Summer has come and gone with the same vim of harmattan breeze, but most of the memories from this year’s vacation will stay with me forever. For the first time in a while, I could afford to plan a summer holiday with fewer worries.

A few summers ago, I had to worry about grad tuition, a summer job (that I never got). And the summer after that, I had to worry about getting a real job. So, I couldn’t bask in summer joy as most people would! Everything was still, but my heart was troubled.

There are a plethora of reasons why people travel. So, when I decided to plan for vacation this year, I thought it wise to escape to a quiet place. You know, I did not want it to be lavish or loud, neither did I want to travel for the gram. I just wanted quiet!

But that is not to say that any of the ways (mentioned above) for sharing or relishing travel experience(s) is improper. It’s just that I am learning to experience things and recant them numerous times in memory before sharing them publicly.

The Journey

For this summer travel, I decided to go to a quiet place to rediscover things about myself that are known and uncover strange things. I wanted to sit with myself in quiet, listen to trees whistle, laugh at my thoughts, and enjoy solitude. The city does not allow for the exciting experience of solitude.

Cities are often loud, filled with prying eyes, and an opulence that reminds us of our wants, with little space to be thankful.

Embracing Solitude

I decided to take the train down South of the United States, the Grand Budapest way, and my goodness- it is one of my best trips. I wasn’t privy to the general knowledge that Amtrak was comfortable. The ride was quiet, had good leg space, and a dining room for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

Thankfully, I could secure an Airbnb in a safe village, with verdant farmland, closer in proximity to the city. I was surprised (actually happy) not to see children and would hear the revving of a car engine every few hours.


I was content!

Also, reminded that outside of the city, in a rural setting, is a life outside of my daily wants. The natural things of life creep up in dreams- love, books, friendship, family. At that moment, the world feels small, but there is contentment.

To be continued…

Outfit Details

 

Linen Pants: Glassons

Shirt: Korean Brand (Everyday people)

Sandals: Gafasandals

Tote Bag: Similar here



Chanel Paris Venise scent

I am on my path to being a perfume collector. For years, I have wanted to be in a position where I could afford fragrances that I loved. So recently, while reflecting, I decided that time was ripe to start collecting perfumes. Ripe because, fall is the one time scents travel, since most activities are held indoors. Although, I would be first to admit that my recent itch to be a perfume collector has its chord tied to social media.







But choosing the right scent for fall requires lots of research. Perfumes are a way to trap memories and we want to make the right choice.

The first step was to do some reading on perfume culture. I was blown away by the details that I found out. For example, “perfumes today are made with a three-tiered pyramidal structure consisting of head, heart and base notes.”

Well, I have been one to purchase perfumes based off the first whiff. I have never paid much attention to the technicalities.

So, why the need to have many perfumes, you may ask? Well, choice! I love the idea of having different scents or fragrances to choose from when stepping out for an event. I am not much of a talker, and I know a good scent is a conversation starter, at least for me.

Choosing the right scent for fall requires lots of research. Perfumes are a way to trap memories and we want to make the right choice

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How to Choose Your Scent(s) This Fall

Perfumes are a way to trap memories when the weather gets foggy. Fall is a great season, but it also gets too cold for us and harder to create outdoor memories with friends or lovers. Perfumes, when chosen wisely, can help us revisit memories of travel, a faraway lover, or remind us of our confidence.

Another new finding during my research was that after spraying perfume, it isn’t always ideal to try to spread scent by rubbing wrist or applied areas. And that “the main distinction between the iterations you see today – Eau de cologne (EDC), Eau de toilette (EDT), Eau de parfum (EDP) and parfum, contain different amounts of essential oils.”

Shoutout to Her World for the basics I got to know during my read for this blog post. 


I found out that not all perfumes blow you away at first whiff- you have to be patient with the scent to saturate and do its magic. Every day, my curiosity makes me learn new things that get me excited to explore.

As an aside, I am learning a few terminologies to communicate scents. For example, woody, floral, and spice notes. These terms are influencing my taste and choices in perfumes I decide to collect this fall. Oh, and there is the hair mist for those that don’t love body spray perfume. A conversation for another time!

What scent are you looking forward to this fall?



