NYSC Orientation Camp, Issele-Uku Delta State (BATCH B (STREAM ONE) 2016)

Thanks for reading!

Are you a prospective corps member? What are you looking forward to? If you are an active corps member what was your experience?

Please share your thoughts in the comment section below.








First off, happy new month guys! I hope the month of July is off to a great start for you. Might I add that it’s my birth month…whoop whoop!

Today I will be talking about how I intentionally got my life on the path that I have always wanted.

I’m in my twenties and while growing up I had to battle with self-esteem, confidence, never thinking of myself first and always thinking I wasn’t good enough for the number one spot either at school or outside school. I was practically averaging (not sure there’s a word like that) my way through life. But you get my point, right?

I am a Christian and from a very reserved home, and I appreciate my upbringing because the values it instilled in me have gone a long way in making me who I am today. However this kind of upbringing has a way of boxing up your mind as to what kind of job is suitable for you, what career paths are acceptable, what kind of activities you can be involved in, and all of that. It never really gives you room to be imaginative, consider possibilities outside the box and be a free spirit. It is up to you to find a way to strike a balance so that at the end of the day you have lived a purposeful and happy (very important) life.

“You owe it to yourself to live, I mean truly live and to go after the life you have always wanted. Let nobody tell you otherwise” – WB

Prior to starting my blog, I had a normal life, normal goals, normal everything but I have realised that normal just won’t cut it for me.

Almost all my life I have been unsatisfied with who I was because I always felt I could do or be more. Although, the feeling has been more intense these past two years. Now that I think about it, I feel I was a bit too hard on myself.

I wanted to do so many things but there were so many restrictions both in my mind and in reality, like what would people say, is it the right thing to do, will my parents support me? bla bla bla…. I was even scared of being laughed at. Lol

I saw potentials in myself that nobody else saw and the only way to show them was to first get out of my own way and be unapologetically myself.

Every morning I would wake up and say “I’m changing my life” but would always find one reason or the other to hang on to the life I was so unsatisfied with (You can’t blame me though, it was the only life I ever knew). I thought I could merge the life I had with the one I wanted but boy was I wrong! I eventually realised that this move was going to cost me some of the things I actually liked about my normal life because growth and comfort can’t work together. So sometime in November 2016 I decided to embark on a deliberate physical, emotional and mental separation from the life I once knew. I lost friends, It was hard and scary but absolutely necessary. People didn’t understand but then again they didn’t need to.

“There are far better things ahead than we leave behind”

Fast forward to July 2017 I’m still healing, evolving but loving every inch of my being. I wake up more energised, I am more enthusiastic about life, making new friends, my mind is open to opportunities all around me, I feel like there is nothing I can’t do and I even started my own blog.

Now I’m all about a life of self-expression and happiness, not building my life around people’s thoughts or opinions.

I have a passion for writing, sharing lessons I have learnt as well as personal victories. I also love to assist others with the knowledge I have and help them overcome similar struggles through my experiences and that is exactly what I am going to do.

I am on a journey, deliberately and intentionally changing my life and this blog is a huge part of that process.

“Don’t be too scared of disappointing other people that you end up disappointing yourself”- WB

Thanks for taking time out to read.

Have you ever felt caged, held down by opinions or judgements of people or generally unsatisfied with the situation of things around you? Have you ever felt the need to break out of stereotypical beliefs about you? What did you do? and how did you go about it?

Let me know your thoughts.

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