“An African City” Season 2 Launches in Accra!

Oh hey dolls!

It’s Adjpants here, your Slayage and Fierceness Correspondent for West Africa *flips hair*

Let’s dive straight in! So if you’ve been following me for a while, you probably know about my obsession with Sex and the City. I loved the directness, the openness and the sheer ballsy courage of the show. It was the first time I had seen women on screen openly discussing all manner of bedroom debauchery.

So imagine my excitement when I found out that there was an African, nay, a GHANAIAN version of Sex and the City? I stumbled across “An African City” on YouTube a while back, and I was hooked within seconds. The first season of the web series followed five young Ghanaian women on their return home from the diaspora. During the series we see the returnees settling into life in Accra, navigating the (hilarious) sex and dating scene and gallivanting in incredible outfits. The show is groundbreaking in its openness, especially in an African setting where sometimes these topics are taboo. It was particularly thrilling for me because this was around the time I was considering moving back to Ghana. Watching their adventures was like a glimpse into a possible future. Sadly, my hotline doesn’t bling like theirs doe. But I digress.

I had the pleasure of meeting the show’s creator, Nicole Amarteifio, at a Blogging Ghana event last year and she was warm and delightful.


So guys imagine my delight when I heard that there was going to be a launch party in Accra for Season 2! I died. The launch paree (yes, I said paree) was held as part of “SheHive Accra,” a women’s entrepreneurship conference brought to you by the incredible She Leads Africa organisation. SLA inspires young African women to shatter glass ceilings, be their best selves, and rewrite the rules on success. Talk about your sheroes.


Anyhoo! Of course your girl was able to get her hot little hands on an exclusive ticket *insert flamenco dancing emoji* On Thursday night, I joined Accra’s glitterati to celebrate the launch of Season 2 with the exclusive screening of a never-before-seen episode.


Red carpet hugsies with awesome celeb blogger Ameyaw Debrah


The stunning venue: One Airport Square, Accra

It. Was. Lit. LAWD! We were actually shown an episode from halfway through the season, and it became clear that the ante had been upped. Production quality has improved, outfits are even more gorgeous… and… girl. The sexytime has increased to the tenth power. Neither I nor the auntie seated in front of me were quite ready. I wish I had brought pearls to clutch! I guess the only teensy thing I would say is that I’m hoping for a lot more depth and character development in Season 2. The show’s concept is gold and I can’t wait to see more.

Next up was a chat with the panel- the creator Nicole Amarteifio, actress Maame Adjei (possibly one of the nicest people I have ever met), and writer Esther Arma. They talked us through some of the decisions they had made with the show’s direction, including the fact that Season 2 will be sold on a new channel (as opposed to streamed on YouTube). We finished up with some Q&A.


Blurry but still amazing fangirl moment with “An African City” actress Maame Adjei

I was seated next to my blogger bae Kiki of Ayiba Magazine fame, and she asked Nicole about the decision to show more #surfboardt action on screen in Season 2. Nicole responded my saying that so many people complained that there was too much sex in Season 1, so she had decided to serve up more in Season 2! WELP!

And then the evening was over and we had time to mingle and sample some of the fabulous champagne cocktails being whipped up by the lovely people from Moet & Chandon. Each of the cocktails was named after the characters in the show. You know I headed straight for a Berry Sade (Sade is the “Samantha of Am African City and my fave). It was a gorgeous end to a fun evening.


Season 2 launches on the new channel, An African City at midday today! Y’all better run home after church! Tell Sister Beulah from the Usher Board you don’t have time to stay behind and discuss the Easter bake sale.

Until next time my darlings!







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Weekly Nailgasm: Ombre Tribal

Hey boos!

It’s been a while since my last nail art post, so I wanted to kick off my Weekly Nailgasm series again! What better way to sashay back to nail art glory than with this chic ombre tribal print?


Better GIT IT. I love ombre so much, whether it’s on hair, fabric, or nails. Speak not to me of trends! I don’t know whether ombre is still “in” or not, and I don’t care. I adore it and I intend to wear a disrespectful 34-inch ombre Mongolian weave to my 70th birthday paree. You’re all invited.

