Modupe

I saw you today

You were laughing and then you raised your hand; the way you raise your hand to half cover your face, then you shake your head slightly as if you can’t believe the ridiculousness of whatever is making you laugh.

That’s how I will always remember you; laughing!

Lately I hear your voice telling me to be patient, you have always told me to be patient even when I never understood why. I would sulk and make a face and then you will laugh.

About a month ago, someone asked me what I was most grateful for about you? I wanted to say everything because that’s the truth and because I had never fully thought about that question. As the lady waited for me to answer, I just knew and I said it out loud “She was never hard! With everything life threw at her, my mother never stopped being soft.”

But you had the greatest strength I had ever seen.

I haven’t been able to write about you; even though I hear writing helps with grief, I haven’t been able to adequately put into words what I feel because I don’t even know.

The day you passed away seated right beside me, I knew I would have given my whole existence just to have you look at me and laugh! Your exit tossed me into a darkness I will never be able to understand; you were my light, you were my anchor, you were my reason.

The weekends are so difficult for me because I always came home to you after a long week but now I have no home.

I am trying to make you proud and I don’t even know what I am doing. I never imagined a life with my kids without you; who will raise them? I already feel like a horrible mother and I looked forward to the days I will leave them in your house because I know you will make them good kids. You always wanted me to get married, Lol! “Anu, where is your boyfriend? Anu, howfar? Anu, you too stop frowning so they won’t be scared of you. Anu you’re too hard. Anu, smile it makes you more beautiful!” And anytime I said a friend was getting married or I had a wedding to plan, you would go on and on in prayer using them as point of contact. Then you will shout at me for not shouting “Amen”.

You never ever made me feel like I was difficult to love; with all my imperfections, I never saw disappointment or exhaustion whenever you had to deal with me. With you I know unconditional love and selflessness. Even when you were worried about my decisions, you spoke your truth in love. I regret the times I fought with you for something you said or did; beyond any doubt, you wanted the best for me.

My Chief encouragement officer! You were the coolest too; some people wondered how I spoke to you as if I was talking to my friend, it’s because you were. I remember you using some of my slangs and I would laugh wondering how I made you say things like that.

Thank you for trusting my talent and always asking me to wear makeup for you. Helping you get dressed for your parties was like our mini-celebrations and then I would wait patiently for you to come back and give me the full gist. Sometimes you will even dance for extra effects while sharing the story!

My birthday is in a few days and I genuinely have NO idea what to do or how I will spend my day not receiving a Birthday Prayer from you. All I want is to be able to talk to you as I have done every birthday since I left boarding house- even then you planned ahead and found a way to send me a card and letter.

Some things are clearer after your passing and some I may never understand but I will always be grateful that I even had you for the time that I did and all you were.

90 days ago, my life changed forever. It feels like I was flung off a mountain and I am yet to hit the ground.

“I am a Bobbi Brown in a Ru Paul world”

The first time I thought of this was a few weeks ago and the line kept replaying in my mind; I had been thinking of my year so far, floating between being proud of my growth and breathing through an anxiety attack due to all I know I still had to deal with. And one of the thoughts dominant in my mind was makeup and my journey in that industry. I have been in love with makeup since I was a child, from about 4 years old I knew eye pencils and lipsticks (my mother's); in Primary school I knew Fashion Fair and Estee Lauder and I buried myself in any Ebony Magazine I could find; I was obsessed with ‘Video fashion’ (and any other programme that showed backstage fashion shows).

Through secondary school and University, I stuck with this obsession and it was true love. And other people saw it too – anytime a family member travelled to another country, I was the one they bought a beauty product for. I imagined being a Makeup Artist in the glamorous world of Fashion and Beauty but for reasons I do not remember now I did not voice out my dream until I was much older and the Makeup Industry had become ‘a thing’ in Nigeria and the world. As I gained the freedom to pursue this career, I went to Makeup schools, got certified, watched endless videos, stayed with the trends and spent a fortune on a still growing makeup collection. Yet,  after a few years I wasn’t happy; I was bored and I wasn’t getting as much Joy as I did when I was younger but I couldn’t figure out why.

