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Goodbye 2025 and Hello 2026!!! Hola familia. I have missed you all immensely. SEASON GREETINGS!!! Apologies for the long silence. My intention was to upgrade Yours&Ours.com before further posts so as to give you a much better content but due to “ village people ” wahala, we’d now be kicking off 2019 with a bang!!! #Anticipate Most of you have asked for less writing and videos which is why I will be upgrading this website. Going forward, there will be better illustrations, pho

Every bride-in-waiting dreams of how spectacular her big day will be and for me, it’s was no different. Serving you this yummy dark chocolate on a platter of gold!!! As promised fam; here are the full deets… koyó… Just kidding! I didn’t get married -yet. I’m too dramatic for a quiet or simple wedding, If I say so myself. However, now that I know how stunning I’d look on my big day, this bride price just went up! Literally… I should have been a model but my love for pounded ya

Kóyo òténmwén… ( Hello my relation/family) Ób’ówa!!! ( greetings to you at home ) Ù rú èsé. .. ( thank you ) The intent of this series is not to bore you with knowledge you can find in history textbooks but to share real life scenarios and the Edo culture with you as beautifully as possible.  The intent of this series is not to bore you with knowledge you can find in history textbooks but to share real life scenarios and the Edo culture with you as beautifully as possible.

Sitting at a party;  bored and starving yet not wanting to seem hungry? The ushers keep passing you by and you’re starting to get pissed because you didn’t leave home to stare at the reception menu or are you home having a lazy Saturday? Well… Look no further. This post is a welcome distraction. All you have to do is look down at your phone and open the link. Despite how classy I am, I sometimes pronounce EBA as “ ebai ” and I may have slight H factor… Hell-O  . It’s in the b

For some of us, there is no redemption.  There is no light at the end of tunnel. There is no one coming to save us. This life is just an endless rerun of the previous; and it goes on and on…  My physical attributes gives me away. Who have I offended? Why me? …Maami asks everytime I return. Still she allows me to suckle at her breasts hoping for a better end than the last. She’d rather have been barren than endure this endless pain; constantly repeating itself over and over ag

I’ve battled demons that won’t let me sleep… Every night, I have the same reoccurring dream which I embrace. I look forward to it because this is the only way I can see mama once more. Just as it was back then, so it was in my dreams; she’d sit outside by the corner of our mud house on the tattered bamboo bench while staring at the stars. On that particular night, it was a full moon. The ray of moonlight fell so beautifully on mama’s face thereby causing her to look younger a

I’M GOOD AS GOLD!!! Open Letter to the lost, the dreamers and whoever can relate to the complications of growth. Self Appraisal… I had read a book about the law of attraction and how you can metamorphose that into the life you envision but I brushed it off. I wrongly assumed it was just another writer with wishful thinking. Most days I am unequivocal about my goals and on others, I am ambivalent to them. Now, I have an obstinate determination to pursue my dreams because I am

A writer/friend of mine has an ongoing series on the expectancy people have of the church and I just wanted to chip in. However sensitive this topic may be, we must address it for the sake of those who don’t know no better. I had mentioned that I was depressed some years back. I remember all too well, how I’d go into the church – whichever I could find and just sit there weeping, crying and praying until words failed me. I’d go home still feeling as much as hurt as I did when

Woe to the woman who is a reflection of I. Mirror Mirror… can you see me? What is this pain that drives me to madness? It is not that which pulls physically at my sides and no, it is not this hideous scar that I’d now forever have to look at. Left me stained, I called it art…  Vivacious as I was; probably still am but these days I no longer see it. I don’t see me.  Of all the Billions of beautiful hearts; mine shone the brightest but now I ask myself how can I see the rainbow

Someone come and whisk me away… Take me back to the 60’s. Please I’ve always prided myself on how archaic my soul is… Honestly wish I was born in the age of corset wearing and exaggerated outfits. Mentally stuck in the 60’s!!! Thankful for freedom of style and the ability to recreate some of my imagined pieces…

