It's me again

Hey there. Wanna be friends?

I don’t know what kind of ‘I’m mysterious, I don’t give shit, obi wan (note: I’ve never watched Star Wars)’ vibes I was trying to give off in the previous post but whatever it was, it is definitely gone now.
I was trying to not scare anyone away with a long ass epistle but I noticed I kind of did a ridiculously vague summary instead (especially the part about myself).
So, here’s a detailed intro. I hope you don’t die of boredom before reaching the end.
This blog (like I said earlier) is a
Fashion blog/style diary
Art blog
Music blog
Writing blog
Thought journal
Review blog
Personal e-diary
And everything else in between.
The niche is basically all of this because I’m the kind of person who likes to dabble into everything.
I love everything I listed above and anything that has to do with art and I have a lot of trouble focusing on one thing. I’m constantly having new ideas pop up in my brain and I immediately start working on them, without ever thinking.
That’s why I named this blog ‘impulsive creative’. Fitting name, isn’t it?
Anyway, let me tell you a bit about my style and the kind of fashion stuff you’ll see on this blog.
I live in Nigeria in a considerably strict family. I’m also a Yoruba girl. Here in my culture, it is deemed irresponsible, wayward and just downright slutty to wear anything that shows even the littlest of your thighs or your back or clavicle-area. Any girl seen in shorts here is marked as ‘slutty’ and ‘a whore’. Even wearing jeans that are ripped at the knees is a symbol of ‘a girl from a family where her parents didn’t train right’.
The one thing my mother will NOT allow (even if she was blind) is let me wear anything ‘short’ or anything that reveals ‘unnecessary skin’, according to her. Of course, it sucks when I see pictures of other girls wearing outfits with cool cutouts like an opening in the back and my mum goes “what is this? Why doesn’t she just go stark naked instead?” but I guess you could say I’m already used to it. I’m 17. If I wasn’t used to it by now, I’d have run away from home or killed myself out of frustration eons ago.
Of course, there are sometimes when i'm able to get away with the tiniest of things. Like an off-the-shoulder top or a dress that's above my knees. But never a crop top. Never ever a crop top.
Examples of outfits that are prohibited from my life;
Source of pictures: Facebook - Fashion Everyday

This is the equivalent of punching my mum in the face.

I can literally hear my mum saying "bring that rag you call a pair of jeans. Let me use it to clean the floor"

This is the equivalent of slapping my mum in the face.

This is the equivalent of punching and slapping my mum in the face.

Just shoot me before my mother sees me. Please.

This outfit is the end of my existence

Oh, you're leaping? Well, if I were to show up in front of my mother wearing this, I wouldn't have legs anymore.

The kind of outfits I’m allowed to wear;
Source: Facebook - Fashion Everyday

Anyway, instead of sulking about my dilemma about how narrow minded my mum and the society actually is about clothes (I swear, I’m going to write an article on it), I’ve accepted it. And I’ve found a way to make it work. Truthfully, wearing shorts should not determine that a girl is a prostitute and be shunned, but at the same time, it shouldn’t be a ‘I wear it or I perish’ affair either. Cool outfits do not necessarily have to show skin. Period.
I mean, just look at Indian and Arabian women!
Source: Google

They practically wrap themselves in yards of fabric but still manage to make it look trendy.
I can still look bomb as fuck while succumbing to society’s nonsense. So basically, my style and the style you’re going to see lots of on this blog is the ‘cool and covered’ style.
Also, I did an internship last year and I learned how to make adire, our local tie and dye fabric, batik, aso oke and the like. I'm always looking for ways to incorporate those traditional fabrics into modern outfits because I feel like the current Nigerian teen has lost touch with it's culture and has learned to rely more on the western way of dressing.
Here are outfits where aso oke is used in modern ways. This is kind of like the concept I have in mind.
Source : my aunt's phone

I'm also really weird. So my casual outfits are equally weird.
Example :
Source: Bish, that's meeee

Now on to music.
Like I said I just LOVE music. I breathe music. If there was no music in my life… I don’t think I’d even exist. I started making my own songs when I was about seven or eight. Because, for some reason, I never really fitted in with the other kids and I was depressed as fuck! My childhood wasn’t all play and fun. It had a lot of really depressing events that left me very bitter. In order not to totally lose my shit, I made up songs about how I was feeling. Some stuck and I still find myself humming them now while others were forgotten.
Currently, i write a lot of songs. I Plan on recording them and posting them online (YouTube) but I dream of going further than that. I‘ve been dreaming of getting my song uploaded on Spotify for the longest time. I don’t know, i guess there’s just something that thrills me about the idea of having people stream my songs from there.
Now, let’s move on to art.
Art. Where would i be without art? Art is literally the thing that has given me an identity all my llfe. All through primary and secondary school, people knew me because i was “that girl that can draw very well”. Art is my llfe. Period. I draw a lot on a wide range of things. I don’t have a specific style or theme but I know for sure that it’s definitely not realism. I’ve been practicing but I’ve not reached the level of ‘look exactly like the person I’m drawing’ so I guess you could say surrealism. Yeah, they don’t look 100% real so surrealism is the word.
These are pictures from when I was going through a phase on instagram where I only posted my pictures of my drawings and never pictures of me.

This was actually supposed to be Selena Gomez 💔

Dove Cameron as Mal from Descendants 💜

As you can probably tell, I have a thing for drawing females. I don’t know, I just feel like women are so beautiful to draw. There’s always something unique and enchanting about each and every woman so I tend to draw them a lot, especially their facial features.
Then, I like animated drawings.

I am in love with drawing anime characters. Like seriousy, I cannot get enough of anime or manga. I. just. Love. Them. And I draw them every single time I get the opportunity. I also like cartooning and such. In fact, i'm working on comic strips that I plan on posting here regularly. I will fill you in on the details about it later.
I also tend to incorporate my fashion and art aspects and I make fashion illustrations, sometimes digital, sometimes on paper.

I do a lot of writing. You can tell from how long this blog post is becoming. I write poetry, I write stories. I write scripts, I write blog posts (lol). I’m currently working on the second book of a series but I haven’t published the first book yet.
Here is a poem I wrote during my ‘don’t show my my face on social media’ phase. It looked cool then but later, it became very cringey so it never made its way to my instagram timeline.

I may just be 17 but boy, do I have a lot of experiences! I want to share them here. I want others to learn from my mistakes. It saves the world a lot of trouble.

This all seems like quite a lot for one blog and one girl. Let’s just hope I’m not too overwhelmed and stop midway. Honestly, I don't think I would quit anyway as this blog is the only thing that's keeping me from having a full on mental breakdown.
The thing is, after 3 years of trying (I mentioned this in the previous post) I still haven't been able to get admission into college. Normally, I'd ball my eyes out but this year.... I don't know, I guess you could say I feel numb. It's disappointing but it doesn't really hurt. I know for sure that I can't waste my time sulking around the house. I want to do something meaningful with myself and with my life.

So yeah. This blog's gonna stay.
Oh, and i don't think one picture of me (like I uploaded on the last post) is enough. So here are photos of your girl.
BTW, did I mention that I have a thing for photography too?