Identity

Most people usually have a ton of photos, tag their outfits and job done with their style blog post however as I am not like most people, I always jump at an opportunity to use this platform to horn my writing skills, share the things I am genuinely excited and passionate about and hope the person reading it takes something valuable away or are naturally able to get  an insight into my world. Happy reading x

I was born in Nigeria, grew up in what’s considered a small African family with 5 siblings along with my parents. But one thing was very evident from my childhood, we were anything but your average Nigerian family.

In Nigeria it is common that everyone in the household would speak their native language and when the kids get to school they would speak English, we were not allowed to speak Yoruba at home as my father frowned upon it because he wanted to ensure that not only did we speak English, we spoke it properly.

Myself and my siblings also all had English names and this alone was what we would be called by at home. Again it is very typical that a child would have more than one name, an English name and a tribal name and would be called by their tribal name but amongst their peers would be called by their English/western name

So I grew up in Nigeria but never felt completely Nigerian. My family and I  have long since emigrated and settled in the UK. Since becoming an adult, I have realised that I would never  be fully British as some things still set me apart, the most obvious not even being the colour of my skin but the way I would pronounce some words when I am tired, or the days when I crave nothing but authentic home cooked Nigerian dishes, and even the simple things that still stick with my from my childhood such as respect for elders and the importance of sheer hard work.

The older I get the more I realised that I have something unique which is the beautiful formula of my Nigerian roots combined with sprinkling of Britishness. In realising this, I have accepted and come to terms that I am Nigerian by birth, British by growth and 100% Barbara by my life experiences. I have fully embraced that which makes me special and found my IDENTITY

African attire

 

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Affrican print

All the African print fabric was purchased already sewn from a small independent boutique in South East London. The business is run by a Ghanaian mother and daughter duo. Their page will be linked on my Instagram photo

Until next time xoxo

 

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Fashion for me must always contain a mix of individualism, character and an element of fun... My blog is the platform at which I can engage in two of my favorite things I.e. writing and fashion

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2 Discussion to this post

  1. Biki says:

    Guuuurl I can identify with what you say about being Nigerian with British flava and then your essence…I’m like that too, certain moments bring out the Naija in me, then the Brit and then Da Bixster,haha! Your ankara print ensemble is super coote and I am living for that Queen Bun. X

    • barbara says:

      Hahaha, the satire of this post was that I was sat in a very English pub on a Sunday when this was written. I mean it doesn’t get more British than that surely. Anyways here’s to us who are not defined by passports or boundaries and have in turn become more than one of something.

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