I did notice certain things – my makeup looks seemed to always be subtle, on either me or others I just could not seem to get the certain looks the ladies preferred or trends demanded; I started getting really lazy to even wear makeup on myself and friends started paying other makeup artists when they had events while I became the designated go-to girl for free services or Consultation. I was disappointed in them and wondered if they were good people for not supporting me. I mean I went for courses and master classes, bought and read books, I knew products like I know my name but I got no satisfaction and definitely no profits because I wasn’t getting clients as frequently as I needed to in order to remain in business. I was also disappointed in myself and I began to question this dream I always had and even believed I wasn’t good enough to be in this industry.

I also noticed that I had become more interested in skin, facial features and how people perceived themselves as beautiful or not. I enjoyed telling people what to buy and selling it to them more than I enjoyed the process of applying makeup. I struggled with this for years, it was painful to deal with and I didn’t know what to do or who to talk to. I believed I had found my path in Makeup but it was killing me. I decided to take a break but it was like being in an abusive relationship, because at the slightest sign or chance of things getting better, I would run back and then something would go off again.

A series of other events took place and I decided to focus on other things mainly self-development related. And that’s when I realised that I had to stop being so defeatist and deal. I needed to know ME- who I was years ago, who I had become and who I desire to be.  I learnt that it is okay if I change my mind about a dream I once had. That I didn’t have to wait for validation from other people who no matter how close they are to me, cannot walk my journey the way I am required to. That their alleged betrayal was a push I needed for a brutally honest self-evaluation.  The most liberating was that it is possible for me to absolutely love Makeup and not be a commercial Makeup Artist; no matter the amount of years and resources spent on this, I have no regrets. My knowledge and passion for Makeup will definitely be to my advantage as I advise and sell products to people.

I still know how to apply makeup when the need or demand requires me to do so but I feel no shame or pressure or anger when someone picks another over me (just respect yourself and do not ask me for free makeup sha). I will wear makeup forever; I will be the cool Grandma in Red lipstick and lashes. And please note this family and friends - I want dark purple lips, winged eyeliner and highlighter (that the Angels can see from a yonder place as they welcome me) on my face as I am being buried. Don’t even play with me else my ghost will come remind you all, Lol!

My point is, it is okay to walk away. There are so many things you will do as you try to find that one thing that brings complete fulfilment however you need to OWN IT! Own the time, the process and even the pain of letting go of what once was. Take charge of who you are and your experiences and do not let anyone use it as a weapon to hurt you. Educate yourself, there isn’t just one or straight way to do something, gain from it or love it! I have learnt to do what I have to do until I can do what I want to do. It doesn’t mean I have lost! This journey of Self-discovery and reclaiming my confidence has even opened my eyes to other enjoyable and profitable opportunities in the same Makeup and Beauty industry. So while I genuinely enjoy the endless colors, the drag and extraness of Ru Paul, in my heart maybe I am the calm- love yourself first- soft makeup wearing Bobbi Brown and to be truly happy, I just needed to stop trying so hard to fit in.

**my use of the characters is not in any way meant to elevate one person over the other. I absolutely love and admire both personalities, so let’s not over think it *smile*. Happy New Year!!!!

Keep it simple

I thought ‘deep’ or ‘complicated’ was better so I often desired to be perceived that way. I have been described as ‘intelligent’, ‘wise’ or having ‘more to me than what I revealed’ yet that wasn’t sufficient; hence there was constant turmoil between who I thought I should be and who I truly am.

I like simple; simple is stress-free, at least eventually because life may not always be easy but we can function in simplicity. I like straightforward honest expression of thoughts; easy conversation; no games or guessing in friendships or romantic relationships; simple personal style; simple work so even though I can be a workaholic once I find something I enjoy, I do not need anyone to stress or micro manage me into delivering my responsibilities.  I even like simple ‘beauty’ and makeup application which turned out to be a bit of a problem considering I am a makeup artist in Nigeria where the industry and most of its stakeholders do not accept simple.

So for years I craved more because I felt simple wasn’t enough; it affected my writing style, my conversations, my business dealings or pursuit,  the knowledge I searched for and the relationships I tried to establish and keep which ended because I felt they were false or forced.

Thankfully, through a long process of self-discovery and acceptance which is still on going, I decided that I would stick with ‘simple’ because that is me. I stopped to think that where did my pursuit of complicated get me? Seriously where were my rewards for being so ‘deep’? I could be my person and there will still be room- and acceptance- for what I have to offer in and through every aspect of my life.