Ok! So for ombre nails I like to select three complementary colours. It’s super easy- I just paint each third of the nail a different colour, working fast so none of the colours dry before the next one goes on. This makes it easier to muddle the colours a bit at the transition line.

I always start with a good base coat- my fave is Sally Hansen’s Double Duty. For this design I used the following three colours:

“Beach Bum Blu” by Essie
“How do You Lilac It?” by Rimmel
“Shorts Story” by OPI

Once the base was dry, I used a black nail art pen to create thick graphic lines. All you need for this step is a steady hand and your imagination (wine helps, too). I let the lines dry and then I added some highlights with a white nail art pen and “Golden Nuggets” glitter by Essie.

Let the whole shebang dry and then finish with a good quality top coat- my favourite is Seche Vite Dry Fast Top Coat. And there you have it!

I loved this design so much that it inspired me to create this cute painting. That’s right. I’m my own muse, bish. YAAAASS for matching your nail art to your wall art!


Hope you liked it, dolls! Look out for more Weekly Nailgasms coming soon. Hugsies.


Hot Child in The City: New York!

My beloveds! So… you may remember how I went on a life-changing, mind-blowing trip last summer with my sidekick Rosie of A Red Lip and a Nude Shoe fame. It was a whirlwind holiday, where we touched down in four epic cities in under two weeks! I had a blast writing up the first installment- the magical New Orleans, Louisiana.

So um yeah this post is approximately 1,000 years late. See what had HAPPENED was… Don’t blame me- have you never heard of African time? S’not my fault. Genes innit?

Anyhoo let’s pick up where we left off. Rosie, Our Tez (my other Aussie darling) and Mama Karen (my favourite Southern belle, writer of the lush blog KP Says) packed up our bits and departed New Orleans in a puff of glitter and scented smoke. A few hours later as we made our descent into JFK, I could barely breathe from excitement.


Let’s be real- is there anything more glamorous and exciting than New York? NO! I had my face smooshed up against the airplane window, trying to get a glimpse. We landed, jumped in a cab and started meandering through the streets. My excitement reached fever pitch when I started seeing the street signs!


I have wanted to see New York City since I was a munchkin running around in afro puffs, and I just couldn’t believe it was finally happening. The way it felt to see those street signs flash by… that feeling of “OH MY GOD I AM HERE!” I won’t forget it as long as I live.

When the cab pulled up outside our hotel, I was like O_O

Lemme tell you a little something about my pal Rosie; she is a fiend when it comes to organising fabulous things. This minx had only gone and booked us into the effing Marriott Hotel in effing Times Square! After a screaming group hug and general ratchet displays of glee, we checked into our room, opened the curtains and BAM.


The view was… Out. Of. Control. See Roger Federer saying “Hey boo, welcome to New York”? And soon the day got even better- Karen’s hubby Joey arrived to meet us. I adored him on sight, just like I had done with KP. They are now officially my favourite couple. Poor Joey’s luggage had been delayed. If that had happened to me I’d be throwing beds out of windows and flipping tables, but he was calm and cheerful because he’s a LEGEND!

And then it was time to hit the streets. Guys, it was unbelievable.


 The rest of the night passed in a blur of fun and excitement, as we headed to dinner with Joey and KP’s friend Oliver. We went to a glorious restaurant called Hearth, where the food was so amazing that we forgot to take any pictures. After days of eating deep-fried-everything in the South, the fresh seasonal cuisine was exactly what we needed. And the place was uber-FANCY! Whenever any of us popped to the bathroom, the others started playing a game where we counted the seconds before a waiter discreetly swooped in and folded their napkin into a perfect square, simultaneously filling their water glass. I believe we got to a record of about 15 seconds. Perfection.

The next morning Rosie, Tez and I trotted out to explore. Everything was so big and bright, I loved it!


