Tuesday, June 28, 2011

GIRLFRIEND OF THE MONTH!!!


Our Girlfriend of the month is Ufuoma Emerhor, a 28 year old social worker and CEO, of Fair Life Africa Foundation.

Ufuoma graduated from the Manchester Metropolitan University, U.K, last year, with a B.A in social work. After which, she returned to her home country Nigeria to settle and work.

In August last year, she began to write the business proposal for what is now known as Care Continuity Challenge Initiative (CCC Initiative). This is the first initiative of Fair Life Africa Foundation (FLA), a non-profit and non-governmental organisation that she set up in Lagos, with the support of her family and friends. FLA, as the name implies, is a vision for Africa, and she hopes it would spring up in another West African country within the first five years of the organisation's operation.
The organisation will establish social initiatives and programmes to address several issues in Africa, beginning with the phenomenon of the street child, through CCC Initiative.

Fair Life Africa began incorporation in January 2011, and has since held two programs.  The first was a much talked about Fun Feed, held on the 6th of February at Gbara-Lekki, with the poor community there. They fed over 220 children and also gave them a fun day, which included games, music and face painting for the children.  The second event was held on the 10th of May at Guiding Light Assembly for professionals and organisations concerned with orphaned and vulnerable children, particularly street children.  It was called the Street Child Awareness Seminar, and hosted over 60 organisations, including government ministries and departments concerned with the street child phenomenon. 
The outcome of that event is the Forum for Child Practitioners Concerned with Street Children, which will be a platform for collaborative working amongst professionals.






FLA has also been working with the street children who live and work at Kuramo Beach in Lagos, since February 2011. Their plan is to get to know the children more, understand the issues that concern them, and select from them up to 25 young children who they can begin to work with; either to return home, to support, or complete their education in a safe and child-friendly environment. Every Saturday, the FLA team visits the beach as part of their 'Breakfast and Talk' (B+T) strategy; where they often give out clothes to the children, as they are enabled by donors. On Children's Day, they had a special B+T, and fed 40 young boys, and also gave out sandals/slippers, as well clothes. They had planned a football match, but unfortunately, the rain prevented them.  Nevertheless, they hope to consistently engage the children in social activities as well, filling them with renewed hope and passion for life.

Their nearly completed office at Lekki, near Lekki Beach, Lagos, "would serve as a respite unit and centre for the first set of boys we take in, and it is our hope to work with the children and their families in the very near future" says Ufoma.

For more info on FLA, visit their website-
http://www.fairlifeafrica.org or look them up on facebook-www.facebook.com/fairlifeafrica

Thursday, June 16, 2011

10 Things guys wish girls knew!







We came across this really insightful and funny article on '10 things guys wish girls knew', and we thought we'd share it with you all. Ladies, make sure you take notes (lol!) and feel free to leave your comments!!! :-)

Have you ever imagined yourself entering the mind of a guy? Here’s your chance! 10 shocking facts about guys is from a survey by Jodi Bryson, made up of 150 guys, and what most of them agreed on! Be ready for a shock!!!

1) Calling you on the phone does not mean what you think it means.

"Please, tell me why a girl thinks calling her equals I want her to be my girlfriend," says Mikey.
Nearly every guy they talked to felt tons of pressure from girls when it came to the telephone. "It's like calling a girl means I'm admitting I like her, but that's not what's up," explains Mikey. "It's more like I'm calling because I might like her. I hate calling because the next day the girl acts like she owns me. Or, if she's shy, suddenly she can barely talk to me because she's scared."You know you're hung up on the phone if, when a guy calls, you think you have some kind of romantic upper hand. "I'm just calling because you're cute or nice or whatever," says Jordan.
For a guy, it's just a phone call, not a confession of undying love. Hel-lo!

2) You are much prettier without all that makeup.