And I also learnt that people actually do like simple too; they think they like deep and unearthly or grandiose but they like simple just like I do. Or maybe they feel their accomplishments and results can only be validated by complex efforts. I mean the occasional drama and mountain shaking moments do not hurt because they may be fun or scary or can’t be controlled but that’s what makes life, life! So they like simple but they think it is not enough.

I have followed a particular French blogger for years and after a while I stopped keeping tabs; I got distracted or I got bored with her but recently I stumbled upon her twitter handle and decided to go to her blog and after a few reads I knew she too had gone through a process of growth. So I renewed my vow to her; she had gone through her process of wanting more or perhaps thinking she was enough and then completely losing herself. But she was back and better and reading a few of her posts that gave me this insight, kind of gave me clarity to be able to explain my own experience too.

I have come to accept that it is a never ending journey; I am learning to be bold again (I say again because I once was) because that’s part of simplicity; like ask questions if I don’t know; say no when I have to; say yes when I want it; learn from others; to be consistent and focus on the main goal rather than on complex methods that leave me frustrated.

This is not permission to be lazy; being weak-willed and lazy would not help us to learn, to grow, to cut off what doesn’t serve us and to be courageous enough to stand for our ‘simple’ whether it is popular or not. For ‘simple’ is beautiful and peace of mind is crucial.

Why so Serious?

I recently read some of my old blog posts and notes that never got published and it was a bitter sweet feeling; it made me aware that I had matured but I was a bit sad because I had lost some of my humour. Most of my recent posts are serious and I couldn’t help but wonder why.

I miss the silly girl who imagined funny situations and shared that goofiness; now I express more ‘deep’ issues, sigh! I am an advocate for growth but not when it makes you worry you are losing who you truly are.

This affected my writing because I had almost completely lost how to see the humour in life’s experiences; I was constantly on the edge, looking for perfection in all my work and seeking acceptance from everyone else but myself.

And I forgot why I started this blog which was originally from a happy/positive place. I am not making any promises to start reeling out strictly jokes because truly sharing lessons and experiences was a major motivation for the blog yet I agree that I need to relax! I really do not want to become the cynical aunty acid.

This also reinforced my decision to always write....to document my journey, my vision, and my wins, my questions and even seemingly random things like my list below of things that make me happy I wrote few months ago and found in my notes:  

·         Really good food that makes me dance! Or when I attend an event and I do not have to hustle for everything being served because I know the hosts or the planner is just coordinated like that!

·         Gift of Money *giving God a wiper in praise*

·         New makeup products to play with, especially when I get for a good deal or freebie

·         When my eyeliner wings at first attempt

·         Cinnamon powder in my cereal

·         A Great song: I cannot give example for I am that annoying person who is constantly shouting “this is my jam!!” like who still uses the word ‘Jam’ to describe a great song

·         An amazing movie and just like music I have a LONG list. Then if the movie has a great soundtrack too, dazjuzit!

·         Hotel rooms: I don’t blame some people who live permanently in hotels. There is something about the sheets, bathroom, the cold floor, the amazing white light above the sink mirror that helps me when applying makeup!

·         Coffee: the smell, the taste, the buzz! However you are now an ex I only occasionally visit.

·         Having a ridiculously funny conversation with any of my siblings. They are just the worst!!

·          

***photocredit and shout out to my gurrl Yomi! I was thinking of getting a picture with the Joker and contemplating using it or not, I pick up my phone to reply a message first and there Yomi had JUST uploaded this as her dp!! What other sign did I need really?!

Willing to share Highlights

It is not news that I like Makeup and I like writing too

I try but fail sometimes to combine both though I have done so in the past.

It’s one of my dreams to teach makeup to ‘normal’ people……what I mean by normal is regular everyday people who want to look nice and presentable and not collapse under the pressure of the perfect chiseled face and surprised eyebrows we are consumed with from social media.

So when a writer I admire asked that I do a makeup tutorial for her blog, I was first afraid and then decided to share what I know and do it anyway! So please go on to www.chiomah.net  and read about ‘Highlighting’ your face!

And I hope it’s easy enough for a normal person to follow ;  )

I appreciate your opinion so come back here to comment or ask beauty related questions! Thank you

I forgot I was Beautiful

 

I miss smiling; like a genuine smile that comes from your feet and passes through your body, exploding  through your heart and shows forth on your lips but your eyes carry all the shine; the type of smile that people ask you “what is funny?” or “What is doing this one?” The type of smile that you can’t explain yet you know it in your mind that the sun is shining and that’s good enough for you.

