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Happy new year, everyone! In follow up to my first Garnier 3-in-1 Pure Active post, I was thinking about what Garnier really wanted to achieve with their product: they wanted you to feel clean, fresh, and your best true self – essentially giving you one less thing to worry about because you’re just being you, and that’s how I drew inspiration for these images.
After a year of effectively living by myself in a new city, I feel like I’ve got this whole adulting thing on lock.
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And that was the single greatest joke I’ve told in 2015.
Photos by Khensani Makhubela
When I was younger – or pretty much up until matric prelims – I had notoriously good skin by no efforts of my own. I seldom broke out, and if I did, it was just two or so pimples on or between my eyebrows. So suffice it to say, I was (and still am) pretty ignorant on skincare and beauty regimens. The most effort I put into my skin was removing my make up before bed and using a daily face wash and face cream. I didn’t use face scrubs, masks, cleanses, toners or change my products often – and I was fine in my complacency. Until my skin decided to forsake me.
Photos by Joy Ntoni
“Black is modest and arrogant. Black is lazy and easy – but mysterious. But above all, black says this: ‘I don’t bother you – don’t bother me.’” – Yohji Yamamoto
This was alternatively titled, “Why are you wearing all black?” “I’m mourning myself”, but I found that a little too long, albeit incredibly apt for the last few weeks. Although my <a href="http://www acheter viagra chine.instagram.com/foyinog” onclick=”__gaTracker(‘send’, ‘event’, ‘outbound-article’, ‘http://www.instagram.com/foyinog’, ‘Instagram’);”>Instagram has been all happiness and sunshine, my Twitter has been a better indication as to how I’ve been lately, filled with melodramatic postings accompanied by memes to maintain my carefree aesthetic.
(In an incredibly overdue post) Welcome to #DearSoloGoesToLagos. Thinking about writing this has been a little tricky for me because its easy to be a tourist and do tourist-y/blogworthy things in a foreign place (see: Istanbul) but it’s much harder for me to be a tourist in my home city (see: Lagos).