Judging from the survey, boys can't stand makeup. In fact, it seems they can't complain about it enough. Sure, they all like pretty girls, but they also have a problem with a face that looks full-on painted. And what looks painted to a guy is far less than what you might think."Why do girls think they need to have so much crap on their faces?" asks Billy. "Girls at my school wear all this black crap on their eyes, and their lips are, like, thick with brown goop. It's ugly. Do they really think that will get them a guy?"
Not all girls apply makeup to 'get them a guy'. Still, it's true that lots of girls get all dolled up so they'll be attractive to the opposite sex. The hatred for cosmetics is serious!. Natural-looking makeup could be the best option.

3) When you act jumpy and giggly, its seriously embarrassing.

"What is up with girls hopping up and down when they're happy about something?" asks Pete. "A girl definitely invented the word 'yay!' because no guy I know has ever used it." Are you guilty of doing the Gily Woo-hoo! dance? It's a combo of baby claps and bobbing on your toes while emitting high-pitched squeals of delight. This is all to say something as normal as ‘you look nice’ to a fellow girl friend.
"I really do want to know why are girls so excited about normal stuff," says Pete. "Every other thing, it's like, 'Ohmigosh! No way". "I think girls like attention, and being excited about something makes people look and wonder what she's so happy about." Colin says.
All the boys surveyed agree that girls could mellow it down a little.

4) Gossiping, whispering and writing notes makes you look beyond shallow.

"Girls are always passing notes around in class, and it's just so dumb," says Joey. "Or they'll look right at me, then whisper to each other and laugh. Do they want me to think they're talking about me? And if it's really true and they are talking about me, then that's just lame."
Rude is the word, actually! And gossip? "When I hear one girl talk trash about another girl, it's like I can't believe it," says Dominic, "like I'm in a bad movie about how mean girls are. If I heard my friends were talking about me like that, I'd transfer schools."
If you absolutely must exchange information, be cool about the notes and discreet about the whispering. Oh, and be sure that the "information" isn't going to hurt someone's feelings, ok?


5) Boys worry about what you think of their hair, skin, weight and clothes.
"My best friend is a girl, and the other day she said my hair looks exactly the same every single day," says Louis. "I couldn't believe it because some days my hair is jacked up." A recent nationally televised news magazine show had a big story about how men are the new vanity victims, and how they stress on their looks as much or more than women. But, if a guy suffers vanity, he doesn't talk about it--at least, not to girls and not as much as girls. Guys totally think about their appearance even if they don't say it out loud. "I had to ask my mom to take me to the dermatologist because I was breaking out on my cheeks and back," says Jay. "I couldn't stand it."His friend Robert has a different issue: "Girls like guys with good bodies but, when I try to get six-pack abs, it never works. I just feel like I have a spare tire all the time."
Moral of the story? Boys have self-image issues, too. Isn't it a relief to know that?

6) PMS is no excuse to be mean.

"I know girls get weird at 'that time of the month', but I don't get why they have to act like I'm their worst enemy," confides Sean. "Sometimes, my sister acts like she wishes I were dead because I won't give her the remote control, but all that's going on is she's PMSing. Screaming at me and freaking out on me isn't right."
We know what you're thinking: Boys just don't understand what it feels like to wake up with serious cramps. So, yeah, we feel your pain--and we really mean- feel it. But that's the point: Boys don't. So, you're pained? Look, face it--the hormones that go with menstruating affect moods and, yeah, sometimes make a girl mean as a hungry dog. But barking at a boy because you don't feel well?
Just deal the best you can by taking care of yourself. This includes not totally indulging in caffeine, sugar or greasy foods--all three aggravate physical and emotional symptoms. Get plenty of sleep, drink loads of water, and take lots of warm baths--yes, even in the afternoon when you get home from school. Soaking in bubbles while daydreaming is an on-your-period girl's best friend. Oh, and if you do snap at a boy for no other reason than those nasty hormonal intrusions, a short, simple apology ("Sorry--I was in a bad state of mind yesterday") could go a long way.


7) Talking about your "big" butt is so boring."

