Art X 2021- My favourite five

Art X is an annual art fair held in Lagos, showcasing work from artists across Africa. For more information on work that is referenced in this post, visit the Art X website.

I’m not sure if I sound like a corporate brochure because I’ve been writing something formal or if this is just how my brain sounds now. Over the past weekend, I went solo to be with art at this years Art X. The only other time i’ve been in previous versions was to the live show part of the weekend, never to the actual exhibition.

I’ve been trying to define my artist identity so it felt like the perfect time to go and feel inspired. It ended up being a bit too crowded (what I get for going in the last slot of the weekend) and I turned around to a random woman touching my dress. Apparently, she was trying to figure out how to recreate it. I don’t know if you’ve ever had your personal space invaded like that, but it really kind of ruined my day. Luckily, I had already been through most of the exhibition at that point.

Anyway, to the art we go!

Aplerh-Doku Borlabi Exceptional

Aplerh-Doku Borlabi “Exceptional” 2021

This was my favourite piece and artist and where I spent the most time. It strongly reminded me of some of my favourite art that I’ve created. I love the textures , which are even more striking in person, and the colour choices. I feel like there’s a bareness in presenting people (especially faces) in 2D which I love.

Adjei Tawiah “Untitled” 2021

Cecilia Lamptey-Botchway “Adenake and Friend” 2021

Joana Choumali “At Least We Have Each Other” 2021

Norman O’Flynn “Interior of Good and Evil” 2021

Let's Catch Up

It’s been a few months since I’ve been on here. I started off the year doing too damn much and burnt myself out. I’m learning, as I always am, to strip everything away and learn to add things in bit by bit. I don’t always do it well- doing everything at once is infinitely more addictive than being sensible. In the months since I’ve been away, I’ve done a few things worth mentioning.

I designed and produced a planner…

Last year, I decided to try out product design by making a notebook. It went well, so for my next attempt, I decided to go big or go home and make a planner.

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I created it at a time when I needed structure in my life, so it was me making something that I wanted to exist. It was a painful and expensive process. I will share the gruesome details of that entire journey soon. In the end, I’m proud of myself and it’s available to purchase. It can ship internationally, but it is expensive. It does ship nationwide (in Nigeria). Start planning here.

I became a buzzfeed contributor

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I am now writing book related content for buzzfeed. My first piece is here and it’s a quiz based on my favourite genre- romance. The gag is, romance as a book genre has these rules that people live and die by- aka it must have a happily ever after (HEA) or a happily for now (HFN). Basically, as well as the central story being about a love story, the love story has to end with the couple together. Do I think a story can’t be a romance if the couple doesn’t end up together at the end of the book? No. Do I think love should be limited to the couple being together forever? No. Do I understand the need for some happy respite from this stressful world? yes.

I started a Monday Musings series on Instagram

Inspired by one of my favourite actresses, Freema Agyeman, I decided to start a Monday Musings series on Instagram. A way to muse every week and it’s already been seven weeks. More than the posts themselves, I’ve learnt so much from doing these posts.

  1. Intentionality wins every time. I set a clear goal that was very easy for me and I’ve followed through seven times.

  2. Time passes quicker than you think- every week, I’m shocked that another week has passed but without that deliberate time marker, more time would probably pass before it occurred to me.

  3. Little goals always feel too little when you set them, but add up to a lot. If I had decided to start posting on Instagram once a week, I would have convinced myself that didn’t make sense and pushed myself to think “at least 5 times a week” but I noticed that more than once, when I came to post the Monday post, the last post on my feed was from the Monday before. So basically, before I started doing these Monday posts, I would go more than one week without posting, but setting such a small goal would have still scared me. It’s made me more willing to embrace small, very small, very tiny goals.

That’s all for the catch up, now that’s out of the way, we can have some chats!

Dami Around The Web- Week 3

Hello and welcome to another week of me sharing links I came across this week. This week is going to be brief and to the point. As always, headings are hyperlinked. Don’t forget to comment and share.

Bias in Healthcare

Every year or so, there is a headline and a few stories about how racism affects childbirth and chances mortality stats in pregnant women and their babies. What we don’t see as often, is how bias affects every facet of healthcare. This first person account of the effect of medical bias was so infuriating, I don’t know how much work needs to be done to change the system.

Cute Friendship Stories

Female friendships can be so wonderful. I enjoyed these examples of great friendship.

Even more evidence of men being biased against women

Girl boss theory says that if women just acted more like men at work, they would get the same benefits. This article gives a little insight into why that idea is false- and kind of ridiculous.

Evidence of the whole world being biased against female leaders

When women are in positions of power, we hold them to a universally higher standard than men and I don’t like that.

Who is the lead of Judas and the black Messiah?

Very interesting look at award politics. Also, Kate Winslet tried to be the supporting character in “The Reader”??? Come on! It makes me look at awards with a new eye.

Even good partners can be bad

I enjoyed this because someone can transform your life positively and also do something negative. People aren’t just good or bad. This is a perfect example.

A mother that regrets being a mother

This kind of illustrated the thoughtless approach a lot of people take to becoming parents. Society just demands that kids be the next step for every couple without considering what the right choice is for people on an individual level. I hope that we start to examine our choice to be parents, and not just approach it as the next step in life.

Dami Around The Web- Week 2

Can I just say spending all my time online feels better now that I have highlights to share! Without a long ramble intro, let’s get straight to it. All the headings are hyperlinked!

The True story behind I care a lot

Last week, I shared the movie, I care a lot, and a few days after I watched it, I read this 2017 New Yorker article about the real and dangerous world of legal guardianship in America.

Spotify in Nigeria

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Last week, I wrote about Tidal being in Nigeria- this week, I’m here to tell you Spotify has joined the party and is now in Nigeria. The premium monthly plans are N900 a month, but there’s also a free tier (with ads) and you can sign up online. As of now, it looks like only some bank cards work- Access bank being one of them. As I don’t have an Access bank account, I take it as a sign that I only need the free version to listen to podcasts that are exclusive to Spotify.

