Coconut Cupcake Crazy!

Last weekend saw the last Bank Holiday Weekend of the year till Christmastime. Allow that to sink in, won’t you? That’s it, basically. Unless you have some allocated holiday time still unused, all you traditionally employed people are looking at about 14 weeks of non-stop work, save the occasional cheeky duvet day most of us score sometime mid-October. Depressing, innit?

Well never fear, for I have just the ticket to get you out of the dumps! On Saturday, jealous of all the baking activity going on in my Twitter feed, I put out a call for a recipe for coconut cupcakes. In my recent house move, I have become one of those people who browses homeware stores, looking for crap to buy. Last week, I bought silicone cupcake moulds, and my destiny was clear. Thankfully, my friend A responded to my recipe-call in typical awesome fashion. Below is her amazing(ly hilarious) recipe for amazing coconut cupcakes, copied out pretty much verbatim from her email to me. I’ve not put in an ingredients list, but simply bolded up what you need and quantities. I’ve never baked this well in my life. Seriously, I promise you’ll lick the screen when you see the photos.

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The Friday Pretty: Vintage

I’ve always wondered: at what point in time does ’second hand’ become ‘vintage’? All the clothes that were referred to as second hand when I was child suddenly had a PR moment and became ‘vintage’. Even weirder, some brand new clothes are now also being tagged as vintage too. Eh? Truth be told though it really doesn’t matter, because while this week’s Friday Pretty is along the theme of Vintage Male Beauty™, the overarching all-encompassing reaction we’re looking for is ‘Phwoooooaaar’. Such as. Enough talk, let’s perv en masse.

The one, the only, the intensely hot Paul Newman:

The word you're casting about for is 'Cor'

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Why I Love… Ice Cream

I’ve mentioned previously that I’m not a classic sweet-tooth. I enjoy the presence of sugars – natural and not-so-natural – in certain foods. A little sugar in a tomato sauce, for example, or maybe in some Nigerian black beans. But I am not an ardent chocolate  biscuit fan. I take my tea with no more than half a sugar. But what I love, what I have always loved, no ifs, half portions or “go on then”s, is ice cream. I love the stuff.

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Judas in an R’n'B Club

Yesterday my Walkman – no iPods here, thank you very much - threw up a blast from the past – No Doubt’s excellent Just a Girl from their classic 1995 album Tragic Kingdom. On the track, Gwen Stefani sings: “This world is forcing me/To hold your hand… I’m just a girl, all pretty and petite/So don’t let me have any rights/ Oh! I’ve had it up to here!“ As statements of intent go, it’s hard to miss the raging feminism inherent in the lyric. Which is why What You Waiting For? off her solo album almost ten years later was so disappointing. It featured the charming lyric: Take a chance/You stupid ho. O RLY, Gwen?

This image is the only thing under 'The 90s' in all historical documents

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The Friday Pretty: The Blooms Of Youth

Bonjour, mon petit choux fleurs! I am still Internet-less, sadly, and as Zapp Brannigan once said, “the spirit is willing but the flesh is spongy and bruised…” BUT! I’ve gathered my spongy flesh along with all my available wits to bring you a nostalgia-tinged Friday Pretty this week. These are the televisual chaps we loved with all our acne-spotted, awkward-stanced adolescent hearts (and secretly still love now). Here, we honour the crushes of our youth, forever preserved in the amber of our minds. You can pay me in the currency of our youth – sleepovers, Chinese burns and the messy but ultimately character-buildng business of fancying the same guy. *Gasp* Let us begin.

My boyfriend, your boyfriend, Capeside’s bad boy, and now dating Helen of Troy, Pacey Witter/Joshua Jackson:

He even brought coffee. What a guy.

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Settling In

Apologies for the recent silence. As I explained last Friday, I moved house on Saturday. The following day I collapsed, exhausted, in between bouts of frantic floor scrubbing, intensive clothes folding and manic hoovering. On Sunday evening, delirious with tiredness, I had myself a little self-pitying cry. I ache from the tips of my hair to my little toes. I am in need of a vigorous sports massage by a large man with large, calloused hands. But I finally live in my flat. Whoop!

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The Friday Pretty: Funny Dudes Edition

I’m moving house way too early tomorrow morning, so the stress levels are now ferocious. Nothing looks packed and the idea of moving now seems to be one of my greatest follies. Even so, I could not let you be without a little dose of The Friday Pretty. This week’s theme is Funny Dudes. Just so we’re clear, these guys aren’t here to cure cancer (but how cool would it be if they could?). Their remit is to make you laugh, and then…other things. Enjoy, and Happy Friday!

Danny Bhoy, half-Indian, half-Scottish. All hot:

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Alone vs. Lonely

Next week, I shall be moving into my new flat. At the moment, I am caught up in the minutiae – packing everything six levels deep, with the top and most accessible layer made up of the things I’ll need immediately – socks, tea, clean pants, deodorant and my radio. But I know that when I move in it will be worth it. I’ll finally be living by myself, alone. Nothing will move unless I move it. Nobody will finish the milk unexpectedly. I will stack my newspaper supplements waist-high and no one will mind. I will dry my underwear on radiators with gay abandon. And it will be awesome.

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The Friday Pretty: Music Dudes Edition

Given the ovewhelming feedback following last week’s inaugural The Friday Pretty, it would have been remiss of me not to give the people what they want. And so, here we are. I’ve given the format some thought – clearly there will be hot dudes frolicking on your screen every Friday, but being a kinda logical sort, I’ve decided that each week will explore a theme beyond ‘pants-melting’. Which leads us neatly to this week’s theme – Music And The Dudes Who Make It. Enjoy!

Mr Justin Timberlake, because my 15-year-old self would never forgive me otherwise:

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Black Fridays: We’re Still Using ‘Jungle Fever’? Really?

It’s Friday, I’m Black – it’s Black Friday! First things first – sincere apologies for the brevity of this post, but I am in the process of moving house. My mind seems to have been packed with the rest of my belongings – I have a feeling it’s nestling somewhere between the DVDs and books… But back to this week’s issue. Browsing Stylist magazine the other day, I happened upon a £150 Whistles dress on Page 7. It was described thusly:

JUNGLE FEVER | Whistles’ animal-print dress: the chic way to wear safari to work

Sigh. Are we still on this?

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What a Difference A Year Makes

This time last year, I was in Nigeria, coming down from the high of my high school reunion and gently simmering in the sub-Saharan heat. Today, I am in north London; the weather’s hardly blazing and the most exciting thing on my social calendar is a visit to my threader’s at the weekend. My blog, then only a few months old, is going strong with a new domain name, an ever-expanding readership – almost 60,000 hits and counting – and a Black Weblog Awards nomination.

I am about to move house – a big scary step for me, as I graduate into living by myself for the first time in my life. In addition to all of these things, I am almost always stressed, have developed a nasty insomniac habit, and could do with a few more pounds and pennies in the bank. But even as things are confused, harried and almost too much to deal with, I find myself at peace. I can’t explain it, but my mind is the calmest thing at the moment.

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I’m A Finalist, Baby!

You remember how I asked you all very nicely to nominate my blog at the Black Weblog Awards? Well, yesterday afternoon I received a message via Vex In The City that this here blog had made it to the Finalist stage! That’s right, Yoruba Girl Dancing has been nominated at the Black Weblog Awards in the category of Best International Blog. Forgive the wanky Hollywood-esque line to follow, but this couldn’t have been done without you. THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!

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