Levi’s Vest

Last weekend I wore one of my favorite Levi’s clothing (a sweater vest) to grab tea with someone I have no intention of meeting again. But let me also note that last week was interesting. I had lovely dinner dates with old acquaintances, and then there was the Teaism date- the one person that ruined it all.

First, there is something about catching up with old friends that rejuvenates. These friends remind us of our greatness, beauty and talent. And the past week was replete with such memories. At some point during the whole experience, I felt 23 again.

Why 23? Because 23 was one of my best years. Nothing at the moment seemed impossible, and life was fulfilling and content.



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Teaism Memories


So back to Teasim and why that memory stood out. I decided recently to start dating for character development. America is a land filled with unique people, and most people seem to treat you like their past traumas. The only good thing that came out of the date was having tea at Teaism.

Teaism is a tea spot in DC with traditional loose leave flavors. I love this spot at Dupont circle because of its indoor vintage ambience. The teacups did not have handles and it felt nostalgic- If you are a fan of Asian historical movies, you’ll find out that their traditional teacups are without handles.


I ordered a Jasmin flower tea, which is my favorite tea delight.

Styling a Levi’s Sweater Vest

My outfit was a quick decision. I have worn my Levi’s vest consecutively in the past week. I love the soft feel and how it seems to go well with everything I pair it with.

Today will mark 12 days past 4-years since I arrived in the US for my graduate school journey, and my experience has been bittersweet. There are things I know now that reflecting, and in hindsight, I would have done differently. But this journey is one I have come to embrace fully.

See the previous blog of my graduate school experience, here and here.

When I moved to this country, I was vulnerable online sharing my challenges and progress, but that changed. I realised that my brands (fashion, academic and footwear), were suffering greatly from my publicly shared struggle.

BEING VULNERABLE ONLINE

I woke up one day and decided against it. And because I have been out of tune with my vulnerable side, I almost forgot to celebrate this 4th milestone.

Previously, I had felt that by being vulnerable online, that a lot of people would be inspired by my journey. While that may be true, I found it hard to balance out the information I was giving out (oversharing). So, I made the switch.

Life since has been lovely. I haven’t shared much of it because people like it when there is an air of mystery around what you do and how you do it.



But life is happening, and sometimes I want to tell these stories. For example, one day I want to write how being an immigrant makes you feel empty on the inside, I want to write about the loneliness, the first miracle you experience, finding joy again, etc. And I think I will.

Teju cole alludes to a similar feeling in “Known and Strange Things” …he writes… “finding solace in the idea of being in one place while desiring another, not for the sake of being in that other place…”

CELEBRATING A MILESTONE

I am thankful for my time at Georgetown, without which my current opportunities would have been impossible. Thinking of the joy that I have experienced these past months, I am open to telling my stories again. I remember that morning when things changed. I woke wanting control of the ideas of me which people had formed from the stories I told.

Now that I have practiced balance with how to share my stories, I want to write about them again. However, my intention to be vulnerable again is now a way to document my progress and not so much about inspiring people. Having the understanding that my writing can be both is still a skill I am practicing.


When I stopped being vulnerable online, my decision was costly! I had lost my relation with empathy, and also my skill to write for an audience. But by looking at old stories, me being vulnerable online then, was as much for me as they were for my audience.

As I celebrate this milestone, I open the floodgates again to myself and the people who care to read. Also, a big shoutout to my readers and online community. Y’all showed up for me while I was in the trenches and I am a big fan of your kindness.

I look forward to writing to you soon.

OUTFIT DETAILS

Shoe: Nike

Skirt: HM

Top: Saks Fifth Avenue

Bag: Delovetofficial

I got a friend, let’s name her *Eve for the purpose of this article to write a story about her emigration experience. I hope you enjoy this read, and please share with your audience.


An image of a couch

A Baby Cockroach Shells Methaphor

When I was younger, we had these “cushion chairs” in the living room at our house in Lagos. “Cushion” because I’m not quite sure of the actual name, but they weren’t leather. They weren’t quite plush either, but I liked them. Anyway, they had this space underneath the arm corners that I thought were bottomless.

I mean, I figured they led to another dimension or something, so I’d put all my trash there – candy/biscuit wrappers, nail clippings, torn papers, whatever. Looking back, it was an extremely stupid thing to do, but I swear, I thought things just disappeared in those corners. 

