This could be an introduction. It could be a first post that has absolutely nothing to do with me. But that’ll be unfair if nobody knows who I really am or what I look like.
A friend once told me that I have the kind of beauty people don’t see until they get to talk to me or have a discussion with me or simply hear me speak. It might be true. Or false. Depending on what your definition of beauty is.
I’m God’s. I’m a god. I’m female. I’m black. I’m African. I’m Nigerian. I’m a Miss. I’m a fashion enthusiast. I’m simple.
I’m not a racist. I’m not a vegetarian. I’m not a feminist. I’m not colour blind. I’m not predictable.