Running Errands
Photo by Shooshoo

"Your time on earth is limited, don’t waste it living for someone else. Don’t be trapped by ideas you didn’t create. Don’t let the noise of the crowd drown out your own inner voice. Most importantly, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition, even if you end up failing. Every journey, no matter where it leads, is still a lesson learned. Your life belongs to just you, take ownership of your actions. Think about it, when the people you are living for break you down to pieces, you will be stuck with insurmountable regrets. Wishing you had taken a risk, said enough and walked out the door. Your happiness should your primary concern, everything else is secondary."

Afroitalian Craftsmanship (Coming Soon)
Photo by Funfere Koroye
Cool blues & Vibrant Orange
I wear this hat too much and i wear all black too much. Time to start dressing for summer. Thinking about switching to primarily pastels, especially brown and pink. Have a blessed Sunday.
Calla Lilies
Sometimes i cook in a suit and flyknits, deal with it. Had no idea she took this from the loft, even though i despise candids, but i liked it regardless. 
The Renaissance Man
Photo by Stefano Carloni
Let the choir singEverywhere we goPeople wanna knowWho we areSo we tell themFunfere Koroye from AfricaFresh from Nigeria
HallelujahSweet Black JesusHallelujahHallelujahHallelujahHallelujahHalle-HollaHallelujah the prophet Black Jesus
Photo by Stefano Carloni
The Gangster and The Gentleman
Photo by Stefano Carloni
Welcome to the Jungle
The story continues in the Nigerian Nostalgia Nexus Project, this time in the Lekki Craft Market on the Lagos Island. I have a new name behind the lens this time, Demi Olubanwo, who has taken time off from wedding photography to capture some blog worthy shots.
I cant say how much i appreciate The Working Class of this country. The ones who wake up at 6am and grind until the sun goes down at 9pm. They make this country stable with their willingness to do the jobs many of the so called upper class wont see fit.
I have always loved the market despite the flies, smell or dirt. It is the one place where you see characters heckling at prices and hear afrobeat tunes music blaring out of massive speaker systems. On this very day i was scouting for fabric and sculptures for My Personal Collection. Some people were nice enough to allow photos, some asked to be paid, a few hid their faces and others just made random jokes as i walked by in a manskirt. 
In summary i feel at home in this metropolis, the real concrete jungle. If you can make it here, you can make it anywhere. side note, the five panel i am wearing is the last in three pieces soon to be sold on My Online Store so reach out if you are interested. Stay blessed and inspired.