And The Oscar Goes To…
And the Oscars Goes to Now although I'm at home in my pjs, laptop on my lap tapping away at my keyboard. I want you to imagine me in a designer number, I'm thinking something from the House of Deola Sagoe, because I love her use of aso oke. So now I'm setting the scene. I've strutted down the runway and managed not to trip in the impossible high heels I had to squeeze my feet into, I look out into a sea of faces and it's time to give THE speech... I knew this day was coming so I came prepared. I subtly remove the now sweaty piece of paper from my bra and pretend that there aren't millions of eyes watching. In a faltering voice and with snot threatening to disgrace my efforts at composure, I try to read the now soaked piece of paper, but I'm [...]