"If there's one thing I can't stand, it's when a girl asks me if she looks fat," says Stephen.
Boys do not want to listen to a girl's insecurities about her body. True, some guys have issues with what a girl weighs, but they all have different tastes when it comes to the feminine physique. Whether you're questioning a guy friend for his honest opinion or fishing for a compliment from a guy you like, asking about your body is a no-win situation. You're just putting the guy on the spot. And, guess what--if a boy likes you, he likes you for the way you are right now, this second.
A shy boy named Paul says it awesome; "Girls' bodies are an endless mystery to me. I think you're all beautiful."

8) Tight clothes look uncomfortable, cheap, and sort of desperate and insecure.

"My sister complains that boys always stare at her boobs, but she wears tight shirts that totally show off her boobs," says Chad. "I'm confused."
Many guys don’t like it when other guys are looking at their girlfriend's body, it’s really uncomfortable. There’s really no point looking so cheap and expecting guys to respect you, you just have to dress how you will like to be addressed.

9) Most boys are looking for the right girl.

Daniel puts it so eloquently: "I would love to find a girl who's cool and doesn't act like such a girl." Guess when he says ‘such a girl’ he is referring to one of the characteristics already listed. Whatever his logic, Daniel is not the only boy looking for a girl to like! Don't believe it? "I'm sick of everyone acting like boys aren't as mature as girls," says D.B. "It's just that we also think about other stuff. If it happens, it happens, but I'm not going to talk to my friends on the phone about girls every day."
One thing that is abundantly clear is that boys think girls are way too into finding a BF. As Eric says, "Do girls want any guy or the right guy?"
Sending signals is good because some boys are shy just as some girls are shy. But check to see if you and your girls are over doing it. Do you constantly discuss guys? Is who-likes-who the topic du jour, every jour? If so, pull back a bit, at least around the guys.


10) If you like him, just tell him.

"If you like me, just tell me. If you don't, say you're not into me like that," says Ray.
OK, just telling a guy you like him isn't as easy as it sounds and may make you look cheap. But all the guys agreed on this one, which means there is a way you can pass your message across. Find out if the guy likes you from the way he acts around you and if he seems to like you, you can make it easier for him by asking him to define your relationship. He may eventually tell you, but its risky to tell him first cause you may feel sad if you find out he was just being friendly.  

Monday, May 23, 2011

Accessorize yourself!!!









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Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Girlfriend of the Month

Our girlfriend of the month is Elizabeth Temitayo Faniro-Dada, a student of the University of Massachusetts, Armest. 
She  is the president and spokesperson for the Dada-Etti Child Care Organisation(DECCO); where her job involves directing the duties of other board members.

DECCO is a non-profit organisation set-up to reach out to the under-privileged children in Lagos, Nigeria. Their aim is  to each out to these children and show them the love and care they lack. DECCO believes that affection from those around these children would go a long way to enhance their maturity, as well nurture their talents.

DECCO also focuses on supporting the homeless shelters by raising funds for the homeless through fund-raiser events and donations from concerned citizens. The annual events involve youth participation in the fund-raisers.


Their mission is to make a positive difference in the lives of children primarily through series of fund-raiser events that would aid the needs of children in homeless shelters and orphanages.




Temitayo, the brain behind DECCO, attributes her focus and drive for this cause to her college experience in the United States, “When I moved to the United States to further my education at the University of Massachusetts, Amherst, I noticed a common attribute in character on the college campus. America taught me something: people who care do not sit up or look the other way; they roll up their sleeves and get involved through social activism, philanthropy, or civic engagement. These tools are within the reach of the common man and woman. Certainly, they are within the reach of the youths. Such a future is never complete, unless it is accompanied by appreciation of diversity, justice for all, and sympathy for others.” 


For more information visit their website:
http://www.deccoonline.org or check out their facebook page: dadaetticco@groups.facebook.com


Saturday, April 16, 2011

I can't be anyone else!!!

