Tobi: Have You Seen Me Lately?

I'm really feeling myself lately. Two Reasons. One, Mum spent this week with me in Lagos, so check fun, bonding, laughter, shopping, advice and "girl" time! *sigh*!! Two, I got me a new weave, and I am loving it! It's really soft and requires little maintenance (no oils, no sprays - I just finger style with water and that's it! Honestly!) That's mane-heaven right there - and I don't get scared of drizzles anymore. What. Amazingness. Just in case you've all forgotten what I look like (no personal style posts lately, sorry *hiding face*), here are two pictures of me rocking my new mane - this week- what do you think? 

Tuesday: Coral Princess

Thursday: Rasta Tones 

Pretty boho, isnt't it? I'm wearing Outre Premium Natural Indian Human Hair - Baby Soft Wave 14". The weave is actually quite affordable,  and costs just $37.99 (here and here) plus, you only need about two or three packs!

And... someone else hasn't seen me lately!

I got an incredible poem from my amazing amazing friend, Uzo. We share these amazing poems (well, his are amazing?)  from time to time, especially when we haven't talked in a while or just want to say hi, or on birthdays, etc... It's an amazing friendship that we have, truly. We have had so many conversations via poetry, you wouldn't believe ... back and forth.. back and forth.... So I though to share the poem, titled " Dear Tobi" with my favorite people. 

DEAR TOBI
Do not frown at Time.
There is no excuse.
Indifferent and jealous like a hoary housewife
It cannot pause or watch us
Separarated from the landscape of dreams
And Magic.

Do not frown at distance.
Again, Tobi, you cannot make an excuse.
Famished and undending like my heart on rainy days
This road that leads up the loud laughter
And a warm hug perhaps.
Yet I deserve the Nobel:
Distance disappears in the mirror of my handset.

Do not frown at life.
True, there is nothing.
Alll mirages live lies for a living.
Like rainbows that are infact no bows
And cannot shoot down the fat game of your dreams.
Yet, we cannot choose any of these.
(Life's like those your roommates in Lagos Campus.)
True!
There is nothing but hope of hopping off the ground

And land onto the soft sides of the sun at Noon.

So we cannot frown at Inglorious Time, Distance
Or the sham hue of our busy lives that are nothing but
A monotony of mondays.

All I meant to say is:
I miss you, my friend.I frown only at Robbie Williams.

You can check Uzo out on his blog, crynaija. Y'all have a great weekend and - see you next week!