I spent a lot of my childhood watching TV so I was in my living room a lot. Sat on those chairs a lot, inspecting them and disposing of trash inside them. Another favorite thing was the baby cockroach shells I’d find in those cushion chairs. Again, I’m not sure this is what they are actually called, but I think one of my siblings told me that’s the name. They were kind of square shaped, dark brown, and usually empty. I’d wonder what the actual inhabitants looked like now that they’d left, or what they looked like while they were there…inside. Now as an adult, I find myself thinking of those damn things.

I mean, I figured they led to another dimension or something, so I’d put all my trash there – candy/biscuit wrappers, nail clippings, torn papers, whatever. Looking back, it was an extremely stupid thing to do, but I swear, I thought things just disappeared in those corners. 

Reminiscing About Moving to A New Country

You would wonder why this mundane tale but I moved to another country in 2019. Another continent, another everything. Well, not quite everything, they speak English here. Honestly, I don’t have a “concrete” reason for this move. It’s something my mother wanted, it’s something I thought would be cool. It sounded like the smart thing to do at the time…it was the smart thing to do at the time. So now, I’m in a different country, far away from my family and friends whom I really liked. 

It’s the first time in my life I’ve ever been this far away. I mean, I spent a lot of my formative years in Abuja, and when I moved back to Lagos, I  always had it at the back of my mind that I could always vex and go back to Abuja, or go back for a week or two to recharge. So moving never felt like a big deal. But I don’t have that this time. This time, it feels like I’ve lost a part of me I’ll never get back. Like, I should’ve thought harder about what I was doing, should’ve prepared myself more, should’ve appreciated more.

This time, it feels like I’ve lost a part of me I’ll never get back. Like, I should’ve thought harder about what I was doing, should’ve prepared myself more, should’ve appreciated more.

Everyone’s emigration story is different. I mean, my sisters moved to different countries (one more than once) and I don’t think they had as much of a hard time as I have. And I’ve had friends do the same and even start families and they seem fine? But I’m not fine and I don’t know how to be fine or if I ever can be again. 

Life Now and Thoughts of Loosing Myself

I mean, I’m okay now…it’s been 2.5 years so I’ve caught my balance a bit, but boy, did I hit a low. And the annoying thing is, I can’t point to one specific thing that caused this – it’s a culmination of “minor” things that hit my not quite stable mental state.

Being broke, having to start from scratch, losing comforts, losing family, losing friends, WINTER, hating the food (meat is weird and mangos are shit), hating the way they braid hair, hating the price of braiding hair, hating the apartments, feeling alone, WINTER, losing energy for anything, having to make new friends but not quite liking the people I come across, having to build a hotation. The stupidity I’ve had to field from stupid people on dating sites (okay, this happened in Lagos, but I’m still pissed), WINTER, losing my hair (I’m still recovering from this), dealing with flatmates, dealing with upstairs neighbours, talking in a stupid accent, and all that not so fun stuff.

Being broke, having to start from scratch, losing comforts, losing family, losing friends, WINTER, hating the food (meat is weird and mangos are shit), hating the way they braid hair, hating the price of braiding hair, hating the apartments, feeling alone, WINTER, losing energy for anything, having to make new friends but not quite liking the people I come across, having to build a hotation.

Honestly, it’s not so much the loneliness as it is the fact that I no longer feel like myself – I feel like those stupid baby cockroach sheels. I don’t know how to explain it. It’s like I’ve “had” to change so much to adapt to the new things and so much of my old self is gone, and I have no idea who this new person is or supposed to be. My sister jokes a lot about how I do/eat stuff I ordinarily wouldn’t, and when she goes, “who is the person??” I want to cry that I don’t know. 

Figuring Things Out

Don’t get me wrong, I love the fact that I enjoy trying new things, I’m just sad that whoever I was before 2019 is no longer here. And it’s affected a lot of my old friendships. Two weeks ago, a friend from secondary school told me she stopped chatting with me because I came off as stuck up when in actual fact, I spent all of 2019 depressed and crying. Okay, we could unpack why this friend couldn’t have been more charitable towards me and had an honest conversation, but these things are hard.

But that made me wonder if I’m the reason my friends don’t talk to me much. I mean, I did have some resentment because it felt like everyone moved on and I wasn’t in the picture any longer and maybe they just didn’t love me as much as I loved them, but maybe it was me all along and they didn’t feel like/know how to reach out. I’m rambling.