Vanity Fair Jay-Z interview

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I like reading profiles. The random details, the length of them. I think done well, they are one of the best kinds of non fiction you can read. This week

On Kim Kardashian’s First Pregnancy

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This is an article on Kim’s bravery in facing the constant nasty media attention she got when she was pregnant with North. On reflection, this is an example of how deep fatphobia is because all the negative attention boiled down to, “wow she got fat and she’s showing up in the world”. Forget that the pregnancy was dangerous, forget that so much of it was unexpected, forget that it was her first child- the media, and sometimes comments from family and even her internalised voice cared most about the weight gain. It’s really sad.

Social Media trends from January 2021

This was sort of interesting. We are always trying to hack and understand social media and figure out how to maintain attention. I think we kind of do that in real life as well.

8 Nigerian men on why they regret getting married

Another week, another Zikoko post. I have so many thoughts on this, but at the same time, I have almost no thoughts. I found it interesting how many men were resentful of spending money on their kids and I assume, their wife. I think the pressure of financial expectations on men should be a massive reason men get passionate about dismantling the patriarchy but they seem to see that money nugget in complete isolation. I will say this though- if you HATE your wife, do you both a favour and separate from her. It sounds extremely scary for someone to have such strong negative feelings for someone they share a house and bed with and not do anything about it. It sounds like a dangerous situation to me, truthfully.

That’s all for this week!


Ask Dami- Episode 2

Dear Dami,

I started a weekly advice column on my blog to answer questions and dilemmas that people may have. I used some old questions in my first column to give people a chance to see questions answered before committing to sharing their questions and dilemmas. For the next week, I reminded people on social media about asking questions and tried to boost the post as much as possible. I received no questions. As it’s only my second week, do you think I should give up? Or give it a chance?

Thank you.

Embarrassed Blogger.

Dear Embarrassed Blogger,

Well done for starting something new! It is always scary to present oneself as any sort of “expert” on a subject and it’s a brave thing to have put yourself out there like that. Ultimately, you have to remember why you decided to start an advice column. If it’s to give people a space to share and be helped, then allow that to happen naturally. You shouldn’t feel embarrassed that your offer wasn’t taken up just yet. Give it some time and continue to show people that it’s okay to be vulnerable and to show and share that vulnerability, to remind people that they aren’t alone. Well done again and I hope your column eventually picks up steam.

Love, Dami.

Dear Dami,

Every time I’m alone with my thoughts and goals, I feel sure and inspired and I love my work but the moment I share it, I feel silly and can’t help but seek external validation. How do I get to a place where I can maintain that feeling of sureness I have before I share my work?

Chronic self-doubter

Dear Chronic self doubter,

You are not alone. We are constantly listening to the thoughts of hundreds and sometimes, thousands of people very quickly on social media. That’s a lot of noise and some of it is bound to get in your subconscious. On an emotional level, you need to identify the feedback that makes you feel most badly about yourself and figure out why. It may be something that you aspire to, and feel like you cannot achieve and on the other end, it can just be things that trigger bad feelings about yourself. Either way, you need to curate the information you take in and unfollow and block anything that consistently creates negative feelings. That includes removing people from following you on your social media if they only say negative things to you.

On a practical level, use those moments of self assuredness to create as much as possible and schedule things, so that in the moments of self doubt, you don’t have to also create and share on top of those negative feelings.

Keep going. You will find your tribe, it will get easier and your voice will get stronger.

Love, Dami.

To ask any questions, please contact me here

Dami Around the Web- Week 1

I thought it might be fun to share links to things I read, watched and just observed around the internet every week!

The headings of all stories are hyperlinked.

On this week…

Fenty Beauty

Fenty Beauty is now a billion dollar company which means we are never getting an album. I am sad, I am mad, I listened to Anti again and wow, it is so good. So no matter what, at least we have that.

Kanye and Kim split is officially announced

I think about Kanye a lot and how his vulnerability in the world has led to him being clowned, him being discussed, hated and made it possible in the split for everyone to take neat sides. I’m not saying he’s perfect, but he has shown way more of this thoughts and feelings than we ever get to see. Kim has said countless times of the amazing things he has done- the amazing ways he has been a father and a husband. But once the news of the split hit, all I saw was “I’m so happy for Kim” “she put up with a lot”- like yo- relationships can end without one person being to blame for everything.

Zikoko Gen Z vs Millenials

Zikoko Published an article with gen z flaming millennials, which led to a two day twitter flaming of millennials . It was hilarious because no generation has ever thought the generation just before them was cool. It’s literally the circle of life.

I am such a millennial truthfully and I remember when I was a loot younger, one of my aunties said “you couldn’t pay me money to be a teenager again”- I didn’t get it at the time, but now I do. Growing up is hard.

Softlords are the worst

I had literally never thought about the existence of landlords before covid. A lot of harsh capitalism critique comes out of America and I don’t blame them because the capitalism there is the Wild West of capitalism and the critique is often a paradox, but I digress. In the end, I concluded that the critique of landlords, though having some merit on some level, is also misplaced about where the responsibility should lie- with the government. This made me laugh though, because it captures, not just the softlord, but a lot of business owners in the woke era of life- wanting to appear woke and fair, whilst doing the exact same thing they criticise.

Covid has stolen my identity

Covid has gone on forever and as someone that has erred on “safe than sorry” and more or less stayed inside for the best part of a year, my identity is in flux and this captured a bit of that. Although this ends on a hopeful note, for me, I’m still there and probably would be until the vaccine kicks in and life’s motions begin again.

Journey from working in a Nigerian supermarket to earning $200,000 a year

I think this was an interesting story because it captured just moving through life when your goal is just to keep surviving vs when you have the luxury of a pre-determined path. The mother was also super interesting and I think that kind of thing happens more than we like to admit- a parent feeling slighted by their child’s relationship with another parental figure and how the closeness is often explained by dark magic. It’s a topic for deep exploration.

I Care A Lot

The premise of this movie was scary as hell. A legal guardian exploiting her wards and even though the plot veered off point, I wish that’s where the story stayed. I think a difference between American and say, British cinema is that Americans are unwilling to explore difficult subjects in a sober way. They always veer off topic to keep it entertaining and while that is fun sometimes, it’s worrying when the villain is always a complex character and the victims aren’t ever given voices. It seems like a dramatic thing to say, but entertainment, especially tv, is probably one of the biggest tools for shaping subconscious bias in people, because on some level we start to think of it as reflecting real life. There’s a reason why military invests in movies in America and theres’s a reason why before social media was as deep as it is now, we all believed the hype of America being the most amazing and developed place in the world.

