The number of times I’ve stared at that face and then at mine now is crazy and still not believing it to be me. What’s even funnier is, I clearly remember that day so it definitely is me, and that’s saying something as my memory is so terrible.

So let’s begin my story. I was born in Nigeria, and I lived there for about 8-9 years(my memory sucks like I said) I moved over to England in time to start year 5…..

So let’s talk about this picture. It’s me in school, about 8-9 years old, partaking in a beauty pageant (which I won, check me out) Not all good news though, I lost when I went to the next stage, competing against more than my schoolmates. The day was full of grandparents and parents smothering me with gifts, fashion ideas and the constant suggestion to smile ( i guess that’s one thing that hasn’t changed).

I come from a comfortable household, not rich but comfortable enough to not worry about where the next foods coming. However also comfortable enough for the grandparents to have 5 maids and my own household to have 1 living nanny..

Well anyways, I had to say goodbye to all that when I moved to England and My mother working at Tkmaxx whilst at university. I’m so grateful for the move because I got to experience a different way of living and I would say England has more opportunities to live.

Osi x