Anyway, as shitty as this post is, it’s my way of saying, I was down in the fucking dumps and I’m finally getting better. Might take me another year to be “good” but I”m celebrating this progress. I cut my hair and then locked it myself (you can’t tell me nothing, I’m proud of myself), I got an apartment to myself (in a “sketchy” neighbourhood but whatever), and I have a cat; something I’ve wanted since 2017 but wasn’t quite proactive about.

An Ode to Old Things

Like I mentioned in the beginning, I have been thinking a lot about those damn baby cockroach shells. How often the empty shells are metaphors of my past self, reminding me of who I once was and what I am leaving behind.

Also, If you’re my friend and you’re somehow reading this, I’m sorry I couldn’t get over myself and be the friend I used to be. Not too sorry, though. You weren’t too spectacular yourself.

Fun fact, before writing this post, I was ranting it to someone about the need to put this up, and they go, “you’re really writing about nails?” And my expression was like heck yea!

Sometime in January, I was bored and decided within myself to try out press on nails with colorful tips. It was not the first time I was fixing one. A year back, I had walked into a local African store looking for eye pencils ✏️ and stumbled upon these set of press-on nails, and I decided to get them because Dimmah Umeh, a popular YouTuber had posted about it .

I used them for my birthday but didn’t like the overall experience. They were cute for photos I took, but the glue used to stick the nails left damaging traits

Let me digress 

When I started my blog a decade ago, I would write about everything and anything. See here and here. I had a segments to write on “Details about my Hair.”

To be fair, I was more intentional about creating content and without caution. But things seem to have changed a lot since then. Now content creating has a different technical aspect to it, and that has created unnecessary pressure.

Outside of the technicality required of blogs,  social media platforms like TikTok and Instagram, there is also the fading of readership.  

But I’m still part of a community of dedicated blog readers that love the simple and carefree way people create content. And I am bringing back some of my favorite things to write about.

So when I decide to write content like this, I take solace in the idea that my blog started as an open diary. An idea that keeps me putting content here ever when blog readership seems to obliterate.

Although, I still think people read blogs and if the topic is interesting enough, they’ll comment on it.

Back to details about my Press On nails.

So, when I found these press on nails on Aliexpress, for less than $5, and a year after my last experience, I told myself to give them another try. It was worth it! When they arrived, they were the right shade of purple as I had seen on the website, lightweight and had a great glue for perfect finish.

You can read more on how to shop on Aliexpress here. It may not be good writing but you’ll get the drill about shopping on the platform.

I posted photos of the nails a while ago on my IG and promised to write a blog post on them. And like everything lately, they’ve taken time to go up, but I have kept my promise of writing about them.

Why I Chose Press On Nails

Outside the easy to fix element of press on nails, they’re also very affordable. In February of this year, I went to fix my nails and the price for such a horrible job done, let me embittered for a long time. Plus the time it took for the lady to do such a shabby job was not worth it.

So, on nails are not only affordable, there are a wide range of colors and cuts, that serve many purposes.

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Hi Lovelies- it’s independence celebrations here in the states, also known as July 4th, and lots of celebrations are already kicking off around the city. In today’s post I’ll be sharing and recommending an Italian dining I visited recently for how to celebrate the July 4th weekend.

A plate of Gnocchi and Calamari


I have been in the US for 4-years and only recently have I started to immerse myself in their culture without anxiety. 
As a Nigerian it’s hard to celebrate the independence of another county in fullness without thinking “God when.” God when because that’s what we say when life seems greener on the other side.
Today’s post is not to compare both countries but to recommend a quaint Italian restaurant in DC to spend the weekend.

Italian Fine Dining: The Smith DC

A girl wearing brown pants

I had another restaurant to dine in, but as they were closed, I opted for The Smith. Fun fact, I always check the ratings and reviews of restaurants before trying out their meals and Google reviews ain’t ever lied.

A bowl of calamari
Bottle with water
Street view
Reading Teju Cole’s “Known and Strange Things
Gnocchi


The Restaurant is located at the infamous U-street, where everything and everyone is at. The outdoor ambiance is beautiful with a street view that isn’t too distracting.