In this movie, there’s another very attractive, super smart, super powerful villain who is opportunistic but also capable of love and friendship. Where is the story of the actual lives of regular people whose only crime was being old. It really is scary and it’s not just an American thing. Old people are often marginalised, not just by society, but by families. Even though they are whole people with whole lives and thoughts and feelings, they aren’t treated like that. In this movie, old is as young as 69. Bruh.

Anyway, it was an entertaining movie and Rosamund Pike is born to play these roles (Gone Girl, I Care A Lot)

Speaking of movies on Netflix, I’ve been watching a lot of old romcoms and wow, the genre has really fallen off. I now remember why that was always my favourite genre. Funny, comforting, great acting, good chemistry between the cast, plus there was always a secondary plot about the importance of friendship, which was also nice. I think I’m just going to keep watching as many of them as I can.

Tidal in Nigeria

Did you know Tidal is now in Nigeria? With their MTN partnership, you can get it really cheap, although it didn’t work for me when I tried to register. I registered on the Tidal web page and it’s $2 a month! what??

Thirty Plus Podcast

I launched my new podcast called Thirty Plus, which is really a rebrand of my previous podcast which had no clear direction. I just want a space to talk about the reality of “being a grown up” without necessarily having the markers or confidence or knowledge about how to navigate that space.

Why Did I Leave Google?

This was an interesting “expectation” vs “reality” piece by Waze co-founder about the reality of life at google after your company is acquired. Being bought out by a tech giant is a dream for many in this day and time, and it was nice to read firsthand experience.

Gemma K’s Perfectly Perfect Love Life

I loved this. It gave me the nostalgic feeling of watching YouTube web series back in the day. I love and respect creatives for taking their careers and opportunities into their own hands and having the confidence to put their work out there, without the validation of an industry giant. I hope this blows up and leads to a great career.

Wow, this has been longer than I expected and I’m going to have to save anything else for next week! Please share interesting things with me in the comments!



Ask Dami- Episode 1

Hello, Hello, Hello!

A few weeks ago, I announced on instagram that I was going to start an Ask Dami advice column to be posted weekly, on Fridays. In true life fashion, I promptly carried on with my life without doing what I said and finally, I decided to just do it! In this first instalment, I will be using questions I got on an Instagram stories question box when I asked “Ask Me About Marriage”.

Is it Normal to want alone time away from your partner?

Absolutely. Marriage doesn’t stop you from being an individual and it is natural as an individual to want space and alone time. If you’re at a point where your partner’s desire for space makes you feel de-prioritised or you only ever want space, then that may become a cause for concern.

Is it normal for someone who’s getting married to be in contact with ex’s parents?

Sometimes the relationships created through romantic relationships outlast the romantic relationships themselves. It really depends on what the relationship is and why it exists. The discomfort shouldn’t come solely from the fact that it’s the ex’s parents- really take time to figure out what exactly makes you comfortable about the actual relationship beyond the idea of it and then discuss that with your partner.

is it true that the most sex you’ll have is when you’re dating?

You will always have as much sex as you both want and are able to have. Obviously, lots of things affect how much sex you are able to have- desire, hormones, life. The thing that matters most in a romantic relationship is intimacy and that’s for every couple to define for themselves. Intimacy may be cuddling on the sofa every night or going to bed at the same time so you can catch up on each other’s days without distraction. Prioritise intimacy and let sex fall where it falls.

what would you never compromise in a relationship

I would never compromise by being with someone that needs me to be someone else. I think someone being fully accepting of you as an individual is a necessary first step for a healthy relationship.

what do you wish you knew before marriage

That expectations of your partner will change. If you don’t anticipate that, it may come as a shock. No matter how in control of your conscious you are, your subsconscious has its own ideas about marriage that you won’t be aware of until you actually get married. If you’re aware of that beforehand, you can recognise whether those expectations actually fit into your relationship or if they are just things you’ve been taught to want. You can also recognise those things in your partner and work together to adjust them for your actual relationship.

how do you and your husband fight and do you think you fight well?

I think we fight worse now that we did at the start of our relationship when we were poster kids for “fighting well”- very thoughtful, considerate and aimed at resolution. A lot of the time now, we are fighting fights we’ve fought before and will fight again, because we know each other so well and also know that the outcome of the fight has no consequences, so don’t really fight for resolution in the same way.

Our fights now sometimes can be unfair, because when there’s a way in which you’re different or there’s something you don’t agree on, it can be frustrating because you’re supposed to be partners. Ultimately, the fight is temporary, we acknowledge any way in which the other person was unfair and we move on from the fight, even though we haven’t necessarily reached a resolution on the underlying issue, because sometimes, there just isn’t a resolution and we live to fight another day.

To get answers on your pressing life questions answered in a future column, please email or DM me . All questions will be confidential by default.

Apple Fitness Plus Review

The fitness plus announcement was super exciting to me because I’m an apple fan through and through and I’m always excited to go further into the eco system. I liked the idea of a fitness app that would integrate automatically with my watch, show me my workout stats in real time and automatically track my workouts. The fact that it costs £9.99 / $9.99 a month as well put my expectations sky high. For 9.99 every month, I expected…the world and got…well…not that.

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When you first Use the app, it has to find your watch (obviously)

It couldn’t find mine because my watch OS wasn’t up to date, so I had to update it and try again

I signed up for a free trial and got ready for my first workout. First of all the studio set up was very jarring - maybe I’m used to cleaner aesthetics for workouts and considering that this an Apple product, I would have expected that from them. Instead, there was a brick wall in a dark room with disco lights. I decided to try a dance class. I’m not sure why because dance classes are really not my workout jam and I’m wildly unco-ordinated on the best of days, but I just wanted something easy. It was fun to see my stats on screen for the first few minutes but after a while, I was like meh. Because the workout wasn’t engaging enough for me, looking at my stats just made me clock watch. In the middle of the workout, I switched the timer to show me how much time I had spent instead of how much time I had left, which helped a little. I started the workout from the fitness plus app and it did track automatically which was good. 

I did a strength workout as well and again- it wasn’t the best workout I’ve done. 

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The next day, I went on the app and repeatedly got an error message. My lack of enthusiasm about the app from the day before made me give up on it and that was the end of my fitness plus journey.

