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  Photo: from Google Tegan: a tall and fair lady, very comfortable in her skin. “I hate Mondays,” Tegan murmured to herself as she pulled up in the parking lot of Fashion Today. The drive wasn’t usually long, since Fashion Today was at Oregun and she lived at GRA and both places were located in Ikeja. She picked up her black Gucci handbag which was resting on the front seat, alighted from her Hyundai sonata. She had sauntered a few steps before she locked the car with the remote. She glided graciously across the interlocked floor with her Armani red bottom heels. She wore a red Chanel gown that stopped at her knees. It had a small slit that exposed just a bit of her right lap. The gown hugged her body and brought out every curve she had. Her lips were the same shade of red as her dress. She didn’t draw her eyebrows, she thought doing that was exhausting. Her hair was packed in a bun and a pair of gold hoop earrings hung from her ears. She wore a gold wristwatch on her left wrist and he

Meaning Tegan: a beautiful, tall, independent lady who can be bullheaded but has great fashion sense.                                 ***  Tegan Maduka rolled on her bed lazily. Her king sized bed was covered with a white and red bed-sheet. Her duvet was definitely on the floor as she couldn’t feel at as she rolled. She hugged her three pillows at once and thank God for the day. Yes, it was a Saturday and she thought Saturdays were glorious.  It was her lazy day and also her busy day. She could decide to wake at whatever time she wanted, just as long as there were no fashion shows that needed her presence.  Yeah, damn the alarm!  She could decide to stay in bed all day. Then again, damn all those people who said she needed to go out more. She was a top editor in a fashion magazine, Fashion Today. She could be called out any time to go for one fashion show or the other. That was how busy how Saturdays could be, but she still loved it.  So, whenever she wasn’t at those shows, she’d eat w

  Photo from Google: a part of Lagos ToLagos would always be Lagos. The traffic would always be annoying and the place would always be full of people, except the government decided to create jobs in the other states of the country. Lagos was filled with opportunities. People came from different parts of the country to Lagos to make money. And not just from other parts of the country, but other parts of the world. It had its bad sides but it also had its good sides. Lagos had beaches that were beautiful and different places to actually hang out. If you were the type that loved going out. There were cinemas, different restaurants, gaming places, tourist attractions and so on.  Kosarachi wasn’t the type that went out except absolutely necessary. It came from being on the run for a long time. But that was over now. Her life wasn’t in danger anymore. Her father didn’t want her identity to be hidden anymore. She could be who she wanted to be. She would visit all the places she had admired bu