I consider the outdoor dining options for restaurants, one of the benefits of the pandemic. 
The service wait time can drag a little bit, because of the number of people seated. But once you’re attended to, the service gets really good. 


I ordered gnocchi, which is my go to whenever I am at an Italian restaurant. Although, I know how to make a homemade gnocchi, it’s never as tasty as the ones from the restaurant. Little secret, I would marry anyone who is able to make me a lovely gnocchi with lamb sauce. 


At the end of the service, I had my barcode payment come in, and it was seamless. Ok, first of all, Apple Pay is the truth. I activated the feature out of necessity but it’s made my life so much easier. 

July 4th Celebration Tips 

  • Google Maps is your friend 
  • Install the Apple Pay feature 
  • If you’re in DC get a metro card 
  • Try to see the fireworks 

I wish everyone a wonderful celebration and happy 4th

OUTFIT INSPIRATIONS


A pretty House




It's been a full-month of exploring Washington, DC on a budget. I've lived in DC for 4-years and never really challenged myself to see what the city is all about. Now living in DC is expensive and listed again in Investopedia, as top 10 most expensive cities in the US. But one thing the city has going for it is the bus links and transport routes. It's easy to move around within metropolitan on a budget of about $10, and I've decided to take advantage of this good fortune.









Truth is I've come to love my own company. For long, I held onto the belief that to enjoy the vibe of a city, while exploring, I needed to be accompanied. And while that is relatively true, I'm now ok venturing out on my own to experience new things. Recently, I carved out a $50 monthly budget experience some fun things in DC, and this post is to give you some ideas.





One thing is important thing to note is, if you live in DC and want to explore the city, think like a tourist.





Exploring DC on a Budget





Transportation: The metropolitan area of Washington, DC is commutable for different commuters, including those without a pedestrians, cyclist and motorist. In my case, I use the bus or train to move from one end to another. The bus fare is $2 per stop and you can easily connect to popular areas like U Street, Georgetown Waterfront, Capitol Hill, DC monument or H street NE.









Visit Record Stores: I have formed the habit of visiting record stores. Visiting these record stores can be nostalgic and informative, if you try to engage the store owner. It's interesting the history and fun fact you learn by speaking to them. There were lots of interesting happenings during the vintage music era, bonus you get to interact with other buyers.





black girl vinyl
An Underground Vinyl store at U-street




Black Girl in Bookstore




Exciting: 5 Ways To Explore Washington DC on a Budget




Food: I've relied mostly on google reviews to guide me on recommended restaurants to dine in, within DC. You're most likely to experience a similar service. Google maps is your friend and I cannot emphasize this enough. I found Jenis Ice Cream after a quick google search on "best Ice cream places in DC," and their rating was 4.7. My experience was a 4.9, and I was thankful to have found them.





Jenis Ice-cream




Reviewed Shoe here




The Fun Stuff





Street Performance: One thing about DC, is that you're likely to find pocket of street performances at random stops. Because of that, I make random stops and I've loved watching a few, like the Capitol Hillibilies. I'll also recommend Georgetown waterfront and M street for music lovers who want an out of the box experience.





The Capitol Hillibilies




Open Market: I believe there is a hidden tourist code, to visit the open market in any city the visit. I have enjoyed visiting the Eastern market here in DC. I am looking forward to visiting other open markets here, because it's the only way to experience the true vibe of a city or area.










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The purpose of this blog is to spark up ideas on how to spend your weekend by sharing how I spend mine.




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How I Spend My Weekend





Lately, I have found myself spending my weekends in nostalgic drift. I’m either reading a fictional book, dancing to an old record on one of my two vinyl players or taking photos of myself. Either way, I’ve become more comfortable in my solitude, soaking in all the experience that follows.





My week is usually hectic, from managing a blog and business and to working full-time. I’m not complaining because last year, I could not pull myself to do any of the three. This year, I’ve been keen on freeing up my weekend to spend time with myself.









I’ve taken to putting puzzles together and making sure my bed is in order. There is something about having your room together that sets the magical tone for the weekend. During the weekend, I set time aside to journal or write a list of things I’ll love to accomplish by the end of the weekend- a helpful skill for holding myself accountable.









One more thing bringing me joy is my weekend blogpost “home echo,” where I highlight favourite my brands for the week through a lifestyle post. In today’s blog, I’ll be writing about Burrow, a NY based furniture brand that I worked with to design my space.