The Plus

It integrates with your Apple Watch and has machine options like treadmill and bike workouts. 

The minus

It’s expensive. For a much lower monthly fee, you can sign up for YouTube premium, get YouTube music for free with that and download or stream a muuuuch wider range of workouts.

The quality of the workouts aren’t great. I only tried two workouts and new workouts are constantly getting added, so this opinion was formed off the back of those two workouts.

Have you tried fitness plus or are you thinking of trying it?

Happy New Year

I had an entirely different post written and planned out, but in the spirit of the new year, I decided to just open up a new post and free write. It’s been an interesting couple of months. On the 2nd of December, 2020, I launched a product. A notebook which one of my prints that I absolutely love. It was a very Nike moment- just do it. I put it up on instagram and twitter and dropped my phone like a hot potato. My plan was to give it one or two days and then post the launch on my blog and then another one or two days and then start messaging family and friends directly. I sold out in 30 hours. And cried.

As a society, we place a lot of emphasis on intention. I think we give intention and action the same weight of emotion. It’s why someone can say “I was going to do this for you” and be met with a feeling of warmth. It’s why we let people off for terrible things because they “feel guilty”. For the purposes of this post, it’s why the idea of doing something is matched with as much excitement as doing the thing itself.

We’ve all done it. Thought of an idea that was so great, so brilliant and execution was the less important part. We’ve been met with excitement for that idea - “wow, great mind, great idea, great intention”. But then what happens next?

I’ve wanted to sell my digital art for years. I had vague notions of a website and the sort of stuff I wanted my prints to go on. In the end, there was nothing glamorous about my launch. It was a lined notebook sold through DMs. It was an action, so it mattered more than all the thoughts I’d had in my head.

So, next- we rinse, we repeat. We think, then we execute.

Something I’ve struggled with for a long time- my whole life really, is accepting my gifts. I feel like I always sought out struggle because I felt like success and life in general had to have struggle to it. What I didn’t realise was that, even when you’re gifted at something, there’s still struggle in the consistency of it. I wish I accepted earlier that I am a talented writer, editor, communicator, artist, designer- that I am great at helping other people succeed . Even as I type this as a sort of “in your face” to my fear, there’s a niggling doubt in my mind. Am I, in fact, talented?

The thing is, I don’t think it matters. I can re-characterise that to “I love to write, to edit, to communicate, to create art, to design- to help other people succeed. That, is just as valid.

Just as we praise intention, we praise talent. What I love, what I admire, what everyone I’m a fan of has in common- they work. They show up, they are consistent. The thing is, not everyone can have talent- like beauty, like luck- it’s not distributed evenly. But work? Consistency? More people can do that.

So welcome to another year that can be just like the last or completely different. Some part of that shift, is up to you. Your life can look COMPLETELY different in a year, but you have to show up for that change.

My Weight Gain Journey

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I’ve never been the kind of person that hasn’t had weight fluctuations. I’ve gained and lost weight a lot of times for many reasons but the first time I gained a significant amount of weight, I was in my first year of uni. 

 On my first morning in student accommodation, I set off the fire alarm by using the microwave- don’t ask me how that happened, I still have no idea. When the fire alarm went off, it triggered an automatic all- halls fire alarm that meant every single person in my halls of residence (hundreds of people) was woken up and had to stand outside in the cold to wait for the fire service who had to show up and disable the alarm. It was a cold Sunday morning. I still remember how embarrassing that was for me and between that incident and my racist housemates (one of whom was Canadian proving that racists come from everywhere), I ate as many of my meals as I could in my room, which meant a lot of junk food. I gained weight really quickly. By the time I went to stay with some family for Christmas, three months after uni started, I had gained around 20kg/50lbs. 

I didn’t lose the weight until second and third year when I took up running and started cooking majority of my meals. I lost the last dress size by falling extremely sick and having to be admitted to the hospital. By the time I left uni, I was maintaining my weight loss and was also officially a runner.

For the next few years, I ran a lot and I walked everywhere. I always lived within a 30-minute walk from work, so I often walked to work, ran a lot and ate like a bird- little and often. 

Even at my absolute smallest, courtesy of two weeks of crying and sleeping after a breakup, I still dieted on and off. In fact, dieting to me was almost like a hobby. I can’t remember most of my diets but there were many.

I worked in fashion so people were always feeling so guilty for drinking diet coke and almost any size could qualify as fat since it wasn’t rooted in reality. I took so many “before” pictures and bought lots of extremely tiny clothes that I planned to one day fit into. I wanted nothing more than to be like a hanger (a not-great term used to describe skinny runway models) – thin and small and shaped really straight. I felt HUGE. 

In the midst of all of this, I moved back to Nigeria. I started to gain weight almost immediately from the sheer drop in my activity levels. I started law school where I was still running a lot and barely eating during the week, because the food options in law school were pretty dire. I pretty much maintained a small gain throughout law school and did a few half-hearted diets every so often. I started dating someone that would sometimes look at my old photos and say how he wished that he met me when I looked like that. After leaving law school, my activity levels dropped even more, and I gained more weight. I went to visit my partner who had now moved abroad for school and he was disappointed and angry at how much I had let myself go. 

At my post law school job, everyone knew me as the dieter- I was always on some diet or the other. I wasn’t alone in dieting, but I think I definitely took it to the next level- juicing, whole 30, vegan- there was always something.

In spite of the inconsistency, I basically went back and forth between two sizes.

I planned to leave my job in 2016. On the day I was going to resign, my mum called my aunt who called my cousin who called me to say my mum was panicking and I shouldn’t quit. What followed was one of the worst years of my life for mental health. I was miserable, I was bullied, confidence seeped out of me and the one thing I did was eat. I had close relationships with so many restaurants and food delivery services. I tried everywhere that sounded good. It wasn’t just ordering food or eating out, it was also interesting stuff in supermarkets, cooking the most gourmet looking lunches for myself, starting pancake Saturdays. Food was a bright spot in my life at that time. Eventually, I quit my job at the end of 2017, at which point I had gained A LOT of weight.

After I left, my mental health started to improve, even though now, I was facing something else I didn’t anticipate- the feeling of rootlessness that comes from being unemployed. Even with that, I was happier, and I actually lost some of the excess weight without trying. I also kind of started to not want to be locked into a constant battle with my body. I started to confront those feelings and was making a little progress, but then, I got engaged.

