I am done supporting.

Why I have decided to never go to any kind of meet and greet, book signing or launch by my 9ja pipo.

I have always been a big supporter of Nigerian artists, authors, actors and musicians. Apart from Beyonce, I don’t know any other group of people I have supported more with my hard earned cash. Before you start correcting me, yes! Beyonce is a “group of people”, Beyonce and sons enterprises ltd. She is the only person that I see instantly that my money makes a difference in her life because as soon as I buy her concert ticket, she buys a house, if that isn’t the best return on capital you have seen I don’t know what is.

Back to my Naija people. So on this fateful day my friend tells me there was going to be a book launch by a Nigerian celebrity turned author in London. I didn’t even let her land when I found myself on event brite purchasing tickets for the launch. I was excited not because I was going to meet this person but because I wanted to support my OWN. I even rallied my troops and promoted this book launch like it was my own bestseller gracing the able pages of the Amazon website. When I invited a friend to the book launch and she just “couldn’t be bothered” to attend, I used these exact lines on her “but if it was JK Rowling launching a book you would run there abi?” that was how seriously I took it.

Fast forward a month later, the book launch was upon us and my friend and I set off on a cold Friday night, a good 10 miles and one hour later we found ourselves sitting at the venue in eager anticipation of the author to arrive. She arrived late but we were too busy eating and drinking and enjoying good company to notice. At 9pm, two hours after the show was meant to start, she graced us with her presence. It was a nice candid conversation and the night went well. Just before the actual book signing, everyone was mingling when the author came to my friend (a fellow celeb) whom I was standing with and gave her a hug and started chatting away. I was totally ignored, like I was a ghost with no business standing there in the first place. I was totally amazed by this because she stood right across from me and not even a smile to acknowledge my presence.  I stood there awkwardly for about 2 minutes then slowly walked away to get myself another drink. That was strike two after making us wait 2 hours for your arrival; you ignore your guests like we had nothing better to do on a Friday night.

I wasn’t annoyed by this, now I wanted to have my book signed and go home. So I stood in the queue and as I got the front, I went through few words I wanted to pass on to her, some really encouraging words to pass on my best wishes. Before I could say anything, she took my book and started signing it while simultaneously talking to one of her event coordinators. She handed me back the book with the most disingenuous smile known to man and she was reaching to the book of the person behind me like we were on a factory conveyor belt. STRIKE 3.

I was fed up at this point and just wanted to leave as soon as possible. All I kept thinking about was my warm bed and my son waiting for me at home. Showing support to a fellow woman, naija woman at that left a very sour taste in my mouth and the funny thing is I kept giving excuses for her poor taste until I couldn’t anymore. The more I told the story, the more I realised she had behaved in a way that was unacceptable. Till this day I never read that book. I had it by my bedside for weeks hoping to read a chapter at a time just before bed but every time I saw it, I remembered that night and consequently put the book on my bookshelf downstairs with the rest of my books. I decided from that moment on, I will not do it again. If you host a show, by all means I will purchase tickets, launch a book, I will show my support by buying your book,  but for me to leave the comfort of my house to come support you, meet and greet nonsense, hell no! I am done supporting.

I hope this hasn’t put you guys off though. That was my experience, yours will be better IJN Amen.

My outfit details below. me and my boo biscuit mean mugging lol.

Gold studded boots here or the flat alternative here

My camouflage jacket here

Ruffle jeans here

alternative jeans on sale here

Lets play the game "guess the celebrity" in the comments section. Please share below on social media. Until next time buttercups.
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6 Comments

  1. Cynthia odigie
    March 26, 2018 / 7:16 pm

    Toke Makinwa

  2. Bim
    March 26, 2018 / 7:34 pm

    I think it might be a certain someone with a T for tango first name and an M for mike Surname… who has a ‘self -designed’ Tote that this certain someone hardly ever carries .. which might be because the said Tote is not cool enough 🤔 and Chanel, Dior, Celine etc are preferred handbag options🤷🏽‍♀️ #sheissababygirl

  3. Adesuwa Aletor
    March 27, 2018 / 1:08 am

    I just like the fact that Jax appeared with you on this one. Go mom!

  4. Nitabrownsugah
    March 27, 2018 / 7:39 am

    All I see is your cute son! Never say never Alero. Don’t let one person change you from the sweet, loving, supportive person God has called you to be. One person is not everybody!

  5. Mamie
    March 27, 2018 / 1:20 pm

    Lolll …. don’t let the “one” person spoil road for other 🤗

  6. March 27, 2018 / 2:11 pm

    Sorry to hear about your ordeal..I’ve had similar experience with an elderly Nigerian Celeb and it left a bad taste in my mouth.As much as people say oh she’s nice this and that I just can’t get over the first time I met her and the reaction I got..People who claim to be public figures bloggers and all, owe it to those who support them to be nice irrespective of their mood just saying cos an excited fan,never forgets the first meet.

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