I miss writing; I miss being overwhelmed by an emotion and pouring it out through my fingers, typing or writing on ‘paper’ for others to read and maybe feel what I did too (or criticize me but at least they read it)

**To those who check my blog often I’m truly sorry I haven’t posted in a while, forgive me.

I miss spreading out my makeup, basking in the euphoria of having so much colour and products around me then sweeping my magic brushes across someone’s face; making her even more beautiful. I miss the joy that glows, when she can’t put down the mirror because she can’t believe the confirmation of her beauty in her reflection.

I miss ‘easy’; when I didn’t worry a guy was playing me or trying to waste my time; when I could actually enjoy watching a movie without being afraid of how those two hours could be used for something else; when I didn’t worry that a friend wasn’t loyal; when I didn’t worry about being able to WIN!

I miss being able to enjoy the rain and appreciate how it helps things grow but rather I worry how I would get wet on my way to work because I don’t have a car; I miss being able to eat my favourite things without worrying of the consequences and I miss being able to pray, to think with a clear mind and not be consumed with negative thoughts of my unworthiness.

And although I don’t remember the process but I know for a truth a slow and firm change occurred and stole me away. I allowed life and its inevitable experiences to make me forget that despite all, I AM BEAUTIFUL; me and all that I am about. Not just the physical or superficial beauty but one that can be described as ‘good spirit’.

I told a friend recently “Everything is trying to kill you! Even the person inside you is trying to kill you!” He laughed and didn’t agree but that is exactly how I felt at the time; something was really trying to stifle me and kill me before I was truly dead.

So I’m re-learning to smile and not worry about what the next person thinks of my bent big front tooth, Lol! I’m re-learning that bad situations and feelings don’t last that long except I choose to nurse it and grow it till I can’t control it.

I’m re-learning to simply enjoy how expressing my talents bring joy to others. I’m learning how to enjoy rides in a taxi or commercial tricycle (Keke) because at least I don’t have to walk such long distances (and believe me almost all Keke drivers are ridiculously funny) because I can afford transportation.

I’m also re-learning to get up and DO WHAT NEEDS TO BE DONE!! NOBODY is to blame for what did or didn’t work out. To stop contradicting myself; to stop being dramatic about my experiences and to FOCUS on the right thing per time.

I talk to myself a lot more nowadays; I tell myself that I’m doing ok…..actually I’m doing great. If I could just RELAX, know what is right for me and go for that; and above all God loves me; I forget that too often so I settle for what I think is good enough for me, ignoring what is the greatest.

The old me isn’t dead; we’ve met a few times recently and she is still the coolest and a little crazy! Lool! But she is older, wiser, stronger and yes STILL very beautiful with a healthy ego too!

A Little bit of the goddess

The past 4 weeks have been…….eventful! I’m sure my next few posts may reveal part of my recent experiences however I’d like to first apologise that the goddess hasn’t been as consistent as promised (I got harassed by some friends and readers) and I sincerely, genuinely apologise. Believe me, I don’t take for granted that there are people waiting to read what I have to say/write.

Meanwhile, my amazing friend Belinda of Diary of a Fashion Enthusiast  nominated my blog for the Liebster Award, I was surprised and at first nervous (because I had no idea what it was about) yet happy so THANKS babes, u rock!!

From explanations, the Liebster Award targets new bloggers or blogs with great content yet a not so huge following, with the aim of getting them more exposure; therefore it's an award given by bloggers to other bloggers.

The rules include:

1. Give a shout out to the person who nominated you and link back to them.

2. Post 11 things about yourself.

3. Answer the 11 questions asked by the person who nominated you.

4. Nominate 11 more blogs and link them in your post and create 11 questions for them to answer.

5. Make sure you let them know they have been nominated via your social media of choice.

*Answering and forming these questions actually got me thinking about myself; so I’d advice that anyone who reads this post should answer the questions or think of random things about yourself in case someone asked you or simply for self-discovery.

And I'd totally appreciate comments (maybe state one random thing about yourself or recommend a blog to be nominated)

 11 Random Stuvs About Me

1)     I like teaching

2)   I LOVE beans (in whatever form-Akara, moi moi, gbegiri, boiled) can eat it everyday and at any time.