I mentioned in my minimalist bedroom blog post that I was intentional about decorating my space. I wanted brands that supported ideas that are important to me, for example, easy to fix, unique, simplicity and ethical means of production.





Home Echo with Burrow









Burrow met all the standards mentioned above, and I got a throw pillow cover, rug and armchair from them. So whether I am in my bedroom or living room, nothing feels out of place. You will find me mostly sitting in an armchair, which surprisingly took me 12-15 min to put together. It was a thing of pride, and I felt like bob the builder since I did not need assistance setting it up.









I have spent endless weeks in my armchair, reading the book, “All the Light we cannot see-” It is a page-turner, and I am taking my time to read this brilliant work by Anthony Doerr.





Other times, I am in my room pondering or scheduling blogpost. It has been a comfortable feeling, dwelling in my room because the soft rug, which is neither white nor grey, provides comfort to heels. I am also enjoying the idea of dressing up and looking pretty with nowhere to go. The list is endless of things I have been enjoying lately.









The older you get, the more you tend to your space both mentally and physically. Hence, I have structured my needs to be more quaint because we only live once.









How are you spending your weekend? I will like to know in the comment section below.



I received a couple of messages last month on how I could cope as an international student in Washington, DC. If you're a new to the blog, it will be helpful to read this post about moving for gad school.





Moving and living in DC has not been an easy feat. There were enough reasons to call it quits and move back to Nigeria but I persevered. Read more about my journey here, here, and here .





Living in Washington DC




I decided to answer in my recent YouTube Video a few of the questions asked, including housing, feeding and culture shock. Let me know if this is helpful and don't forget to subscribe and follow me on my other social media platforms.






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English Breakfast Vintage tray

My “breakfast thoughts”  segments is one of my favorite sections on the blog, where I write out my thoughts while having breakfast. Sometimes I get personal with the details shared, other times I discuss sundry matters, and today, it’s a bit of both.

My table is set in a quaint manner for two, I’m having a variety of English biscuits with tea. Thanks, Andy for the setup! My readers know a beautiful set up of English tea is always up my ally of breakfast choices.

Ok my thoughts while I munch on breakfast!

I’ve had thoughts on my relationship with social media and how the platform have stayed triggering anxiety for me. By the way, there are numerous things making me anxious lately, for example, an uncompleted task, delivering a product to a prospective client with hopes that nothing goes wrong, angst on what to eat, career choices, and now, I can add Instagram and sometimes my blog to this growing list. 

In moments like this, I’m thankful to be a millennial who had ample time to grow up experiencing life without digital pressures and adopted social media platforms like my blog, when it was less laborious to pursue intrepid dreams online. There is something about the fast churning and consuming nature of Instagram, and other social media platforms that rile and trigger me to no end.

For Instagram, I want to believe using the business feature, where I get to see all the insights on how people engage with my content, increased my anxiousness. And on weeks when I am busy with other real-life issues and do not bother to upload content, I get back to something new or to the order of things changed. The urgency these platforms create is deliberately pushed by their algorithms, that put you at the back burner if you’re not churning out content regularly. 

There is no joy in claiming something as burdensome as ‘anxiety’ by personifying it. 

This urgency is very problematic for me because social media is time-consuming. Similarly, when you use the platform for business or content creation, you see yourself spending countless hours losing yourself to creating content for a rigged system. Compound this with the knowledge that your work may never yield the necessary income, compared to the time spent adopting new ways or features to keep your followers engaged- that is a recipe for anxiety or anxiousness.

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At this point, it’s nice to highlight that creatives are doing an amazing job churning out constant content in fresh ways. It’s imperative that when you see people consistently put out content, engage with it, because it takes a lot of time, brainpower, and overcoming anxious thoughts to get that content out.

For instance, since I’ve gotten more consistent posting on my blog, I’ve been more anxious about the content I put up here and the metrics. I think the problem is in the metrics, but again, I’m learning to put the work out there, because someone is definitely reading it.

That said, I’m learning ways to balance my time on the platform to support my efforts and give me maximum impact for minimum use. Additionally, I’m back to using other social media platforms that seem to be doing right by the structure of their algorithm, Lookbook and Bloglovin come to mind.