I’ve touched a little on the pressure to lose weight for your wedding but I definitely felt it. The difference is, I was reluctant to really do anything extreme in pursuit of that- maybe I was tired or maybe I had already started to unpack the body-hate and realise that it wasn’t a sustainable way to live. Either way, I lived my life. About 6 months before my wedding, I hired a personal trainer and when he suggested a diet/calorie limit, I balked at the suggestion. I just could not bring myself to do it- I just wasn’t interested. 4 or so months before the wedding, I tried to diet for a few days and just couldn’t, there were more important things at the time.

I got married and in the first year of marriage, I shut down on weight loss/ dieting etc. That was a transformative year for me because it was the year I learnt to accept my body. Those two years- 2018 and 2019 were transformative. I stopped buying clothes that were for a smaller body, I stopped letting my feelings about my body dictate my life. I stopped doing extreme diets and when people spoke about themselves the way I used to speak about myself, it was jarring, it felt weird and sad to hear. I left fitness groups I was in and just tried to figure out for myself what I wanted/needed. 

There have been a lot of arguments about fat people not being the only people entitled to negative self image. While that is true- speaking from my own experience, I suffered negative self image even at my smallest size, which was quite small, the difference is that with fat people, there are a lot of external voices. I find that people are a lot ruder and feel more entitled to say their negative opinions. It’s one thing to battle yourself, it’s another thing to battle yourself and a lot of other voices especially when the voices are confirming the worst things you feel about yourself. 

 

 

 

On loneliness

I am lonely. I have been lonely. When that thought crystallised in my mind, I immediately started trying to draw lines and make connections. My mind doesn’t accept emotions on their own- I accept patterns and facts and reasons. I started to think about 2019 where I started the year newly married and left alone as most married people are- and the fractured relationships from my wedding planning that I planned to heal. I thought about the absolute disbelief of losing my mum on a morning where she woke up and made her own breakfast. And then the relationships that fractured from that. The wedding fractures that turned into permanent breaks.

The isolation of not working. The mental stress of not earning money, then earning a little and then not earning again. The loneliness of creating something that you put your soul into and the tepid response. The loneliness of not having the words to express, to explain how grief melds itself with you so much that you don’t know where the grief starts and your other emotions end.

The loneliness of trying to find and give joy. Of clinging to the relationships you have left. Of wondering what the hell is wrong with me? Why am I not…likeable…loveable?

The loneliness of reading and reading and trying to escape to anywhere but here?

Of hoping your vulnerability can save a relationship that you didn’t realise was already dead?

The loneliness of the expectation that marriage can save you- from loneliness, from longing, from wanting - to be liked, to have a community, from self-doubt.

I Took A 5 Week Break From Social Media- Here's What I Learnt

One day near the end of August, I felt like I had been on social media all day and all week and I was exhausted. It occurred to me that the only proper break I had ever taken from everything was a week long break and I remember feeling like it was really great. I knew this time, I wanted it to be at least a month long but I also knew that if I waited to start on the 1st of September, I may have lost my ginger – so there and then, I made a quick note to put on my blog related accounts, signed out and deleted the apps from my devices. The first day wasn’t a full day- I probably decided at like 2pm on the 27th of August and then went off at 4pm. 

 My fantasy when I decided to go off was something like this- I would become the sort of person that wakes up at 4.30, does a light mediation, gets out of bed and has a hot drink, then works out and then works for a solid 4-5 hours straight before relaxing into more engaged forms of entertainment. What really happened was that the first thing I realised is that I was…depressed. 

Depression manifests very differently for everyone and even for the same person, it can be different every time. For me, I was finding it difficult to do anything. I couldn’t focus, I couldn’t think, I couldn’t do the smallest tasks. This isn’t really a post about that but I can say, I’m feeling better now, and limiting my distractions helped me to zero in on the feeling and deal with it.

I did get out of bed sooner. I’ve always been an early riser- morning person, but i’ve often woken up and spent the morning in bed, just scrolling. Now, I was awake and out of bed within 10 minutes. 

In September, I read 27 books, but in the whole time I was off social media, I read about 30 books. I usually interrupt reading with scrolling on socials, but I was able to just read books from start to finish without stopping. The last time I was off social media for a week, I read 3 books on the first day. This time, it was more like a book a day for the first two weeks but I did a lot of other things too- like play a lot of candy crush, watch most of friends, download reddit on my phone for the first time and actually read some forums, read magazines and every lifestyle website I could find from multiple countries. I watched A LOT of youtube, listened to podcasts, learnt how to skip and started skipping and did a lot of writing, thinking and editing. 

I had extremely vivid dreams about everything. I had a dream about the characters of friends, about candy crush, YouTube -I think because I was focusing so much more on things, the things I dis become embedded in my subconscious and my dreams were deeper. I also slept earlier when I got into bed. With nothing really to distract me in bed, sleeping AND waking up were easier. 

At the beginning of lockdown, I did a lot of thinking. On this break, the thinking was x100. The difference is this time, I wasn’t just thinking- I was processing. I wasn’t just thinking things and pushing them down, I was working through my emotions and events I had experienced. 

One of the things I wanted to improve on when I took the break was Instagram shopping. I had started a phase of constantly shopping on Instagram. There were days were I would receive multiple deliveries of things I didn’t really need. I was able to stop that since I wasn’t on Instagram which was actually really satisfying. I spent more money on stuff I really wanted and I went to actual shops to buy things, which meant that I often made better decisions. 

It was nice to not constantly know what everyone’s opinion on things were. I was able to think clearly about what I wanted without getting inspired by other people’s lives. It made it easier to create a fitness routine that I’ve been able to stick to. I also got clarity about the illustration style and writing style I wanted to focus on developing. 

I did miss a lot of milestones, not just birthdays, but business launches, etc- some I’m aware of now, but some I will probably never find out, and that was definitely a disadvantage. However, I was more aware about remembering milestones without relying on stumbling on it on socials and asking more questions when I had conversations with my friends.

