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I’m the eyes, he’s the muse. It works so well that he automatically goes into “to pose or not to pose” mode whenever I whip out a camera. Random day dates thrown in between business as usual keep me happy. It breaks monotony. It adds sound.

Sharing a meal that one or the other isn’t particularly fond of but enjoys to stay close to the other. Compromise. We do it. Not effortlessly. Not always willingly. The cacophony of compromise adds rhythm to the sound.

His creativity seeps into random spaces. We walk in, he looks up, side to side, and down. His eyes matching his head. We walk in. We sit. He looks up, side to side, and down. We look at each other. Annoyed, yet relieved. I can count on this to happen. He knows that. There’s volume to the rhythm now.

Krog Street Market Capture

  We find ourselves outside. Almost always. A walk to make it easy on me. Some people watching to keep the laughs rolling. Always dialogue. Always talking. About me. About him. About them. About everything. Everything. Secrets are nil. Uncomfortable? Sure. Necessary? Absolutely.

That space of necessity? That music? That’s the very definition of magic.

Muse. I'm the eyes, he's the muse. It works so well that he automatically goes into "to pose or not to pose" mode whenever I whip out a camera.

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Street food

Years ago when I worked at the CDC, I met an awesome woman who not only made me laugh, but also listened to my insanity. Actually we exchanged anecdotal stories about our dating life (we were both single-ish at the time), office grumblings and random musings keeping ourselves entertained while getting the job done. Now married and with a toddler (and a teenager!) and me with my SO and…

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Autumn

I don’t follow the rules. I have more than one best friend. More than one favorite brother. More than one favorite color…I take it you’ve caught on, yes? Spring and Autumn have always been my favorite times of year. At least spring and autumn in the traditional sense. The transitional weather, the change in everything around you and the change in me. With no medical background (save the nearly…

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Red Lips and Drake

Red Lips and Drake

So I saw Drake. I mean Future, Gucci Mane and Two Chainz were there too, but *I* saw Drake. You get me? Ok. I went out on a Thursday night, a school night – with no vacation planned for the next day. I changed from my conservative office look to a very “Oh Funmi” not on the town bodysuit and tight jeans. It took discretion to slink out of the restroom lobby and back to my car. I pulled it off…

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Blew. This isn't good. I haven't ridden in ages. I'll miss riding season if I don't hope back on soon.

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I don’t have the funds to splurge on the style that I think is essentially “Funmi”, but I am thoughtful and choosy on the items that do make it to my closet. Remember the purge from just a few posts ago? I had the unfortunate luck of having my U.S. passport stolen and along with it, a gorgeous, black crocodile leather passport wallet. This thing was the epitome of Funmi. Excess but classic, compact, yet multifunctional. I’d discovered it somewhere online ages ago and got a bit of use out of it, but not enough to retire it. So when it was stolen, I was crushed. I scoured the web looking for Rebecca Minkoff passport wallet. Rebecca Minkoff Passport case. Report Minkoff Crocodile leather passport holder. You get the idea. I stumbled across an image, but that was the extent of my luck.

Enter r-ki-tekt. I love social media. If you know me, you know this. If you don’t, you do now. I stumbled across an Instagram profile with a clean, simple aesthetic that prompted me to follow their profile instantly. Scrolling through the posts I see cute jewelry and leather pieces that all speak craftsmanship and echo made with love. Then I see it…

r-ki-tekt passport cover

Now mind you, I haven’t yet replaced my U.S. passport, but that Naija passport…well look at that cover! This replaces my dusty blue nylon case from ages ago for my Nigeria passport and it is absolutely gorgeous! I think I’m beginning to properly adult with yet another well chose piece of functional accessory. In addition to snuggly holding my passport, it can accommodate 4 cards easily, or you can slip a few bills in one slot and card in the other – regardless, this works!

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Made for each other

Functional

Bright and easy

  Look out for more pics of my new fav passport holder. Hopefully flights reduce and I’m heading home sooner than later. In the meantime, I highly recommend checking out where random pretty things are built on Etsy.

Details I don't have the funds to splurge on the style that I think is essentially "Funmi", but I am thoughtful and choosy on the items that do make it to my closet.

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Blog lovin'

Blog lovin’

Follow my blog with Bloglovin   Because I’m really trying to get serious here. For real this time.

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We're landlocked. Kinda.

We’re landlocked. Kinda.

If you haven’t already picked up on the fact that I live in Atlanta – you know now. As much as I’ve grown to love the city, I still have my few gripes. I’m entitled to it. Atlanta feels “new” and sort of concentrated. Trust me, I love this town, but other cities have character features that lure me in and allow me to get lost. I have always been enamored by the old architecture of city parts of…

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Define "excess"

Define “excess”

I used to be THE accessory queen. Name a piece of jewelry, I had one in every tone – gold, silver, rose gold…etc (yea, there are more). Name a handbag style (not designer!), I had it – hobo, crossbody, clutch, purse, tote…I had several of each. Hair accessories were jam-packed in clear containers even though I kept my hair in one of two styles. Up or down? I was of the old school Yoruba belief…

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ARTiculate

Articulate ATL (stylized as ARTiculate) was a refreshing, yet familiar experience into Atlanta’s burgeoning art landscape. I’ve long noticed the rapid artistic growth just on the fringe of Atlanta’s party scene. It was kinda hard to miss it. From the graffiti lined walls in Edgewood to the mini and many galleries throughout Castleberry Hill, there has always been something to see or hear in…

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byrd.

From time to time I’ll feature one of my talented super cool friends. It’s not for a dollar, it’s not for brownie points, it’s because I want to. If I ever feel so inclined to write about you, it’s a good thing. For as much as I enjoy writing, I have a terrible time sharing it. I have a food blog that gets no love and another blog I won’t even link to because I don’t touch it. Whatever the reason…

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Fedoras and Frames – Literally

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Fedoras and Frames

I haven’t traveled as much as I would like. Real life doesn’t ever let up and honestly, I wouldn’t want it to. My trips now are shortened and sporadic. There are fewer destination weddings, fewer carnival trips, and even fewer couples trips. I’ve decided that every stamp in my passport or every extended ride in a rental, or flight now deserves my gratitude with some writing. I make myself…

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Intentions

I have the best intentions when it comes to writing. It’s seconded only to my cooking. When I feel lost, stressed, or in need of a relief only being alone can satisfy; I turn to writing. Or reading. Or cooking. Pay attention – I think the writing is really about to get consistent. Don’t get too excited though.

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Mangoisms

It’s easy to find me online. It’s not easy because I am on every social media site out there, it’s easy because even with as many personalities I feel I have, I am NaijaMango primarily. My disorder and order are both in NaijaMango. I am curated. I am free-spirited. I am consistently NaijaMango. I think out loud with that moniker. I share personal feelings and hide secrets in public with that…

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Breakfast of champions. At noon. 🕛 #MangoEats