We made our way through the hot-as-all-hell streets to the Empire State Building. We were so lucky- almost no queue to be seen! Huzzah! We made our way to the 86th Floor to take in the sights. I pushed open the door, stood there for a second, and promptly burst into tears. There are no words…




Even when you’ve seen it a thousand times in movies, NOTHING compares to the real thing. We took approximately 4080 photos of the stunning view and then moved on to serving some high-altitude fierce. Yes, hunty.



From there we made our way down to Perry Street, to Carrie Bradshaw’s apartment! Anyone that knows me is aware that I am a true Sex and The City fiend. Chile I have been wearing this nameplate necklace and calling myself the Black Carrie Bradshaw for years now, so to say this was a dream come true is an understatement! We rounded a corner and there it was… Carrie’s apartment!

It was amazing- such a quiet, leafy little street. I was thrilled to be standing in front of that iconic wooden door, and those famous steps.


After flinging our hair back and forth and taking a thousand photos (“I get to be Samantha, no get to be Samantha dammit”), we were ready to head out. We had such a fabulous time that we ended up going back the next day for Round 2 ha!

Next, we hailed ourselves a cab and sped down to Battery Park. We waved at the Statue of Liberty and engaged in more foolishness before speeding off again in the blazing heat to meet KP and Joey for a drink!


Next stop was the gorgeous Tavern on the Green in Central Park. It was a gloriously hot afternoon, and as we sat there sipping champagne and perving at boys, I remember being blissfully happy.


We then jumped on the subway to our next location. Is it lame that I was uber excited to take my first subway ride? After a ride in the HOTTEST carriage ever we stepped out, flustered, moist (I said it, yes) and in desperate need of refreshment.


We decided to have lunch at yet another iconic venue- Monk’s Diner from Seinfeld *cue screams* It’s actually called Tom’s Restaurant, and it’s a traditional Greek-American diner. The menu was OUT OF CONTROL you guys- delicious homestyle cooking and OMG so cheap! Stuffed clam shells, chicken parmigiana, corned beef hash, steaks, salads, huge sandwiches… and cheese fries. Can we just sit down for a sec, real quick, so you can tell me why you’ve been keeping cheese fries from me? Why?! I opted for buffalo wings with blue cheese dressing, and a sardine salad. It was like a party in my effing mouth.



Full to bursting, we slowly crawled back to the hotel, taking in some of the incredible architecture. So help me Lawd, you guys give good building out there in NYC! I was enchanted.


 After we’d recovered from eating All of The Lunch, we spruced ourselves up, re-applied our lipstick (even Joey) and were whisked up to The View, on the 48th floor of The Marriott Hotel. This revolving bar and restaurant has the most incredible views of New York City. We sipped cocktails and gazed out over the bright lights of the city, feeling very much like the glitterati. From there we sashayed over to Haven, a hot rooftop bar, for more cocktails and gallivanting.


The next day we headed to the 9/11 Memorial. It’s hard to explain the mix of emotions you go through, on seeing the memorial itself. It’s made up of two huge man-made waterfalls, marking the spots where the Twin Towers once stood. On the panels surrounding each memorial are the names of the thousands who lost their lives on that awful day. Some people were taking selfies and running around carrying on (CRETINS), but we stood quietly and took it all in. We saw some photographs tucked into the railings, and what truly broke my heart was the single white rose someone had laid next to one of the names. All of those names belonged to someone who was loved and cherished, and it was shocking to see the sheer number of them. Standing there, I tried to imagine what it would have been like to be a New Yorker on that day.

The museum itself was truly incredible. I hadn’t known what to expect, but my mind was definitely blown. The museum holds heart-wrenching artifacts like voice messages left by people trapped in the burning towers, as well as recovered wreckage from the planes that crashed. There were also hundreds of photographs and interactive displays showing the events of September 11th. The museum was a deeply emotional and educational experience, and I highly recommend it.

 By this point we were all a bit emotionally drained, and in need of cheering up. We decided to go in search of yet another iconic SATC landmark- the Magnolia Bakery! This teeny bakery was obviously made famous by the show, and it was absolutely packed! I shrieked when I caught sight of the framed SATC photo in the window. We oohed and aahed over the cakes and I was so excited to be standing somewhere Carrie and Miranda once did. Remember the scene where they’re sitting on a bench, chatting about Carrie’s new crush, Aidan (he of the luxurious hair, broad shoulders and turquoise rings)? After a little cupcake and the STRONGEST iced coffee known to man, we were off again.





