K-legged walk down memory lane

As far as the gist of this post is concerned, I should have just clicked the reblog button but I couldn’t be bothered with WP niceties.

I’m not the sort to plan and iron my work outfits for the entire week on a Sunday, that type of deliberation on my part can only mean one thing- that I might be PMSing.  Well, I simply open the clothes basket just before my shower and one of two things will happen:

  • The stars align and I find all the pieces that interlock perfectly to create a great outfit, or
  • I convince myself that I’ve nothing to wear even when I’m clearly surrounded by clothes.

Woman says

This morning, I was looking for something to wear and I came across a skirt that reminded me of a rather delightful incident that happened over a year ago.

So, after hours of back-breaking and finger-numbing sewing, I’d finally completed this cute skirt. I could not wait to show it off at work, it was ideal for Casual Friday. The perfect Friday arrived and that morning I picked a blouse that matched it wickedly.

Little did I know that the Devil was working overtime without pay and it wasn’t even Friday the 13th.  Whilst ironing said skirt, I got distracted by some noise and didn’t realise how hot the iron had become.

When I looked down ehn, the conspirative iron had “inhaled” (that’s the only way to describe it) a 3 by 3 inches section of my never-been-worn-outdoors-before skirt. A tatty-edged hole stared right back at me defiantly.

Ah! It felt like a dream within a dream.

I shut my eyes tightly. When I finally opened them, the unfortunate hole seemed to be daring me to do my worst. I chanted “This. Did. Not. Happen” about 10 times. But alas… It. Did.

Oh! I burst into bitter tears and wailed “Sweet baby Jesus, but why?” I even pleaded for a time-reversal miracle.  I also tried to bribe God at this point. “If you make this go away, a shiny halo will float above my Brazilian weave forever and ever”.

I replayed the moments before and after the horrific event- rewind, play, pause, fast-forward.

As I am wont to do when unpleasant things happen to me, I wondered if this was payback for something naughty that I’d done.  Then I proceeded to recollect what I could have possibly done, that was weighty enough to deserve such a heart-breaking punishment. Hmm, nothing came to my mind that fine morning.

Finally, still hiccuping with sobs, I wore the Agbádá of Acceptance and shook off my sadness like it were a side-hug from an unwanted toaster.  A shaky smile slowly appeared on my face as I walked to my bedroom mirror, then I looked myself straight in the eyes and belted out ♫I will survive ♫ like a 100% scripture-assured diva.

Thankfully I had leftover fabric, so the next day I redeemed the persecuted skirt using a determined cut-and-patch technique that would make even the highest rated Hollywood plastic surgeon green with envy.  The day after, I wore the skirt like a silken badge of resilience. Testimony time! Blessing time!!

What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, abi? 🙂



  1. Wow! I often wondered what ladies meant by the ” I have nothing to wear” even though they are surrounded by clothes. Thanks for the clarification.
    Ha! ” The Agbada of Acceptance” ” The stars aligning themselves”, “Devil working overtime without pay” – these are some of the quotable quotes I gained from here.

    I like how you usually weave humour. into not somewhat dissapointing circumstances. Gracias!


  2. I know that feeling, it happened to my pretty blue patterned shirt on the sleeve. I couldn’t patch mine but continued to wear it that way (what love got to do)

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    1. Hey Biki,

      Thank you so much.

      Oh, please steal away! I love the phrases that you coined, “Agbada of Humiliation” is so apt! XD

      Enjoy the rest of the weekend.


  3. Aw, I know the feeling… that moment when an iron inhales your never-before-worn outfit. I commiserate. Unlike you, I don’t know how to ‘patch’ things up 😦
    I would have loved to see a photo of your revamped skirt…

    Btw, the poster about women not having anything to wear is hilarious 🙂

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    1. Hello Timi,

      Lol, thank you. The ‘inhalation’ happened a year ago to my yellow skirt, I’ve been meaning to update this post with a photograph of the patched-up section.

      I agree, the poster is quite right too. 😀

      Enjoy the rest of the weekend!

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  4. Keep going girl!

    Lol @ ”Agbada of Acceptance” , you’ve got me all cracked up here,

    It is up to us to find the strength to face and overcome obstacles.

    It is an empowering feeling when we can take a deep breath , find reasons to smile inspite of tough times and keep going, for me that is a ”SURVIVOR’. One step at a time !

    Thank you for sharing your stories with us.

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    1. Thank you so much for reading Ebere! 😀

      I love your insightful perspective and I agree with you, tough times will always come and go, one’s attitude in trying times determines their survival.


  5. You have such a great way of making any scenario absolutely hilarious. Nedu you are a fantastic story teller!

    Sorry for your skirt…..your reaction to this sound very familiar!

    Question….do you think you can do a post showing your repair technique and reveal the infamous skirt????

