Well folks its seems racism is alive and well in UK.Its so fucking upsetting .I am so fed up of this shit happening ,time and time again. Knowing most of my black British friends are unemployed like me.
And watching white Britons ignore white supremacy aka racism.Like its not a problem.Drives me crazy.
Recently Black British lady went for an interview with a high end store called Harrods and she was told ,she would only get the job if she chemically straighten her hair.
Its just disgusting,how black people with curly hair are treated in Britain.White Britons say black Britons dont want to work .But they dont want to employed us .The government ignore racism ,pressure black folk to get work .While ignoring the fact that white folk dont want to give black women or black men jobs.As well as muslims wearing Hijab.
Britain is my home but I just dont feel welcome anymore.I am seriously looking forward to moving abroad.Cant wait to visit Africa and be in a country there black people are the majority .And there they dont feel threaten by an afro.
This is my SLR film camera I brought about two years ago because I couldn’t afford a Digital one.Its a little gem and dirty cheap.Its quite fun to use too. It was about £45 including the lens.It’s quite heavy though but I am sure it will take beautiful photos.
I usually surf the internet to learn more about film photography,as I am not a fan of reading books about photography. I am more of an visual learner.I have watched a lot of YouTube videos about film photography recently.
I have a old 35mm film that needs developing and apparently it’s cheaper to develop the film yourself.But I will leave that for now and just pop too Boots for now.
I enjoy playing with the camera ,it looks so like DSLR camera.I also have a Nikon D5100 but I have no lens for it.I am saving the pennies to get a lens for my Nikon camera.I hope to buy a small film SLR Camera as the 750 eos is too heavy around alot.But that will be later. I will update my blog with the pictures soon.I hope to take some fashion photography ones when I find someone to help me take the photos.
Is it just me or is there no blogging scene in Manchester.I joined Manchester Bloggers to meet people who were into blogging .I arrange to meet a girl for a photo shoot ,only to be stood up and the girl ignore my calls.It wouldn’t be so bad, if the girl wasn’t the ADMINISTRATOR OF THE GROUP.But its really annoying.No apologise plus there’s no meet ups for photo shoots.I have ask but don’t get a answer.
I don’t have many friends and it would be nice to meet people who like blogging .Also people who love fashion,food and cycling.BUT IT’S HOPELESSLY.Life only seems to happen if you live in LONDON.In the UK.
Its so strange as BOOHOO and MISSGUIDED some of the most popular high street fashion brands are based in MANCHESTER. But nothing seems to be happening blogging wise in relation to fashion.
The only group that seems like fun is BLACK BRITISH BLOGGERS.The group is very active and I enjoy being in the group.But its for the UK.And meet ups will probably be in London. EYE ROLL.
UK economy is so unbalanced LONDON is the engine and most things happened in London .And the rest of the UK gets left out.This is one of the reasons people voted Brexit ,as a lot of people especially up north are left out.
On of the most popular manchester blogger Intheflow hit it big and moved to London.And that’s the story most of the time.Not much happens up north.I ain’t planning on moving to London and I just hope Manchester changes some time soon.
Hi folks I am trying to lose some puppy fat and help with my fibroids condition.By not eating too much red meat or white meat.As it’s not easy to digest when you have chronic pain.I have been looking at food blogs and BBC food website alot ,for inspiration .And I’m also subscribed to alot of Asian food channel.Because Asian food has lots of flavour even without meat. One of the things I like to cook is a fusion of west African & Chinese food .This meal includes noodles ,ackee, tomatoes,pickles ,onions with sunflower oil and a Maggi vegetarian stock cube for taste.I also put a bit of West Indian hot pepper sauce to give my food some fire.Its was really lovely ,low in fat , supper tasty and easily to digest.
I hope to travel this year ,to a lot of places.I am lucky to whole two passport, as a dual citizenship.One of the passport is a ECOWAS passport which allow me to travel visa free through West Africa and other exotic places. Like Fiji and Vanuatu (places where black people have naturally blonde Afros )
Also Barbados and quite a few countries in East and south east Africa.
I am always moaning about hating the cold damp weather of England.But when I first look at my ECOWAS passport I wasn’t excited.My mind was full of stereotypes of Africa. Even though I hate the cold and can’t imagine retirement in cold England.
So this year I have going to make some changes and have a positive mindset.And stop thinking that the west is the centre of the world.I want to go and visit the land of my forefathers and mothers.
And I wouldn’t mind visiting Vanuatu ,it’s amazing to see natural blond afros. Even though there’s natural blonde afro Africans in Africa.But not as many as in Papau New Guinea.
It’s time to bordered my horizons.The only thing that puts me off ,is the scary stories of my Nigerians relatives and the constantly queue of other Africans complaining to me .That some African stolen there money ,when there just wanted to built a house in Africa .Or the African leader who turn into a dictator over night.That line comes from my Eritrea friends.
Or that theirs no constant electricity supply in Africa.
Seriously after all these scary stories, these Africans relatives and friends assure me that there were the only civilized Africans about and if they could just get rid of the other Africans life would be great in Africa.
I just rolled my eyes and keep quiet. And thought of one more year in England in the bloody cold, waiting on summer.God help me ,I hate the cold.
Then there was the worry that I might get chopped up or sold into slavery in Africa. Black skin aint worth much in some parts of Africa .You will get more for white skin then my Coco Brown skin .But I finally thought, if the white man can go Africa why can’t I.
Its not like I haven’t been mistake for other Africans, my Gambia friend thought ,I was Gambian .Then I got mistake for a Somali. Then a Ugandan etc.
Really folks, all African phenotypes come out of East Africa.Why are people surprise that an West African can look East African.I don’t know.
My people the Efik /lbibio of Nigeria have a story that we came from Ethiopia ,through Sudan ,then Cameroon ,then Nigeria.
Yes I know that Sudan isnt next to Cameroon but that’s just how the story goes.Its sounds about right ,the scientist’s say Ethiopia is where oldest human has been found .Can’t wait to visit Ethiopia motherland.
I will fly Ethiopia Airlines to Nigeria ,as its dead cheap and I want to give my money to African airline not European airlines.Its also helps boost African economy.European airlines dominate African airways right now. And people wonder why Africans struggle to can’t get jobs in Africa .And will risk there life to cross the Sahara and Mediterranean sea for Europe the promise land.
One of the reasons is because European, America business come to Africa and dominate the Africa economy and drive Africans out of business.But that another blog post.
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Being Body positive is so hard in the west. Women are define by there beauty here ,many people especially men wont listen to a women unless is pretty. I have struggle with my body image over the years.I have gain three stone over the years since I was 18 and I aint happy with it years .
But seeing women like Kim Kardashian and Iskra Lawrence has slowly increase my confidence.I’m trying not to focus on my physical appearance but its damm hard when you go too the shops and can’t fit into an Outfit.
Or you have a wardrobe full of clothes that don’t fit.I currently have four sizes in my wardrobe from size 12 ,14 ,16 ,18.Its depressing
This is when I ‘m doing a pattern cutting class, to learn how to make clothes that truthfully fit me .
I cant wait until the day a women isn’t define by her beauty or dress size.