I had very very few conversations- there were days where I didn’t speak to anyone other than my husband. I’m mentioning this as something that happened, but it was neither a good or a bad thing. I don’t mind that I have a lot of friendships that thrive most on social media. I think that form of friendship is just as valid as calls or texts or constant communication. I didn’t feel lonely or isolated and I never had FOMO- mostly because I had no idea what I was missing out on. 

I’m looking forward to taking a candy crush break, ranting about friends (the TV show) and reading a lot less. The downside of reading so many books is realising that there really aren’t that many books that I WANT to read and reading for me is about enjoyment more than it is about metrics- I’m really happy reading fewer books and not running out of stuff to read. 

There is so much less content in the world than I thought. So much content creation is focused on temporary platforms, there is very little content (that I’m interested in) that exists outside of this, which made me extra determined to buckle down on creating some. If you’ve been looking for a reason to create longer lasting content, this is it please. There are literally hundreds of thousands of books published every year and so much of it, I’m not interested in. This made me feel so much more confident in editing my book because I realised that a world existed for it.

You may have noticed on the blog, but not being exposed to opinions often made me more confident. I blogged posts like this and this that I probably wouldn’t have published because the voices of disdain and attack would have been in my head. There is so much complaint and attack of people on socials. The only thing that reminded me of it was reading reader reviews on goodreads where people got extra offended by fictional characters being less than perfect. Fictional characters will continue to be imperfect because humans aren’t perfect and that standard applies so harshly on social media. We crowd source virtue and try to force it on everyone from the way people shower to how they cleanse their faces to how they live their lives even when it doesn’t affect anyone else. We police thoughts and words in a way that’s scary when you step out of it. In it, it starts to feel normal, but out of it and it’s like ARE WE INSANE? How can we feel comfortable expressing actual disgust at things like people not making their bed everyday or using the wrong soap to wash their face or whatever else. It’s a bit insane and I definitely would like to stay out of things like that.

I liked choosing what content I consumed and being in touch with my instincts more than before. 

I also realise that social media advocates for this sort of utopia where you only do the things you want to do in life and nothing else and that’s just not true of life. I touched on this idea here and will probably write about it again, but sometimes life takes effort and we have to do some things even when we don’t want to.

Even though I didn’t get out the fantasy I wanted from my social media break, I think I did get a ridiculous amount of positive stuff from it and I am so glad I did it. I don’t know how it will affect my usage going forward and how much I’m going to end up keeping all the lessons I’ve learnt but I’m excited to see and I’m glad this posts exists for me to remember the lessons I learnt. 

Divesting from religion

For the longest time, religion was a huge part of my life- I was a leader of many church groups, I went to night vigils, I water fasted for 3 days before getting dunked in dirty river water for baptism, I signed a virginity pledge, I didn’t drink or smoke or do anything “immoral” in uni and the few times I kissed someone or something like that, I wrote long pages in my journal berating myself. When I joined a church in uni, I didn’t just go on sundays, I stayed after service for groups, went to events and hosted a weekly bible study in my house. Even now, I have bible verses at the tip of my tongue for every situation because I’ve been to bible school with the high marks to prove my proficiency.

I’m not sure exactly when it started to slide away. I started to realise that you don’t need religion to be good- lots of people live the exact good life that religion promotes without being religious- but on the other hand, religion makes it much easier to be bad. Many bigots hinge their beliefs on religion because otherwise, it just wouldn’t make sense. When you can’t explain your disdain for someone or something that isn’t harmful with anything other than “that’s what the book says”, you have to wonder why it’s so important to have it.

The platitudes frustrate me. In the midst of my deepest grief, I felt extreme anger at people that had nothing to offer but religious platitudes. Bible verses don’t replace showing up, or being thoughtful or just taking a moment to do something from a place of empathy. The guest book after my mum died was full of “God knows best” and other such meaningless words. Would it kill a person to just write “we were classmates and we laughed at the teacher together”. Righteousness is often a cloak from actual humanity- from actually doing the work to connect to people, to work hard, to figure out what you believe, what your morality is- to question, to always question what’s right and what’s wrong. 

You cannot pick and choose when to be a human being and when to be a divine being. Your prayer does not replace your actions. 

A summary of how periods feel in case you were interested

Women get a raw deal in society but one of the most criminal things that we experience is having to work on our periods. Every month, I am absolutely gobsmacked afresh at how horrible this thing is. The worst thing is it seems to just get worse and worse the older you get- it becomes an absolutely unfun game of “guess what new thing you’re going to get”. I have decided out of anger to list the absolute bare minimum that comes with periods- this is definitely a short list and things can be so much worse than this.

Cramps

Interesting how we just call it cramps- a cramp is something I get from sitting too long or from typing for lots of hours- period pain is not a “cramp”. For the few people reading that don’t know what it feels like, these are the layers- there’s a dull ache that sorts of starts from the top of your ribs, all down your belly, sides and back- it’s kind of like the background beat of the period pain sound. On top of that, there’s a stabbing pain that makes sure it randomises itself just enough that you can’t get used to it and it remains just as unbearable no matter how long it lasts. There’s also a kind of scrunchy pain that twists parts of your insides - you never know quite where it’s coming from, so that’s fun. Sometimes, when you take a painkiller, maybe it hits all three - maybe it hits one or two- but it usually leaves at least the dull ache, just to remind you not to get tooo comfortable.

Period shits

Don’t think there’s a lot to say about this- but bad enough that periods may induce their own special diarrhoea but who the hell wants to take a bloody shit? 

Fatigue

The exhaustion is often compounded by the fact that intense painkillers ALSO make you more exhausted

Feeling like your uterus is falling out

Fever 

Nausea

There’s just general nausea and sometimes there’s vomiting from the pain 

General discomfort

The 10 books I read in June 2020

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Just My luck- Adele Parks

A group of couple friends have played the same lottery numbers together for years. One day, after a fight, only one couple plays the numbers and wins. This leads to a series of fights and dramatic events. While the premise was interesting, the execution was a little tedious and the characters weren’t well developed. There was a very bad guy- good guy dichotomy that was slightly unrealistic. The twist at the end was also not worth the effort to get there. Unfortunately, it just wasn’t for me.

Recipe for Persuasion- Sonali Dev

A woman enters a cooking reality show to save the restaurant her father left her. Her celebrity sports star ex-boyfriend signs up to the show to be partnered with her. This is set against the backdrop of the story of how her parents met. It was an easy read, solid 3 out of 5 stars.

