Friday, December 23, 2011 at 3:53PM 
Helen J Marchant and I after the Jamie Perlam lecture art director of British Vogue!
Yeah I am looking chunky LOL!! It was cold so I had to layer up!
Helen Marchant, Jamie Perlam, Vogue Friday, December 23, 2011 at 3:35AM 
Images from the River Island S/S12 Press Day.
I was contacted to be the photographer for the two day press day in November.
Is was exciting but exhausting!
The clothes and the themed space were amazing!
I sure know where i'll be shopping this summer!
More photos from the event will follow shortly!
Thursday, December 22, 2011 at 10:49PM 
Hasn't it been a wonderful year?
I have learnt so much!
Grown so much!
Experienced so much!
Excited about 2012!
Let's get it right all over again!!
New beginnings!
Shirt: House of Beela
House of Beela Saturday, December 17, 2011 at 8:02PM 
Although I have only read one of her books, Sefi Atta is one of my favourite writers.
Years ago I picked up her book at my Aunties place and read the last page,
which made me quickly go back to the beginning.
I immediately knew it was a book I had to read.
I LOVED IT!
The title and the last page has stuck with me and has been one of my mantras till date!
The last page from the book EVERYTHING GOOD WILL COME by Sefi Atta
"Never dance the palongo. It can make you go crazy."
The passengers clapped their hands in disgust.
"Sistah what's wrong with you?" "Behaving like this?" "On a hot afternoon."
"Grown woman like you." "Acting like a child."
I raised my hand in a fist.
"Our men are free," I said.
The van driver blinked. "What? What is she saying?"
Someone relayed my message. "Our men are too free with women."
"Nothing good will come to you!" the van driver said.
"Tell him," I said.
"Tell him, a da. It will be good.
Everything good will come to me."
She repeated my message, but the driver seemed to have heard. He hopped out of his van.
"Maybe she's mad," someone offered.
One man simply hung his head. Yet another delay.
"Are you mad?" the driver asked. "You're mocking me? Is your head correct?
I said move your vehicle out of my way." My hands went up.
I wriggled lower, and sang again.
"Never dance the palongo. It can make you go crazy."
The "All right-sirs" stood with their mouths open.
The van driver looked me up and down.
"You must be a very stupid woman," he said.
"Was," I said.
"Maybe you didn't hear me," he said, flexing his arms.
I heard him. I danced the palongo, fearing nothing for my sanity, or common sense.
I added a few foreign steps to disorientate the discontented so-and-so:
flamenco, can-can, Irish dancing from side to side.
Nothing could take my joy away from me.
The sun sent her blessings.
My sweat baptized me.
So when things are going wrong or I am feeling down or worried I say to myself ... EVERYTHING GOOD WILL COME TO ME! And you know what? Everything good keeps coming! NOTHING CAN TAKE MY JOY AWAY FROM ME! So THANK YOU Sefi Atta!!
"Tell him, a da. It will be good.
Everything good will come to me."
Nothing could take my joy away from me.
The sun sent her blessings.
My sweat baptized me.
Above is a photo I took of model Ufuoma Itoje some weeks ago. For more go to
www.ibeela.tumblr.com www.ibeela.com is my online portfolio.
Saturday, December 10, 2011 at 9:27PM 
These days who do we really even know ...
How well do you think the ladies above know each other?