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… [...]
Tag Archives: Fashion
Black Fridays: We’re Still Using ‘Jungle Fever’? Really?
Why I Love… Glasses
To correct my shortsightedness, I got my first pair of glasses – a comically large aviator style – when I was 11 years old. They were hideous: tinted, too big for my face and wholly inappropriate for a child. I remember YorubaDad laughing when he first saw me in them. But credit to him, he did [...]
YGD Public Service Announcement: A Call For A Moratorium On The Term ‘Real Women‘
The first thing I saw on Twitter on Tuesday morning was a link to a post by Janet Street Porter. The pullquote read: “The fashion world refuses to make clothes to fit real women. Enough is enough.” OK, I thought, I can get behind this. Or I would’ve thought that, if not for the inclusion [...]
Unthinkable – Alicia Keys As Styled By Someone Who Likes Her
This song, Unthinkable, by Alicia Keys is giving me life right now. On an album filled with dreck, it stood out from the get go – soulful, with a classic ‘Slow Jam’ beat and keening vocals. Anyway, she finally dropped a video last night, which I slavishly played three times in a row. I kinda love [...]
YorubaGirl: Enabling Procrastination Since 1982
It’s no secret that I enjoy the internet in all its spread-eagled, tawdry splendour. It is also no secret that when given the choice to pick between a looming deadline and staring at thought-provoking, beautiful, amateur music videos on YouTube on the internet, I will pick HoverCat every damn time. I like to think my superhero [...]
The Great Cape Caper of Early 2010
Remember when I acquired a couple of capes at the recent Angels Costumiers sale? I’m so fashion-forward, sometimes, I astound myself. Look here and here, Stella McCartney wore one only a few weeks ago - capes are all the rage for A/W 2010. Yeah, I wore one to work recently. I felt like I was on America’s [...]
In Which YorubaGirl Flies With Angels
My sainted mother, YorubaMum, is a hardcore bargain hunter. You know what I mean; like John Lewis, she too has a slogan: Never knowingly overpaid. One of the recurring memories of my child- and teen-hood involves her returning from some sale somewhere and asking YorubaDad to “go on, guess how much it cost? Go on, guess!” Poor YorubaDad [...]
Why I Love… Dresses
Like many children of the 80s and 90s, I grew up in hardy denim and flannel, saving dresses (usually in too-warm velvet, rustly tafetta and itchy chiffon) for family weddings, birthdays, engagements, naming ceremonies, pretty much any gathering of more than 4 people… (ah, Nigerians!). So of course, I hated dresses, and all that they stood [...]
Black Fridays: Black It Up! But Not Too Much, Y'Hear?
The poem goes that Friday’s Child is loving and giving, and I don’t know about you, but I tend to follow the arbitrary rules laid out in childhood rhymes. In that vein, Happy Friday, kids! Welcome to yet another edition of Black Fridays, tagline: cos the week ain’t Black enough! The Black Gods (if you don’t know about [...]
Who likes short shorts?
If you’re in London, you’ve probably been enjoying the last few days of glorious sunshine. Suddenly, it feels like summer is on its way. Whenever I take a deep breath outdoors, I am rewarded with the heady, musky scent of fresh pollen, and the world seems lighter, brighter, and filled with endless possibilities. Did that [...]
Haute Couture – The YorubaGirl Way
“One should either be a work of art, or wear a work of art.” ~ Oscar Wilde Good Friday was spent mostly in the company of my sister A, who was having a dress made. The fabric is gorgeous – it’s ankara, with a diamond print on two shades of green. She asked for a [...]
Interview-wear: The Decision
You may recall that I will be attending an interview at the university tomorrow, for a place on their highly regarded Masters programme. And you may also remember that I had no idea what to wear. Well, worry ye not. For having spent an hour (OK, three) in front of my wardrobe and my mirror, [...]




