This is one major throwback photo shoot of my girls and I. About an year plus ago, my best and true friends Abby, Angie and I decided to do a photo shoot for fun. At that time, we had this craze of ‘Charlie’s Angels’ mood going on. Abby identified a studio and without wasting time we booked our session; Angie the bubbly one, talked us into having a make up person on set to glam us up.
So one bright Saturday morning we all woke up so excited; that we started calling each other just to make sure that each one of us had packed our outfits. Our session was to start exactly at 11:30am. I left home and headed straight to the salon to have my hair colored.
For the longest time, I was very skeptical about coloring my hair, my sisters and Angie kept on convincing me to change my normal black hair by giving it color. Days before the photo shoot, I discussed the color makeover with my then boyfriend Shaq (now husband) and he helped me make up my mind on coloring my hair.
I had earlier discussed the shade of color I wanted with my hairdresser and once I got to the salon, the transformation began. During the application process I had this silly thought that the color would backfire on me and I would end up looking like a clown. Washing time came and I was literally holding my breathe, so when I was leaving the sink I dashed straight to the first mirror I spotted and I LOVED the outcome. The color matched my skin tone and I wondered why I denied my hair such a beautiful transformation.
My excitement was cut short when I saw Angie’s call, I looked at the time and I knew I was super late. My hair was still wet and if I was to get into the dryer it would take me forty minutes which I clearly did not have. I resolved on going for the shoot with my wet hair.
I rushed there quickly, had my make up done, put on my first outfit and I joined the girls on the stage. They were lucky to have a quick warm up with the photographer and they were very easy with the camera. Angie with her contagious smile kept the photographer snapping and the background music that was playing was so funky that the poses came to us so naturally.
My wet hair turned out pretty good; I loved the Ethiopian look that it gave me. I usually go for this hair-do when I am on holiday or when am too lazy to visit the salon.It is so easy to pull off this look. Plus it saves me salon money especially when am broke 😉
Each one of us is unique and so is our sense of style. Abby’s style is African though she is more of a tomboy who loves to wear t-shirts, jeans and sneakers. That day we spiced up her wardrobe and I must say, it was a big miracle to see her wearing this short number. With her cute solid chubby legs she looked stunning.
Angie on the other hand loves urban with a mix of African. She used to be a shopaholic and every end month when her paycheck hits her account, she would go on a shopping spree. Thank God motherhood controlled her shopping ‘addiction’. She has good fashion sense though at times I tease her when she goes off.
My style is a mix of urban, pop and a little bit of African. But mostly my style is driven by my mood, events and inspirational fashion that is trending or one that I identify with on the runway.
I love my girls to bits. They are my ride or die chicks, always there for me when I need them. They are amazing women who believe in building good relationships with their friends and family. They are hardworking and passionate about there jobs. Each one of them has a unique personality that makes them special.
I thank God for the good years that his blessed us with. We have come from sharing a room with one bed and so much more. Time has flown so fast that now we are all married and happy in our own homes but that has not changed our relationship. We have our own WhatsApp chat group and we share a lot with each other. We always make time for each other and our husbands are now friends, which is a win win for all of us.
Cheers to friendship… Cheers to my extended family.