Later that afternoon, we had a wander down to gawp at the gorgeous Metropolitan Museum of Art. It’s such a stunning building! We thought we might treat ourselves to a drink at the famous rooftop bar, but when we were told it cost 25 big ones just to get up there, we were like “Um WHUT?” I mean, did they not know who we were? *hair flip* We decided to just take in the scenery instead, and then swanned off to sip dranks elsewhere.


Before we knew it, the sun had set on our last day in New York City. We had one last incredible dinner at an Italian restaurant called Pappardella. With our bellies full of good wine and sumptuous pasta, we drank a toast to the city. I feel like it’s one of those places you can never quite get enough of. A dizzying mix of bright lights, beautiful buildings, and once-in-a-lifetime experiences. I was heartbroken to leave.

*types, deep in thought, sipping a Cosmopolitan and adjusting a Manolo Blahnik* Sitting there, I couldn’t help but wonder: Would I ever get to come back? Until then… we’ll always have New York.

Look out for the next installation of our USA trip, coming soon (I promise). Next stop, VEGAS BABY!


OOTD: The Lazy Sunday


Sweethearts! Hi there. Just thought I’d share one of my favourite casual outfits. A couple of weeks back, a friend and I decided to treat ourselves to a day of lavish leisure (YES, hunty). We went to an incredible Pop Art exhibition at the Saatchi Gallery, and then lunched it up like bosses. This is what I wore.

Faux leather jacké (a jacké is like a jacket but FANCY): I picked up this hot little item from Primark a couple of months ago. I love it cos it’s super soft and pliable (I don’t like those stiff leather jackets where you’re serving serious shoulders). Can’t remember how much it was exactly, but like I always say, it was Primark so… they probably paid me to take it ha!

Leopard print scarf: Ooh I think I found this while combing through the bargain bin at a charity shop. This glorious scarf was £2.50.

Grey long-sleeved tee: One of my best-loved staples from Cotton On Australia. Forgotten how much exactly but it was definitely cheap as chips.

Tribal-print leggings: I effing LOVE these leggings! I got these from Forever 21+ in Vegas last summer. Those folks at F21 did not come to play childish games- their plus size range was absolutely gorgeous. Fierce, feisty fashion for those of us serving a bit more BAWDY. I don’t remember how much these were, because I just threw my credit card at the counter and lost my mind.

Boots: Ooh chile. I got these brown booties from Primark last autumn, and lemme tell you, they have really stood the test of time! They cost £12 and they are the most comfortable and cute boots I own. Even though these things have been through struggle, devastation and all sorts of hellish weather, they’re still holding up. I actually like them even more now they’re all beat-up.

Handbag: I got this adorable tan handbag last summer at H&M. I want to say it was £35? LOLz! Why am I so bad at recalling prices? Is this why I have no money?

And there you have it! What’s your favourite play-date/casual outfit?


Winter Warmers: Ice Bar London

Darlings. I don’t know what to tell you. It appears that I’m obsessed with winter and all winter-related activities. I blame the fact that I grew up in the tropics! Even after all these years, there’s still an element of novelty. Of course, I also blame Disney’s Frozen. I know I wasn’t the only one screaming out “YAAAAASS” during Princess Elsa’s fierce, icy transformation…

So after months of belting out “HERE I STAAAAAND… AND HERE I STAY” at every opportunity, you can imagine my excitement at hearing about Ice Bar London. I checked out the spiel on their website: “a cold sensory experience where the walls, bar, tables and even your own personal glass are made from crystal clear Torne River ice which is harvested from the pristine winter wonderland of Jukkasjarvi in Northern Sweden.” Well, spank my tush and call me Sally! Just the other day I was saying how I needed more Jukkasjarvi in my life.

So without further delay, my gal pal Miss Fufu and I trotted down to see what all the fuss was about.

