Woke up early today, made several phone
calls then tried to go back to sleep which didn't quite work. The
calls and texts kept coming in...
I ended up going to an engagement
reception on the mainland with a friend. It was last minute thing so had to
rush to get ready.
Eye make up done, hair
partially straightened, outfit selected. All I had to do now was iron my
outfit. My travel iron decided to give up its ghost just like that,
no warning no nothing. -__-
My friend was in a haste so I called
the laundry extension... No answer.
I ended up wearing the only item in my
luggage that was not creased, a fuchsia dress. Had a few
sand-flies enjoy my sweet London blood, but I survived.
I sometimes question the reliability of
DEET sprays *rolls eyes*
Anyway the engagement; it was really
lovely to see Nigerians from different tribes celebrating together. The
majority of attendants wore aso ebi, or Ankara dutch wax prints (a type of
traditional African clothing).
Food was lovely, music was great,
atmosphere was vibrant and the venue was beautifully decorated. The
catering team served up mains, starters and desserts that were pretty much
international standard. The Canape's and exotic looking desserts
were definitely stomach teasers! But for some
reason I just wasn't in the mood. People kept asking
if I was Ok… I guess I suck at disguising my feelings lol. Deep down I
felt extremely under dressed because I couldn't wear my
chosen outfit, and was unable to straighten my hair properly
because of time. My make up was also minimal….. managed a coat of mascara.
The person that invited me ensured me prior to arrival not to worry, that 'its
just a small engagement party'… small indeed, when I saw the attendees
dressed in a range of creative aso ebi styles (the
same colour code but different designs), glamorous clutch bags
to match, and pristine wrapped gele (traditional head dress) without
a crease in sight. Make up on every single female was on 'fleek' and to top it
off the grand hall, which had been decorated in snow white drapes and silver
décor infused with lilacs and pinks my jaw just dropped! How
could I be dressed so informally.
A woman behind me
actually complimented me for looking ‘simple’ which I
found strange. This was so not the time, or place to be looking
simple.
Anyway we left in the evening,
my friend had some alcohol which I wasn't too happy
about but hey, got back to my hotel in one piece, ordered some pepper soup
then headed for bed.
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