It’s a funny oxymoron that Facebook for me provides this balance while pushing their sister brand Instagram in an opposite direction. Then, Twitter is where everything seems melt, chaotic but life isn’t too mimed, even though there is the increasing pressure of being professionally astute or contradictory to gain clout.

Part of the ways I’ve handled anxiety recently, is by deliberately removing the word ‘my’ when trying to narrate to people that I struggle a lot with being anxious. There is no joy in claiming something as burdensome as ‘anxiety’ by personifying it. Reading physical copies of books and doing more non-digital things has helped me to manage anxiety- there are more things I want to expand on, but my time is limited.

A final thought, I still love creating things on social media- simple and complex- I should learn the ropes to get my Instagram popping again, cos truth be told, the platform can sometimes be gratifying. Anyways, shoutout to Pinterest– it’s my next social media platform I intend to conquer.

Ok, I’m done eating.


English Breakfast Vintage tray




My "breakfast thoughts"  segments is one of my favorite sections on the blog, where I write out my thoughts while having breakfast. Sometimes I get personal with the details shared, other times I discuss sundry matters, and today, it's a bit of both.





My table is set in a quaint manner for two, I’m having a variety of English biscuits with tea. Thanks, Andy for the setup! My readers know a beautiful set up of English tea is always up my ally of breakfast choices.





Ok my thoughts while I munch on breakfast!





I’ve had thoughts on my relationship with social media and how the platform have stayed triggering anxiety for me. By the way, there are numerous things making me anxious lately, for example, an uncompleted task, delivering a product to a prospective client with hopes that nothing goes wrong, angst on what to eat, career choices, and now, I can add Instagram and sometimes my blog to this growing list. 





In moments like this, I’m thankful to be a millennial who had ample time to grow up experiencing life without digital pressures and adopted social media platforms like my blog, when it was less laborious to pursue intrepid dreams online. There is something about the fast churning and consuming nature of Instagram, and other social media platforms that rile and trigger me to no end.









For Instagram, I want to believe using the business feature, where I get to see all the insights on how people engage with my content, increased my anxiousness. And on weeks when I am busy with other real-life issues and do not bother to upload content, I get back to something new or to the order of things changed. The urgency these platforms create is deliberately pushed by their algorithms, that put you at the back burner if you’re not churning out content regularly. 





There is no joy in claiming something as burdensome as ‘anxiety’ by personifying it. 





This urgency is very problematic for me because social media is time-consuming. Similarly, when you use the platform for business or content creation, you see yourself spending countless hours losing yourself to creating content for a rigged system. Compound this with the knowledge that your work may never yield the necessary income, compared to the time spent adopting new ways or features to keep your followers engaged- that is a recipe for anxiety or anxiousness.





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At this point, it’s nice to highlight that creatives are doing an amazing job churning out constant content in fresh ways. It’s imperative that when you see people consistently put out content, engage with it, because it takes a lot of time, brainpower, and overcoming anxious thoughts to get that content out.





For instance, since I've gotten more consistent posting on my blog, I've been more anxious about the content I put up here and the metrics. I think the problem is in the metrics, but again, I'm learning to put the work out there, because someone is definitely reading it.





That said, I’m learning ways to balance my time on the platform to support my efforts and give me maximum impact for minimum use. Additionally, I’m back to using other social media platforms that seem to be doing right by the structure of their algorithm, Lookbook and Bloglovin come to mind.





It’s a funny oxymoron that Facebook for me provides this balance while pushing their sister brand Instagram in an opposite direction. Then, Twitter is where everything seems melt, chaotic but life isn’t too mimed, even though there is the increasing pressure of being professionally astute or contradictory to gain clout.





Part of the ways I’ve handled anxiety recently, is by deliberately removing the word ‘my’ when trying to narrate to people that I struggle a lot with being anxious. There is no joy in claiming something as burdensome as ‘anxiety’ by personifying it. Reading physical copies of books and doing more non-digital things has helped me to manage anxiety- there are more things I want to expand on, but my time is limited.





A final thought, I still love creating things on social media- simple and complex- I should learn the ropes to get my Instagram popping again, cos truth be told, the platform can sometimes be gratifying. Anyways, shoutout to Pinterest- it’s my next social media platform I intend to conquer.





Ok, I’m done eating.


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