Upon arrival, a nice young man in a sharp suit checked our tickets and whisked us into an orderly queue. Another nice young man handed us a cocktail menu (your first cocktail is included in the entry price YAY). When we got to the head of the queue, yet another nice young man expertly threw a fur-lined cape over our clothes.

So guys, this is when I lost all my behaviour and home training. Those capes are EVERYTHING! I felt like Ivana Trump boarding a private jet, dahling. We sashayed into the Ice Bar, and I was enchanted.




It was absolutely stunning. Like being inside a glacier, with absolutely everything carved out of ice. The lighting was gorgeous too- pulsating blues, purples and greens. We immediately headed over to the ice truck that serves as the bar, and hopped into the front to survey the area.

There were small tables to lean on, corner booths… all made of ice. We were particularly taken by our cocktail glasses!



I loved that the fierce cape came with gloves attached. No frostbite. There were also some incredible ice sculptures, including a giant cupcake. I was dying to lick it, but I knew Miss Fufu would leave me stuck there. There was also a huge hollow pineapple that you could stand in. Good clean fun.





So your ticket gets you a 40 minute session in the Ice Bar. You sip your cocktail, enjoy the funky music, and then either head over to the in-house restaurant or step out to continue your evening! The vibe in there was nice and buzzy but not too overcrowded. What I loved most was the pure, childlike joy you saw in all the faces. Even the investment bankers (I saw you guys).

I think this would be a great little pre-dinner activity with friends, or even a unique icebreaker (you see what I did there) on a first date. Just think of the snuggling opportunities!

So bottoms up, sweethearts! Do you wanna build a snowman? Or nah?



Monday to Thursday 3.30pm – 10.15pm, Friday 2.45pm – 11.45pm, Saturday 11.45am – 12.30am, Sunday 2pm – 10.15pm. Exclusive champagne sessions available Friday and Saturday 7.15pm.

Where: 31-33 Heddon Street, London, W1B 4BN. Nearest Tubes: Oxford Circus or Piccadilly Circus

How much: Standard Tickets £13 – £16, depending on day of the week. Upgraded Tickets £17 – £20. Champagne session Tickets £24 (treat yo’self).

Weekly Nailgasm- Great Gatsby Inspired


Full disclosure: I only read The Great Gatsby for the first time last year. You know how sometimes you’re in a strange frame of mind and you lose interest in a book within minutes? Write it off, put it down? And then you come back to it months later and BAM! You’re in love.

This is how it was with The Great Gatsby and I. On the second try, I was enchanted, hooked, gagging on the sheer ELEGANZA of it all. The glitz, the glamour, the wild jazz and the painfully beautiful tale of a doomed love affair.

*sighs wistfully while staring out of window*

So yah I created this nail art look inspired by Gatsby art deco fashion. Think flapper chic; deep moody colours, gilded with delicate lines of gold.

Serve with a Prohibition mint julep, old sport!

Love, Adjpants

Nailed it!

There’s one thing you should know about me. I don’t play when it comes to my nails- they must be “did” at all times.

Back in the day, my mum had to ban me from using her nail polish. I was enchanted by the plethora of choices that were (literally) at my fingertips. and couldn’t resist changing colours several times a day.

As time went on, I progressed to funking thangs up a bit. First it was painting each nail a different colour, then adding glitter, and YES I was the first girl in my class to pierce her nails with an earring (again, the earring belonged to my long-suffering mum). Girl, I thought I was IT!

I then progressed to painting patterns on my nails with trimmed paintbrushes. Creating gradients. Adding gems. People would stare at my blinged-out, multicoloured talons and be like “um… really?”

Fast forward to modern times and suddenly nail art is the very epitome of hip! Huzzah!

I love trying out new nail art on my friends- they are my muses and guinea pigs. Get your chops round some of my faves:

Mondrian- inspired with strawberry feature nail 


Repping my city- flying the flag for Ghana Independence Day


Baby pink tribal


Vintage-style baby blue floral


Dark green and gold art-deco, Gatsby inspired


Anyone else obsessed? Hit me up in the comments.

Love, Adjpants