As paradoxical as I am, my circle is cozy & tight. I am very guarded when it comes to giving out my energy, commitment & friendship. This is because there’s is no middle ground with me; I’m either going hard for you or simply wishing you well from afar because I don’t want my vulnerability to be taken advantage of. In some ways, I may have unconsciously raised the friendship bar a bit too high because I know what I’d be willing to give to whom I consider a “ true friend ” hen

Everybody needs inspiration…  I’ve heard this life is overrated but I hope that it gets better as we go. Someone asked me how I was and all I could say was “ mostly tired but I’ll survive “. This is not because I’m physically exhausted but due to the vigorous plans I’m putting in place mentally. I think about it all the time and it’s still with me in my dreams. I’m very passionate about my brand. Am I scared? Do I worry I’d fail? – Ofcourse. Everyday.  Fear is nothing but an

I cannot give you everything… I wish I could.  Hey… You there! When was the last time someone asked you if  you were happy?  With the alarming increase in suicide rate lately, I cannot shy away from the subject. It is important that we prioritize our mental health because just like the other organs in our bodies, our mental health can break down aswell. It needs to be managed. We experience so many emotions and thoughts daily, sometimes it may start to feel like we are drowni

Hold on to me because I’m a little unsteady…  —->I’ll be right by your side. Through the laughter & through the pain; together we’re bound to fly. The things we do for love. We’ve tried everything but we won’t give up… Today, I’d like to acknowledge & encourage all the champions dealing with “ Autism Spectrum Disorder ” ( ASD ). ASD is a serious developmental disorder that impairs the ability to communicate and interact. Autism spectrum disorder impacts the nervous system. Th

Treat me like you’re scared to lose me -she said. This piece is dedicated to my dear friend. For the sake of privacy; we’d name the characters “ Kiki & Mickey “. It's all fun and games till love finds you.  All you thought you wanted becomes vague and you’re lost in a trance with this certain someone… It’s love this time… It just seems to fit. This love is mine!!! I can see you with me when I’m older. But, Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough…  I like to call

Aloha FAM!!! Here’s a quick one to commemorate ” Breast Cancer Awareness Month ” Because I love you and need you to be in top shape; here’s a few tips on how to detect breast cancer ( symptoms ). Remember, early detection is the surest way to getting it cured.  When I was a teenager, I used to have this awful pain in my breast and I’d tell my dad, I think I have breast cancer and he’d always “ you’re too young to have breast cancer “… Thankfully, he was right – it wasn’t brea

Most of me is you. Most of what I know is from you. Most of who I am is because of you. My face is a reflection of yours. My hopes & dreams are all to make you proud. I am your seed and as I grow, you flourish also. One cannot correspond without the other.  Intertwined by blood, concealed in love – Family we’d always be.  I promise it’ll get easier. Remember that with every piece of you. We’re in this together. You won’t ever be alone. ***  Daddy, you’d always say to me “ you

I don’t know what… I don’t know what it is about confidence that throws another off. I don’t know what it is about fear that cripples us. I don’t know what it is about vanity that consumes us. I don’t know what is about pride that beseeches arrogance. I don’t know what it is about skin that encourages rape. I don’t know what is about lust that suggests that it is love. I don’t know what is about grace that causes another to envy. I don’t know what it is about feminism that cr

There is more than one voice in my head.  There are several emotions running through me daily. But one I know all too well; FEAR. She’s become my nemesis. My safe place when I need to hide and wallow in self-pity so as to escape my social anxiety. Hello Fear. Feels safe to be back in your all too familiar chains. This i ought to break free from but where to next? You’re all I’ve ever known. You’ve got this hold over me that I can’t seem to shake off. A new voice finally spoke

Sweet Mother; Everyone calls you kind. Everyone calls you beautiful. But I, I call you “ Light ” The unique light of mine. Several words come to mind when I think of you but none befitting of the glory that you are. You are my strength when I am weak. You are my core reason of existence. You are the grace in which I seek. You; my love, is the beauty of my life. You are my permanent source of peace. You crown me when others belittle me. You push me when I’m too weak to go on.