I wake up to a buzzing sound "oh no, she didn't, why would mom set the alarm for my dentist appointment! I have a brain to remember for myself." I sigh.
I reach for my alarm clock, only to realize that it isn't ringing. "What’s that noise?" I look around for a while before I find my phone vibrating at the edge of my bed. Without looking at it I answer immediately "yeah?”
The familiar voice on the other end starts yelling “big sleepy head, I've been calling your phone, thought you had given it away!". I don't answer, so the voice starts yelling and calling my name, "Neze! Neze! Nez are you there?" I finally speak "yeah I'm here, I'm sorry, I just woke up!” "It's cool, you better get ready men or we'll be late for practice, Tumi and I would be at your place soon so get ready now!" she shouts
"Okay thanks Ange" I reply sleepily.
I say a prayer and roll myself out of bed. I was exhausted after the hectic school week and my Saturdays were all I had but even then I devoted four hours of it to playing rigorous basketball with my girls at the club after which I usually did my school work. As exhausting as playing basketball always was I loved it. "It's my passion, what I’m going to do with my life" I remind myself as I jump into the shower. I step out in a few minutes and I pick up my baggy basketball shorts and stuff it in my gym bag. I run down for a quick breakfast, wearing my grey Air Jordan t-shirt, jeans and my hair in a loose ponytail. "Morning mom" I smile.
"Hi honey, how was your night? I hope you know we're...”
"Hey, Tumi and Ange are here oh! They're going to kill me, I haven't eaten yet" I yell.
"Where are the three of you going?" she asks, looking at me from head to toe.
"For practice, mummy don't you know we go for practice every Saturday?" I reply rudely.
My mom never liked the fact that I took b-ball so seriously. She had never watched me play in school or even at the club when we went together. She was always with her over pampered friends and their "trophy" daughters that loved to talk about nothing more than each other’s love interest. My mom couldn't stand the fact that I wasn't as lady like or as prim and proper as her friends' daughters even though we had similar backgrounds or "financial status". Unlike them I could do much more than look pretty and talk about boys. 
"We were supposed to go to the club today to meet up with my friend Sharon and her children, David just graduated and he would be leaving soon so we wanted you two to hang out" she says, trying to impress me.
"Ehn, I’m going to the club with Ange and Tumi, so you can take us" I reply, unimpressed.
"Wear the dress I got for you yesterday!" she orders.
"How can I wear that for practice, what I'm wearing is ok." I snap
Before she can say anything my friends walk in, "yo Nez!" Tumi says jokingly
"What’s up?" I smile.
They see my mom standing by the kitchen counter "Good morning ma!" they say together.
"Angela and Tumininu how are you, and your parents?" she replies formally.
"Fine thank you ma" they mumble.
I could see my mom staring at them from the corner of her eyes while whisking eggs. She had never really liked Tumi and Angela; they were too unlady-like for her.
My friends were very real and I loved them for it, they knew when to be girls and they knew when to be tough, above all they were focused on the game, the game we all loved.
"Nez, let's roll!" Ange says.
"Chineze I need to talk to you, now!" mom orders.
"But we're leaving now! Ok, I’ll meet you guys outside" I say.
My friends are barely out the door when my mom starts yelling "Chineze what's wrong with you? I told you we were going to the club to meet up with my friend and her children, but you never listen to me, you prefer to get messy and sweaty in those baggy clothes. I spent a lot of money on that beautiful dress I got for you yesterday, but you wouldn't wear it. Other girls would be very happy but you'd just dump it. Ifeoluwa never gives her mom trouble, she always looks pretty but my own is always different, am I the first person in the world to raise a daughter?"
I get so angry that I start to yell at her " it's always Ifeoluwa this and Ifeoluwa that, I’m sick and tired of all that, since you love her so much, you should adopt her!"
"Chineze don't talk to me like that!" she scolds.
I ignore her and continue, "I can't be Ifeoluwa, I’d never be her, you may not like who I am but I'm happy being me, I've never been a bad daughter or anything, all I’ve ever wanted is for you to accept me the way I am, and all my interests, and support my passion!"
"Are you saying I don't support you? I give you money; buy you beautiful things, I...”
"I said support my passion, basketball!" I interrupt. "You've never watched me play, at least daddy has watched me play once or twice, but you...”
She looks at me with a bit of guilt in her eyes and responds "Chineze, you're a girl and I don't think basketball is..."
"You don't think it's a good career path for a girl, you want me to be a lawyer like your dear Ifeoluwa, there's no point trying to change my mind about basketball, it's my dream and nobody can stop it!”
Immediately, I run up the stairs to get something. She calls my name but I don't answer. I run back downstairs and hop into Ange's car to go to the club.
We get to the club and my mood elevates as the game starts. My friends and I battle against three guys for the first game and as usual we beat them. Just as the first game ends, four sisters ask to play against us. We agree to play and the game starts. The girls are very tough, and we are still tired from the first game, but our love for the game keeps us going. The game finally comes to an end, we win and the girls congratulate us.
Just then, something catches my eye "mom?" I see my mom sitting on the bench beside the basketball court.
"Neze, that's your mom!" Tumi shouts.
I walk up to her and before I say anything she speaks "you're really good at basketball and well, I’m proud of you” she reaches out to hug me.
"Thanks mom!" I say, beaming.
"I'm sorry and I love you honey" she says.
"Love you too, mom!" I reply.
“Now please go and shower" she says.                                  
"Hey, mummy it's not bad, but I’m going, I’ll be with you and Aunty Sharon soon".
"David and the others are here as well, so hurry up dear" she responds.
I run off to take a shower and I change into the white shirt dress my mom had got for me. I undo my loose pony tail and allow my long hair to flow to my shoulders. I take out my ballet flats from my gym bag and put them on.
As soon as I step out Tumi and Ange smile and echo "Neze you look hot!"
"Thanks guys" I reply, trying to act carefree. "My mom wants me to meet up with her friend and her children, aren't you guys coming?”
"No, we need to go back to my house to do my homework, my tutor's coming” Tumi says
"Okay then, see you guys on Monday" I hug them goodbye.
"Bye Nez" they reply.
I see my mom and Aunt Sharon and her son David from a distance, just as I get closer to them my mom taps David and says "that's my daughter Chineze, isn't she beautiful?”
"Yeah she is" David says, with a smile.



