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Hustle & Grind

Look at procrastination. When I wanted to write this post I was sitting on 11 000 followers. Anyway, two thousand followers later and I am still in the same position that I was then. People imagine that having many followers online is a thing. Apparently, it...

  I'm so excited and scared at the same time.   What is a vlog? A vlog simply put is video blogging.   How did the idea to vlog come about? I attended the #WomenCreativeWednesday when the award winning lifestyle blogger Ameera Mimi was the special guest. She told us to be...

We are four months into the year. How’s it going for you? How many resolutions have you stuck to? How much have you achieved? If you could base the rest of the year on your first quarter how’s it looking? I’m proud to say that I have made so...

Writing excites the living daylights out of me and I don’t usually use my gifts for personal, monetary gain but gotta get this money where its at. Freelance writing has been a source of income for me and yes it has its advantages but what...

Getting me to accept your friend request takes a scientific process that closely resembles applying for an American visa. I used to just accept everybody for the sake of numbers and deluded by the assumption that if they sought me its for a good reason....

An Aida Marie underwear model advert landed in one of my Whatsapp groups and I had seen it before when I was in Bulawayo and I didn’t apply. But then, here it was again. Is this a sign? My friend and I then decided to toy...

HAPPY NEW YEAR Everybody! It’s a little late but what the heck. Let’s get right into it. Every year I set blogging goals and usually I keep them a secret because I don’t want to be held accountable to my readers but hey, new year, new things. So,...

The baseline of the music pulsates through her body as she does her dance moves that resemble a mating ritual. She leans back onto his chest and whispers something to him. He leads her away down a dark corridor towards a crowded bar. She staggers onto her chair...