Oh South Korea! You Were Amazing in 2015… I Miss You!

IMG_8644In August 2015, I took my farthest and most exciting trip at that time. I went to South Korea! I don’t want that memory to ever leave me, as it was truly an amazing time! I’m re-posting my blog post to relish my experience, and give my newer followers the opportunity to hear about South Korea from my eyes.

Grab a bowl of popcorn, and a cup of tea, coffee, water or wine. At the end of this long piece, you’d feel like you were on my trip with me! So, buckle up!

Any opportunity to explore a different culture has my full attention! I’m sitting on the Haeundae beach in Busan, South Korea, getting my feet dipped in the Pacific Ocean as I write this! Bliss. Korea is a beautiful place! The pictures on Google are real. To think that she went through a horrible war about 65 years ago, she bounced back pretty nicely! Their growth and economic development can only make me pray that Nigeria and other 3rd world countries achieve speedy recovery from our corrupt governments and relatively stagnant economies.

I’ve had the time of my life in Seoul and Busan. Yes my curious ears, here are my twenty takeaways:

  1. Black women are rare:
    Everywhere I went, people were openly IMG_8616curious, staring at me, and asking for my pictures. I’d pose for a personal picture and a flock of photographers will come and take my picture! My group joked that I could make a living by charging some money for my picture to be taken.
    The most interesting thing happened when I went to the beach. I had my swimsuit on for a dip in the ocean, and this conversation ensued:

    2 Korean Girls (2KG): Oh my God! Your body is so beautiful!IMG_8984

    Me: (Aghast) Oh! Thanks!

    2KG: Are those your real boobs? They’re so big!

    Me: (Hahahahahahaha) Yes!! And you find much bigger where I come from.

    2KG: Wow!! We don’t have any boobs. A and B cups mostly.

    Me: Aw, I wish I could gift you some :=D

    2KG: Can we touch them?

    Me: Oh, go ahead!

    2KG: Uhh, Ahhh, it’s really real! Lol.

    No joke, this was how this went down, and it was fun!

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Her Abortion

atnThis is a submission from a reader. My response will be dedicated to a blog post next week, please stay tuned. I know her choice of abortion will be upsetting to some of you. Please remember there is a human at the receiving end of what you say. See this as an opportunity to post encouraging words for someone going through this now, or who may end up in a similar fix in the future.

A week later, the reality of the situation is finally hitting me. I’m at an event, sitting beside a barely pregnant woman and I run to the bathroom, tearing up. I was sad before, but I am just realizing what I have done. I cry for my child that did not get a chance, I cry for myself, for not being able to protect my unborn from the bashful words of her maternal grandparents. I cry for her father, let’s call him Grey, who did everything he could to be there for me. I cry for Grey more because he has always been consistent with his loving actions – from the day we met, until, and after the day of the procedure. Grey was vehemently against the abortion, but I chose my family over him.

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Turning Cancerous Lemons to Yummy Lemonades



L – R: Oreofe, Danielle, Aaleyah

A few months ago, I shared here that one of my favorite girls, Aaleyah was diagnosed with Medullary Thyroid Carcinoma, a neuroendocrine cancer. She has good days, and bad days, but ultimately, she is taking this journey like a champion, and giving light and love to all her family and friends through this journey. She inspired her friend, Danielle, owner of dellectables, to start a table talk series which happens in an interview format, but for a blog. This interview was done last Friday, before the successful completion of Aaleyah’s thyroid removal on Monday, thank you, Jesus! I invite you to see how a 22 year old chick, who got what seems like life’s sourest lemons, has turned it into lemonades.


After reading their conversation, I gained so much. I saw the love of family, the importance in picking the right friends, and the determination to always choose life, no matter what life brings. As Danielle said, “I don’t know what you will take from it, but I hope that you can at least take one thing, that whatever life throws at you it’s never the end and you can make the best of what you’re given.

Here’s a piece of HERstory…

Danielle: How are you today?
Aaleyah: I’m great, how are you?

I’m doing good, trying to make some lemonade.
Lemonade or tea (laughs)?

Hmm… tea because you know it cures it all, and add some lemon.
(Laughs) I’ll just channel Beyoncé and make some lemonade in my life.

(Laughs) You’ve been doing a great job at it.
Thank you! I really appreciate that.

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Sex, Purity, and Christianity

FullSizeRender Is there an age when it’s understood that you can no longer wait? What should we do with ourselves when we get horny? (Yes, virgins, or the holiest people get horny too). Is the emphasis on sex too much? Why do people want to give virgins a medal, but no one is giving a medal to someone who isn’t a glutton? According to the bible, these are both sins. Is it because of the possible soul ties created during sex?  In the bible days, waiting was easier because they got married almost after the girls started their menstruation. Today, the average age of marriage is 27 for women, and 29 for men.
These are some questions that have been heavy on my mind lately. I don’t have the answers to them, but some of my fav gals have so generously shared a large part of their journey. The answers I am sharing are from young ladies, so again, I don’t know about older single women, say age 30+, but God help us all! I was really blessed by their responses, and so thankful that I have a rich poll of loved ones.

Grace: Engaged, getting married @23.
Me: I’m sure this is a private for you and bae, but as a Christian dating, how possible is it to remain pure? How far becomes too far? How do you draw the line on your passion? I’m struggling with this, and I’m not even committed to one person, yet… so I’m just really curious. Can this be achieved?
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For The Love of Me

You need love

You want love

You deserve love

It’s the time of the year again

Where the raindrops scream cuddle me

And the grocery stores get red

With expectations that the lover and the loved will fill the aisles

People give gifts

People receive gifts

People show love

People receive love

If you’re in love, bask in it

Forget the fights

Enjoy the thrills
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My Purpose. My Inner Diva. My Phenomenal Life.

Oreofe Talks

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The journey to identifying one’s purpose is probably one of the most important, tedious, and most rewarding trips you’ll ever embark on. I’m a strong believer that we’re all born with great talents and gifts unique each individual. There are some things we do with absolutely no struggle, and genuinely enjoy doing, while others suffer and struggle to do them. If you haven’t properly identified your purpose at 9, 12, 20, 50, or 60, please take that trip. There’s no age as to when exactly you have to know what your purpose is, but whenever you do, you’ll see that your life becomes richer, and you’re satisfied!

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Misery Surely Loves Company!



It was a lovely Saturday afternoon on a summer vacation in the late 90’s… Lol, it feels good that I can say that! We were in Lagos on our annual holiday. My uncle took my cousins, sister and me to Ikoyi Club. We joined my cousin when she went in for a swim! I mean, who actually needs to know how to swim, right? The pool was packed! My cousin was a rather good swimmer. She swam off to the deep end, flapping her wings and enjoying herself! My sister, Ore and I, thought, ‘hmm, why get squashed with all these other kids? If our cousin could swim, we could too!’ With no inhibition, Ore and I flapped, kicked, paddled, and at the very least, swam our way to the ‘freer side’ AKA deep end!

When we got there, we noticed that our feet were no longer touching the ground! AH (insert Nigerian screams)!! In the midst of all the excitement, no one seemed to have seen two little girls struggling! When Ore would manage to stick her head out to scream out for our cousin, or the life guard, I would drag her down! In my mind, I thought, ‘if I go down, baby girl, you’re coming with me!’ lol! Oh the selfishness!

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