        




Thursday, April 7, 2011

Fashion File: ANDREA IYAMAH REVEALED

Girlfriends recently came across an amazingly talented young designer Andrea Iyamah. We decided to share some of the stuff she has designed so far with you guys! So yeah, enjoy!
btw all the pictures were taken by Andrea too...














For more info on Andrea Iyamah, go to http://www.andreaiyamah.blogspot.com/ xx

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Here we go again…



I spent hours listening to mum’s lecture,

Throughout in my mind I thought ‘here we go again’,
She says the same thing in the same structure,
‘Don’t do this, don’t do that, all in life is vain’.

Sometimes it feels like she just hates me,
Other times I feel she’s just old.
What kind of girl does she want me to be?
In the midst of my friends doesn’t she want me bold?

How can my social ship sink to nothingness?
How can I be dressing like a fool?
Rather than be in worthlessness,
I’d rather drown in a pool.

Today is Julie’s birthday,
I must be there,
I must show myself today,
I want all to stare!

I’m dressed up now,
It’s time to go,
Mum stops me with the word ‘how’
And again here we go…

She says I’m not properly dressed,
And in fact I shouldn’t go again,
As if I wasn’t already stressed,
She gave me chores to increase my pain.

She gave me the house keys,
and said she would be back,
my mind said ‘hurry please’
I even promised to bake a snack!

I rushed to the phone
To call Gbemi to pick me up,
Even if she said ‘ok’ with a groan,
I still felt on top.

On my way,
I was imagining how I would dance,
My last day,
If only I had the chance!

The drunk driver drove into a tanker,
And that was the end,
Of me Gbemi and Franca!
I took the wrong bend.

My mum told me not to go,
Because she felt it in her soul,
I thought I was old enough to know,
But age can’t play a mother’s role.