MEMORIES, DREAMS AND CORRIDOR STYLE
I grew up in Nairobi West, in a three-bedroom maisonette that had a relatively large compound that wrapped around the house, with grass; a compound big enough for us to do cartwheels and run around in. I’m from a big family,
THE GUESTS, THEY NEVER CAME
Disclaimer: I am not a big fan of the holidays. I am not filled with holiday cheer in the days leading up to Christmas or in the weird space between Boxing Day and New Year’s Eve. To be honest, I
THE HOT LIST: #GuestsAreComing
Fun fact: I hated having guests over when I was younger. Hated it. My folks used to love hosting parties and having random people over for polite fun times that were not always polite. I remember seeing our guests’ cars
NO FLEAS HERE…
Have you ever been to a market? Not like, a market market, like Gikomba. No, not that type, though I really feel like I ought to go and explore it. I’m talking about the kind of market where you don’t
STRONG, DEPENDANT WOMAN
I’ve said it before: babies scare me. That includes mine. I’m terrified of my child, and I’ve often been unsure of what to do when left alone with her. That probably explains why the longest I’ve been with her, without