Friday, 14 August 2015

THE CALL...

waiting on a call

Okay so yesterday I got so busy that I wasn’t able to have my regular chitchat with you mes amis but that doesn’t stop me from giving you all the juicy details about how it all went. Well, the organization I work for is shooting a documentary so they opted for me to be their interviewer during this docuseries and I happily obliged. So in order to look like a ‘media girl’ (that’s the word my boss used), I had to dress in all denim
(pants of course cos I hear they flatter my physique) and to compliment my look, I went for my newly acquired wedge sneakers. I can proudly say I looked ‘crushing’ (crushing has a more desirable effect than smashing; lol). 
As I sashayed into the office premises, my HRM’s jaw dropped and I knew I killed my look because you know us women now, we hardly give each other compliments so I wasn’t even expecting one from her. Her look told it all. Even my female colleague, with whom I share an office, had to ask if I changed my foundation and I told her no. The secret to my ‘crushing’ look yesterday was simple and it was a CALL I got the night before…

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