My Dirty Boxers

Welcome to 2026, I hope it brings us all the best of our heart desires.  That familiar January gragra is in the air; the motivational quotes, the fake discipline, the spiritual enthusiasm that expires by Week Two. But relax, I’m not here to make promises. Not even to myself. I won’t be here as consistently as I should, but I also don’t plan on washing my dirty boxers this year, so by default, I’ll be here more than I was last year. Progress is progress. Let me speak in the language of the streets: “Last year was a rollercoaster.” LOL. Nonsense and Manchester City. Every year is a rollercoaster for you people, as if life ever promised to be a straight road. Even Dangote once burst into tears when Tinubu pressed his neck, so please, who are you again? Welcome to 2026. We will have fun. It will speak better things for me. I will break boundaries, test new waters, and challenge myself more. I will read more books, visit new places, and buy myself a gift every month, because nobody ...

  It was one hell of a week but I live to tell the story. We go again! (Photo credit: Google) It was one hell of a week but I’m grateful for everything. You can’t pray for the rain and then cry when it turns to hurricane, it was a week of lots of lessons as well as reality checks, it is what it is right? It started with a change behind me, having to get used to Daniel and preparing for the big week that leads to the International Women’s Day with the gang; It’s important to mention the fact that I have a great team around me, it will always get better. Lol, an old friend hit me up with his usual sense of entitlement, glad he met me on a day I was in my feelings. You have to be of great value to expect people to ask you how high when you ask them to jump, know this and know peace. I’m excited about IWD and the great idea we’re executing for a brand. I won’t mention the brand right now even though a few folks already know, look out for human mannequins in your neighborhood with...