Oh! It was a bumpy ride.

Oh! It was a bumpy ride.

#GuestPost Msinione hivi, I used to be a queen once. Only, it was a kingdom run by four ladies. There was her royal highness the queen, (me) her highness the princess, pretty eyes and I guess, a light skin. There is always a light skinned one in any clique. I was fresh out of high school, a little naïve and… View Post
The train travelled in reverse

The train travelled in reverse

Suddenly the month when we can put on weight without feeling guilty is here with us. I tried to answer some of the questions I received but as you all know, no one takes me seriously. Not even myself.😉 How was/is your experience of seeing someone in church? Pros and cons Seeing someone in church is interesting. Those men know… View Post
The cake we couldn’t have

The cake we couldn’t have

”You do not fall for your best friend. They are a cake you can neither have nor eat.” Like a mass of beautiful darkness, it stood on her head like a defiant soldier. Its strands stubborn and deliberate. Her hair. It was my favorite thing about her. Jael’s hair was a statement by itself. The kind of hair that you… View Post
Meeting the in-laws

Meeting the in-laws

When the mister finally says that he’d like you to meet his relatives, it is kind of a profound moment. Kind of. A profound moment that lasts only up to and until you meet the in-laws, in person. You see, the universe never tires of playing tricks on all of us, so we can unanimously agree that there never is… View Post
23

23

At 23 years of age, I am be deemed ready for marriage, to take a job offer, to stop eating that paper that usually encases a queen cake and a few other trivial things like fixing Ugali that is hard enough for Wafula to enjoy. Except that I am not ready for any of those. I feel tired. Like taking… View Post
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