3)   I’m a freelance Makeup artist

4)   I’m a good dancer but I regret that I didn’t make ‘DANCE’ a part time career from when I was younger, now I fear I’m too heavy to dance professionally

5)    My voice is really loud

6)   I like to read

7)    I can’t whistle

8)   I really like Nigeria and I pray for her; if I ever live in another country I’d like to still move back home

9)   I don’t like crying

10)                       Out of all the fruits in the world, I can eat only about 7 (Bananas are the worst! Yuck!)

11) One of the things I remind myself as often as possible is 2nd Tim 1:7 “God hasn’t given me the spirit of fear but of Power, Love and a Sound Mind (or Self Discipline depending on the situation); this scripture gets me going!

 

Questions from Diary of a Fashion Enthusiast

1.      Would you consider blogging as a full time job)?

Yes, if it can help me fulfil all I’m supposed to and of course if I can earn a very good living from it

2.    What's your number one guilty pleasure?

CHOCOLATE!!! (as a drink, biscuit, cake, candy etc) The guilt I carry after indulging can kill but can’t let go.

3.    If you won a million dollars, how would you spend it?

A million dollars in Naira is about N160 million so I’d pay tithe, buy a house and car, do something for my parents and siblings, invest in stocks and my retail business, do Sara (a Yoruba word used to describe when you cook and gather clothes and give out to the homeless or less privileged), go shopping, whatever remains I’ll figure it out

4.    What's number one on your bucket list?

Have a child. Don’t know if it’s my number one though, but it’s high on my list.

5.     What's your fave fashion item at the moment?

At the moment I have 2; LIPSTICKS- I have about 40 tubes now with intentions of getting more. AND rings, I feel naked without a ring on my finger

6.    Which makeup/beauty item can't you live without?

Pencils

7.     Which country would you love to visit or revisit and why?

Dubai. I’d love to revisit and revisit and even live there for a while.    It’s Beautiful- the people, the weather (apart from July/August sha), the shops and markets, the buildings, even the services on Emirates airline before you get there *sigh*

8.    What's the most expensive item in your wardrobe?

Jewellery

9.    What's number one on your wish list?

A car- Toyota Venza or any other beautiful but spacious car for my mobile retail store ; )

10.          Who's your favourite artist and song?

Right now I’m in love with Tasha Cobbs and Emeli Sande. And I can’t choose just one of either person’s songs

11.  Android or iOS?

Android

 

Questions to everyone I have tagged

1.      Describe yourself in just one word

2.    What do you conceive God to be (or who is God to you?) in one sentence

3.    Three things that make you genuinely happy

4.    Great(est) fear

5.     Last thing you threw away

6.    If you were to die by the end of today, mention 3 things you’d do if you had no limits

7.     First crush

8.    Best book ever read

9.    2 people you admire and why

10.                        If you could have one super power what would it be?

11.  Why did you start blogging?

 My nominees are:

The rule says nominate 11 blogs but I don’t have up to 11 upcoming blogs that I follow or know; I felt ‘a bit’ bad about this though because I thought I should know more blogs.....but I’ll heal! So I’ll nominate these 7 that I know are active and would really enjoy reading their answers.

www.misykona.com

Nike Campbell Fatoki

Baronessdiary.org

Theprv31woman

Dropit4life 

Tahir Sherriff

Beauty Republic

 

Follow me on twitter @Anu_chayil
Google+ Anu Adebayo
Pinterest Anuchayil

Reaching for the eye of the Storm

 

A few years ago if someone asked me what I really wanted, I’d say ‘to be happy’, most people didn’t understand and they automatically just assumed I was a sad person. Quite the opposite because I was always smiling and some friends called me ‘Aquafresh’ due to my ever wide smile.

One day I heard a preacher say “Happiness is elusive. The more you reach for it; it seems to move away from you”. Like the world was trying to teach me a lesson, not long after that I read somewhere that “Happiness is a journey not a destination” so working towards ‘a place of happiness’ isn’t the right thing to do but rather enjoy life now.

Stroll down a few years and my desire shifted from ‘happiness’ to ‘peace’; I just always wanted to feel like I had it all figured out- no storms or turbulence. I quickly learnt that will never be the case because with growth comes responsibilities, choices to make and hurdles to cross.