All the things we never knew- Liara Tamani

This was one of my most anticipated books this year and it was an easy read of teenagers falling in love while trying to deal with their changing identities. It started a bit strangely, almost like landing in the middle of chapter 3. I had to check that I didn’t mistakenly start in the middle of the book.

Maybe you should talk to someone-Lori Gottlieb

Everytime Afoma rates something highly, I read it. Interestingly enough, this is a book I already owned. It’s about a therapist who starts therapy after a bad breakup set against the background of therapy sessions with some of her most memorable clients. It was really interesting and packed full of wisdom. Very enjoyable non-fiction read.

The subtweet-Vivek Shraya

I have never read a story quite like this. Amazing book, but also not for everyone. It’s a complex story about friendship, self-confidence, living our lives online, racism, allyship, fear and creativity all set within the Canadian music industry. The audiobook is also on all music streaming platforms which I think is a brilliant idea.

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I am not your baby mother- Candice Brathwaite

I’ve loved Candice’s writing for years, so I wasn’t surprised that this was well written and so honest. One of the reviews I read said “it’s like she's trying to say every black mother in the UK has a negative experience” which was a stretch of a takeaway because even though her first birthing experience was horrible, her second wasn’t. Black mothers in the UK are also 5 times more likely to die as a result of childbirth and she was almost a part of that statistic. I can’t wait to read whatever she writes next.

Something to talk about-Meryl Wilsner

An assistant and boss fall for each other and eventually get into a relationship.

Last Tang Standing-Lauren Ho

This book had a slow start and it started with a scene that had a lot of characters, all of whom may be important to the story. When you can get past that intro bit, it’s a really great story about a single thirty something year old woman bowing to the pressure of her family to get married while trying to advance in a job that has taken all her time but she isn’t sure that she loves.

Party of Two- Jasmine Guillory

If you’ve read all Jasmine Guillory books, you know the themes by now- strong career woman, great guy that needs to grow up somewhat, a specific food (cake in this book) and an entertaining love story.

You should see me in a crown- leah Johnson

When a girl loses her scholarship, she needs to try and win prom queen for the financial price. A well written coming of age high school story.

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A Stolen Q & A

I’ve always read a lot of magazines- I still do and some of my favorite features are when celebs do a short feature answering random questions- basically a Q & A. This month, I’ve saved some of my fave lists and I’m going to answer the questions! This one is from Red Mag.


My can’t-miss podcast is…

Obviously my podcast. Shameless plug aside, I am not yet a huge podcast person, but I listen to The High Low and I said what I said.

The candle I love to light is…

Mint Vanilla bean & peppermint. Vanilla is my favourite scent but it can be a little too sweet in candles. The peppermint balances it out perfectly and I just love it. 

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My Favourite Shoes are…

Impossible to pick but I wear these nikes and these Marni sandals a lot.

The book I keep on my bedside table is…

I really do not read physical books anymore, so I guess the book would be my iPad or kindle?I used to always have a notebook with me but tbh now I just type everything in the notes app.

My favorite hotel for a weekend away is…

Lagos isnt the ideal city for a staycation, but my easy go-to Lagos hotel is The Moorhouse hotel in Ikoyi. My favourite hotels are the Palace hotel in New York (which was a setting for so much of gossip girl i’m realising on my second watch) and The Blossom House in Amsterdam, which isn’t even really a hotel at all. 

The Blossom House was 10/10 stay

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Super excited about the view from The Palace

The albums I’ll never grow tired of are…

There are two kinds of music listeners- people that love singles and people that love albums. I love albums so there are A LOT of albums (and mixtapes) that should go on this list, but since this isn’t a post about albums, i’ve picked six- American Teen-Khalid, Lost & Found- Jorja Smith, After Laughter- Paramore, Love Letters-Metronomy, Indicud-Kid Cudi and Igor-Tyler the Creator.

My best holiday ever was…

Last year when i went to 6 countries in 3 weeks. Exhausting, expensive and worth it.


The thing I can’t stop buying for my home is…

Coffee paraphernalia, bottles and cups. 


The mantra I live by is…

Life is happening now.


My signature fragrance…

None right now because I’m currently using up all fragrance gifts I’ve received in the past two years. Funny story- There was a time in my life where for like a week or so, I decided to dab vanilla extract on my wrists as some sort of quirky “she always smells like vanilla” thing. I always smelled like baked goods and confusion and I went back to my Chloe fragrance really quickly!






Do I Talk Too Much?

I’ve always felt like I talk too much. Whether that’s true or it’s internalised from my family calling my honesty “unwise” when I was growing up, I don’t know, but in conversations, my subconscious starts a guage, measuring the length of my responses compared to the other person/people in the conversation- my guage always comes back with one response- yes, you do talk too much.

The thing about growing up is that you’re forved to confront things often- your relationships, your thoughts, your opinions of yourself and it can be exhausting and not lead anywhere. Even though I’m constantly examining this “talk too much”, I haven’t come up with solutions. Do I just need friends that validate my talk? Do I need to talk less? Do I need to channel my talk energy into something else?

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About 9 months into my relationship with my current partner, we spent 10 days in the guest room of another couple’s home. One morning, my friend said she heard me talking a mile a minute and my now partners engaged responses and that to her was a sign that we were meant to be together. When I was even younger- say 14 or 15, I sat in a parked car talking to my mum and a few days later, a friend told me he saw us and was fascinated by the fact that my mum was engaged in the conversation and was listening to me.

In both those cases, my friends were saying “it’s rare to find someone who listens, who is engaged, who cares so much”- they weren’t saying I talk too much. Of course, on the worst days when my guage has signalled that I’ve talked not just too much, but waaaay too much, I twist those instances and use it as justification that yes- everyone agrees I talk too much.

This is a problem that needs a solution. How am I to ever relax into relationships when that guage still exists, when I’m constantly replaying conversations and wondering “was that too much? just enough?”

All of this sounds like I’m a fountain of availability and talk in my relationships, when the overwhelming feedback from my friends is that i’m…cold. And often hard to read.

I’m extremely jealous of people for whom these things are effortless. But then, how do we know? If we don’t see into everyone’s head, how do we know if they have gauges and if those gauges are always showing them the opposite of what they aim for? 