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    1. Hey Lady,

      Thank you so much for reading, when life hands you lemons make lemonade. 🙂

      The infamous skirt is my yellow full skirt (see post here), the iron burnt the back. Sad incident actually happened a year ago, I was too heart-broken to take a photo of the burn. I’ll probably do an update to this post showing the repaired section. Lol

      You’ve given me a brilliant idea for a post on mending techniques.

      Have a joyful week!

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    1. Hello Ella,

      Thank you so much for reading and loving it. 🙂

      I like your creativity, how you decided to turn a disaster into a refashioning project. I am sure there’ll be a perfect occasion to show off your mini skirt. Lol

      Have a wonderful week!


    1. Hi Tamie,

      It’s a badge of not-giving-up, when there’s a will there’s a way… Lol

      Thank you for reading. Have a great week!

      PS: I’ve been having trouble leaving comments on your blog for a while now, it won’t let me publish what I’ve typed in. Did you change your settings?


  6. Hehe! I do the same thing morning after morning: don’t plan my outfits. Glad to see I’m not alone. 🙂

    Unlike the Beatrice episode, I’m so glad this one had a happy ending.

    My top 3 delicious moments:

    1. “Little did I know that the Devil was working overtime without pay and it wasn’t even Friday the 13th.” Oh, but he is. I hope you doused the iron with holy water? Don’t give it a second chance.

    2. “I wore the Agbádá of Acceptance” — Where do you get these terms? Brilliant!

    3. “..Shook off my sadness like it were a side-hug from an unwanted toaster.” That mental picture will stay with me all week long. I just know it.

    Loved this, Nedoux. 🙂

    P.S. Please check for that halo. I suspect it’s floating there, right above your current hairdo. 😀

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    1. Hi Sharon,

      My partner in spontaneous dressing. 😀

      I love how you always notice my favourite parts of my posts, it makes writing it worthwhile. Thank you so much dear.

      You’ve given me a great idea, I could even pour holy water into the water tank of the steam iron. Lol

      Ah! my shiny halo, I just checked, it’s still there. 😉 It’s funny how we sometimes try to cut deals with God when we are desperate.

      I wish you happiness this week!

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  7. Lol… That’s a great one

    Reminds me of when I started screen printing. I will damage a cloth then go ahead to print a design on the damaged part or let’s just say damage it further in a creative way cos most times, I always have to alter the actual design.
    Used to be fun watching ppl react to the new design and thinking about it now and how I always wish I can go back in time to correct the wrong…. There’s always something inside of us refusing to accept negative situations.

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    1. Hi Tola,

      Hehehe…I suppose there’s a unique sort of beauty hidden within flaws.

      Oh! I love your fresh perspective, There’s always something inside of us refusing to accept negative situations.” I totally agree with you.

      Sometimes, it’s so hard to accept unpleasant situations, but in the end it’s wise to simply move on and let life happen. When life shows you pepper, make delicious pepper soup. 😀

      Have a blessed week!

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    1. Hi Miss Chic,

      Wow! That must have been awful. Awww, you must have felt so bad. Tulle is a very tricky fabric to press.

      A classic case of the Devil working overtime without extra pay. XD

      Thank you for reading, have a great week!


  8. You didn’t post a picture of the testimony. 😂😂😂. I can so relate. Very similar to the “it is a lie” chant whilst staring at the truly damaged dress.
    The situation is even worse than washing your silk blouse in the washing machine and the sleeves go from long sleeves to 3/4sleeves.

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    1. IJ dear,

      You’ve actually seen the skirt before (my yellow full skirt), you just didn’t notice the patching.

      I agree with you, “It is a lie” is the perfect chant of denial when faced with a nightmarish situation. Lol

      Ah! That unsolicited refashioning-by-shrinkage that washing machines sometimes do . XD

      Have a lovely week!


    1. Hello Jacqueline,

      Your comment nearly killed me with laughter, I pictured the blouse. XD

      Yes! Head raised high, rocking the patchwork with all the pride in the world. It’s a badge of resilience. Lol

      Have a beautiful week!

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  9. Yes, it does make you stronger indeed. You’ve done it again, Nedu! You always have me giggling and laughing through your posts. It’s a real pleasure to drop by here!

    Sorry about that skirt, but hey, you worked it out! 😀 😀 I was hoping for a picture though. Hehe

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    1. Hello Cara,

      Thank you for reading, your comments always put a big smile on my face. 🙂

      It actually happened a year ago, I probably should have taken a photograph of the tatty hole, but I remember being so distraught that I wanted to erase the memory forever. I thought of putting up a picture showing the mended portion but it’s barely visible.

      I did a post when I sewed the skirt (see here), the iron burnt the back. Lol

      Have an awesome week!

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