To sometimes keep my sanity, I have a habit of asking “what is the morale of this story/situation” even from seemingly mundane or funny things. It somehow started as a joke but I’m used to it now and it helps me maintain my sense of humour in otherwise painful circumstances.

Some of the things I’ve learnt in recent time that helped me keep my peace and happiness;

•        Don’t apply liquid eyeliner in a moving car; I have a talent -I can apply makeup on my face anywhere and anytime- car, airplane, in the dark, as I eat etc however, one fateful day, as I lined my eyes in the car on my way to the office, the driver/car decided to move in a drastic manner and BLACK OUT! Like literally, I saw black! I looked into the mirror and there was more black in my right eye. I laughed at myself, it hurt but I laughed.

And it occurred to me that it’s not right to take things for granted, I mean why couldn’t I just be disciplined and be fast enough to do my makeup at home at the appropriate place and time? Rather than almost remove my eye? It’s easy to fall into a routine believing things will always work as we’ve known but change happens and we should often be ready for the unplanned!

•        Always have backup; Carry vex money EVERYWHERE and hide money in random places for days you’re dead broke; have your documents on your computer, phone backed up on some external device; have Indomie noodles at home always (you won’t know the day this will be all you have to eat so you won’t die in your sleep from hunger, Lol); have extra recharge card for your phone hidden in your wallet or pocket or saved as a phone number; take tissue with you to the toilet because the roll there may just have finished and we don’t need that kind of situation.

•        Have different kind of friends on speed dial- the one you can call to pick you up when you have messed up and you’re stranded, the one who is ready to roll up sleeves and fight with you then ask questions later and the one who won’t judge you but would tell you the truth and the faith-filled and spiritual one you can ask to pray for and with you.

•        Self-promotion is not a sin; Blow your own trumpet! Because nobody can effectively do this for you. This is something I’m still learning though because I can be the worst advertisement of what I’m selling. As a makeup artist, it’s only recently I decided to ALWAYS wear makeup because you can never tell who is watching or interested in buying what you’re selling.

•        Keep calm and drink cold water; Calm down! (I need to tell myself this often) You are not the Holy Spirit, Wonder woman or Superman! Not everything is a battle; know when to let things go. Don’t die trying to save the world! Try to enjoy your life while you have it, stop being such a robot!

•        Always wear clean and neat underwear incase you’re in an accident (ok….I stole this from my friend’s mother). But really it makes sense, if you’re unconscious and have to be rushed to the hospital; you don’t want to be seen in torn, faded underwear, trust me some people are evil enough to still laugh and judge you when you’re almost dead.

Try to avoid embarrassing situations as much as you can, just like investing money in quality underwear can save your life, invest money and time in things that matter so when you need to ‘prove’ yourself, you won’t be ashamed!

•        Not all that glitters is gold, some are sequin; Be careful and don’t allow yourself be deceived by something so shiny and bright. There is so much costume jewellery in the market now, it’s hard to know the difference!

Same way, ask questions about everything; don’t feel too proud or be afraid that you’ll look silly. It’s better to ask and know than fall victim; “I didn’t know” or “I was deceived” is no longer an acceptable excuse, it’s you that dulled! Most importantly remember we all have instinct (what I like to call spirit) and if we can just pay attention, we won’t get into so much trouble so often.

•        Wear colour; Wear red or purple or orange lipstick sometimes. Guys, wear that pink or olive green shirt, we won’t judge you. Bottom line BE BOLD! Take risks, don’t limit yourself, try new things, allow yourself like someone else, travel to someplace you’ve not been, take that course, wave at a stranger in a car beside you in traffic, make that phone call (or send the text), laugh when you fall, be the first to say hi, forgive that hurt, basically just do what you need to at least once in your life and then you can tell yourself “I tried” most times, it’s even an “I did it!” you get. 

•        STOP PROCASTINATING! STOP PROCASTINATING!! STOP PROCASTINATING!!! Enough said…….

Life will never be perfect! As long as you’re breathing, there would always be situations you’d rather not deal with. But I’m sure the Eagle doesn’t beg God to keep the storm away, rather it waits for it and glides through the winds, going higher; it actually finds peace right in the eye of the storm. And we should all learn to do same!

Follow me on twitter @Anu_chayil
Google+ Anu Adebayo
Pinterest Anuchayil