I thought simply writing out my thoughts would lead me to a conclusion one way or another, but here I am, at the end of this, still wondering, do I talk too much?

The Reasons for my Social Media Break

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It’s been a little over a week since I impulsively decided to take a social media hiatus. I started to feel like I couldn’t hear my own thoughts and I was constantly immersed in details and thoughts of other people’s lives. I also realised that I had never really taken a meaningful break off social media. All of that added to a desperate impulse to take the break while I felt motivated to. I stuck a note on two of my accounts and deleted the apps from my phone. 

In the time since I’ve been away, some huge things have happened in the world and I’ve been able to read it, acknowledge it and move on. That’s very different to the usual, when one event can span a whole day of reading everyone’s thoughts and sharing mine on the same thing. Sometimes on social media, it feels like you are not allowed to take a break from hard things. You must be immersed in every pain and every suffering in real time. You cannot be silent, you cannot be unfeeling. You must take on every single pain and sign every petition. You must never look alway. And lord, it is exhausting. 

There is power in group change -absolutely. I love the way voices are amplified and change is made- it is a tool that has done so much, but at the same time, everyone cannot be part of every change everyday. We cannot all have the same weight of feeling for everything every time. Because as much as we have collective suffering, we still have individual suffering. And there is also a need for joy and for distraction and for laughter. I have privileges and I have disadvantages that I don’t want to acknowledge EVERY SINGLE DAY. 

Of course, no one puts a gun to my head and forces me to use my social media in a particular way but I’m only human and peer pressure is real. So is empathy. Having a front seat to real time pain and suffering, it’s hard to ignore and to look away. 

Of course, there are other things that bother me- when I finally like a style of illustration and then I scroll and see 20 other styles that suddenly appeal to me or I’ve decided to do photography a certain way and I see 100 other ways that I may like better. I’m trying to find my own voice in many aspects, the same way I have found my writing voice. No matter how many books, articles or blogs I read, I write how I write and there’s freedom in that. I want that freedom in as many things as possible.

I still have 3 weeks left on my break and I am extremely excited. I’ve been reading a book a day and having really intense dreams, I’ve been learning again to have opinions that I don’t share. I’ve been writing in that intense way where you start typing and words start flowing on the page in a way you didn’t anticipate. I have clarity, I have freedom and I know these feelings will change as the weeks go by and I’m excited to see how. 

I Should Have Taken My Own Advice...

I broke my cardinal rule of goal setting- I did too much. After I tasted consistency and started falling in love with it, I kept on tacking on more and more things to be consistent in, and you can imagine how that went. I crashed. Hard. Before I crashed, things started to slip. The thing about setting bigger and bigger goals is that you get such a rush from completing those goals, that you start to lose sight of everything else you’re losing from focusing on this giant goal that may not even care about.

So I did what I would advise anyone to do- I stopped everything and went back to my starting points. It quickly became apparent what goals I wasn’t interested in and which ones I did but hadn’t been focusing on, like the blog.

When I did my 30 days of blogging everyday, I was proud of myself but I didn’t get the immediate rush that I wanted at the end of it - some massive increase in popularity- something. That was short sighted. In the threeish months since I did that, I’ve been getting traction, which is very strange because I’ve barely posted since then. I don’t think it’s because I posted everyday- I think because I posted everyday, I was able to put out content I loved that I would have hesitated to put out before.

As someone that has gone back to hesitating, I’ve come to the honest realisation that creating consistently is…just hard. There’s no hack, there’s no way around the hard, you just have to accept it as part of the process.

I started this blog because I wasn’t seeing enough of my life being reflected on the internet- a twenty something year old girl trying to navigate life in Lagos. It’s interesting that so many years later, I still don’t know many other bloggers sharing that journey. Rather than turn me off, it makes me even more determined to follow through with that path. It’s interesting how much my old posts help me, and from the lovely comments I get, I believe they help other people too.

Welcome back to me.

The 8 Books I Read in May 2020

What a month May ended up being. This year is the tipping point of years of boiling points reached at the same time. I did all my May reading in the few days where my mind seemed to be able to finally focus on reading words in actual pages and paragraphs and not 280 character posts. Unsurprisingly, the reading was very light and fun and I re-discovered a love for romance (that seems to have disappeared this month).

You Deserve Each Other- Sarah Hogle

An engaged couple realises neither of them wants to get married and tries to make the other person cancel the wedding first. The premise was far more interesting than the execution and it was a good 100- 150 pages too long. Basically, nothing happened. It’s getting made into a movie, so that may make the story come more alive.

The Henna Wars -Adiba Jaigirdar

After Nishat decides to come out as a lesbian to her family, she decides to do a henna booth for her class business competition. When a new friend chooses the same idea, their budding friendship turns into a rivalry. This was very well written and explored. The relationships were well developed and racism and homophobia were tackled in a very thoughtful way. Highly recommend.

Dominicana-Angie Cruz

A story of a new Dominicana bride married off by her family for a chance to move to America. It’s a journey of her first year in America finding her feet. It’s a compelling story.

Temptation -Kris Bryant

A nanny and her boss start to fall for each other. I haven’t read standard romance that was so well written in a while.

Late to the Party- Kelly Quindlen

This ended up being really different to what I expected it to be, but in a good way. It’s a book about a babe that has a reckoning about her entire life in her last year of high school and realises she wants more than to do the same things with the same people over and over. She goes to a party and meets someone who changes the trajectory of the year.

Parachutes - Kelly Yang

This was on my to- read for so long that I read it on the release date. It ended up being extremely different to what I expected. It tackled rape, sexual assault, class discrimination, sexuality and racism. I truthfully expected it to have more of a crazy rich Asians vibe because of the synopsis, but it was completely different to that and packed with very very big important discussions.

30 dates in 30 days-Elle Spencer

Goodreads recommended this to me based on temptation and it was so good. Veronica hasn’t had much luck dating, so her mum and personal assistant sign her up to a dating site and convince her to go on 30 dates in 30 days. This is romance, so of course she meets the love of her life but the journey and supporting characters are so interesting. I really enjoyed this.

The Best Laid Plans-Cameron Lund

Keely goes into her senior year wanting to lose her virginity before college. When she starts dating a guy in college, she sets a deadline. The story is one of friendship and growing up and how much imaginary peer pressure can skew your perception of the world.