Connect with us


Adanna Elechi: Harmattan Vs. A Slay Queen



Harmattan aka uguru is usually the best season of my life. The cold has a way of soothing the pain of my Canadian visa denial because all cold na cold. The joy of wearing socks and constantly being under the duvet with or without PHCN makes Nigeria feel like dusty abroad. Also, the menace of mosquitoes is reduced as the dryness and strong winds break their nonsense wings.

This harmattan period, unlike previous ones, wasn’t fair to me at all. You can add it to the long list of my 2018 heartbreaks. I love harmattan so much that I am willing to make excuses for it. I was in Lagos for a long while so I missed the onset. I was still busy using AC, bathing with cold water and even going without moisturizing ignorant of what my mates in Enugu and Abuja were facing,

I left Lagos for Abuja first. As soon as I stepped out of the plane, I felt I was in another country. If I had known I was going to a dusty abroad, I would have prepared myself with jacket and nose mask. But I had thought the weather understood the term One Nigeria. I wore a chiffon blouse with jeans and the uguru started showing itself by charging up my blouse, making it stick to my body and creating those funny sounds. At this point, I just thanked God I didn’t wear the dress I wanted to wear because the wind would have helped me in wishing the people of Abuja a merry Christmas.

As the wind was blowing me like polythene, I was already making a mental note of how Enugu would be, especially my village Ukehe, also known as the headquarters of cold in Eastern Nigeria. If you doubt me, you have an invite next Christmas. Just that I won’t be there with you as I want to be in clean abroad by then. Canadian Embassy, please let us try and help each other this time. Na beg me dey beg!

Let us fast-forward to when I finally made it to Enugu and decided to form touch down to event lifestyle as an Eko Miami chic and proud Toke Makinwa student. I dressed up and followed my friend Chisom to her office end of year party. I ignored the cold and wore a sleeveless blouse. By the time I was done with the first course, I felt like I needed an ambulance. All that slay gone to waste and the singular act of slaying to the party without first consulting uguru and even appeasing the lands of Enugu had me receiving an injection on Christmas morning. Uguru 1 : 0 Adanna. To make matters worse, the beautiful up-do I had from Lagos turned to iron sponge abi a bird’s nest. My head ached so bad I contemplated shaving it off completely. Another loss for the slay queen. Uguru 2 : 0 Adanna.

On New Year’s day, I was already well and also managed the pain of making cornrows because I was a slay queen. Pain is a small thing for us, as I like to tell myself. The plan for the day was to go visit my cousin Omada at her new home. It was the first day of the year, so I had to look as peng as possible. I whipped out my false lashes I ordered all the way from the abroad and tried to fix it myself. This was the job of my makeup artist, but one of my new year resolutions was to be a 24/7/365 slayer. This meant wearing lashes everywhere, if possible to the toilet. After an hour of fighting with them, one eye turned out good, the other one looked like…let me not even talk about it, but we move.

I put on my long wig, wore a tight blouse, boot-cut jeans and high heels. Everything was discomforting me, but beauty is pain. The worst were the lashes. They were pinching me one kind but I kept reciting my favorite beauty mantra. I was slowly going blind but I was determined to wear them the whole day. After a while, it felt like it had eased off a little so I was happy. Immediately I stepped out of the car, all that joy disappeared as a heavy wind came and it felt like my dear lashes were going to fly away. Chineke! They were moving without control, not to mention my wig that almost flew off. I couldn’t run because of my heels. Uguru was about to not only win but disgrace me in front of my in-laws and their friends. I refused and walked slowly into the house, clutching my wig, shielding my eyes from the dust and watching my step before I tumbled.

I survived for a few hours, then thought about how much I loved life and looking at things. If I can’t see how will I gossip about some of you? I pulled them off and it went with half of my natural lashes. The pain plus the pain of my now scanty lashes was unimaginable. Uguru 3 : 0 Adanna.

As if it wasn’t enough, on the seventh, which was the first Sunday of the year, it gave me another blow. I had to be in church, at least to wash away my 2018 sins and douse myself in the Holy Spirit for 2019, before somebody turns into Mercedes Benz because ubochi di njo. Unfortunately for me, I woke up by 7:28 for a 7:30 AM mass. Lord my God! I had the shortest shower which technically wasn’t a shower, let us just call it ‘ka eme ju o okwu ndi a’, I came out and splattered moisturizer all over my body paying no mind to where it touched or didn’t. I did my usual fast and furious and got to church just in time for second reading. As soon as I came down from the car, something whispered in my ears, “Adanna, look at the back of your left leg.” I shouldn’t have because what I saw was too much to bear. From the sole of my foot to where my skirt stopped above my knee was as white as chalk. Just behind my leg, the front was good and my right leg was perfect. At this point, I had to give it up to uguru because it was a K.O plus jara. It is well, at least it didn’t take away the small sense I have.

Now the harmattan is gone without notice, and I miss it. The weather is now so hot and mosquitoes are back. Uguru come back, I am ready for you. I have braided my hair, bought sunglasses, and I have postponed my slay till further notice so no more lashes for now. Just come back, biko. 

Side note; guys, I have a novel coming out soon. It is called ‘The Cover.’ I will keep you posted on release dates and where it can be gotten. Please support your girl. Thank you and have a prosperous new year.


Photo Credit: Dreamstime

Adanna Elechi is an entrepreneur, writer, blogger and information enthusiast who believes in changing the world one post at a time. She is passionate about nutrition and wellness and blogs about it on Connect with her on all social platforms @adee_elechi


  1. Jay

    January 16, 2019 at 1:57 pm

    I have to say Adana, I absolutely love your write ups. I look forward to read them. You’re funny and witty. I wish you the very best and good luck with your Canadian visa application, lol.

    • Adanna

      January 17, 2019 at 11:12 am

      Thank you very much Jay. This comment means a lot to me. I am grateful ??

  2. Uceeee

    January 16, 2019 at 2:16 pm

    Lol, a very funny and interesting piece! Well done girl!!

    • Adanna

      January 17, 2019 at 11:06 am

      Thank you very much ??

  3. Mz Ib

    January 16, 2019 at 2:46 pm

    Nice read, I laugh all through. I’d definitely look out for your novel..more grease

    • Adanna

      January 17, 2019 at 11:06 am

      Yaaaay! Thank you

  4. Hotchick

    January 16, 2019 at 2:49 pm

    Hehe! This had me laughing out loud. I like your story because it is relatable, however, I think that it is slightly overworked. Something to consider for your next writeup.

    Let’s know when and where “The Cover,” is available for purchase.

    • Adanna

      January 17, 2019 at 11:06 am

      Thank you very much. I will definitely work on it. ??

  5. Smiles

    January 16, 2019 at 3:28 pm

    I smiled all through your lovely write up. 2019 forecast Adanna:5 uguru or maybe winter:0

    • Adanna

      January 17, 2019 at 11:05 am

      Amen ooo! From your lips to God’s ears. Thanks dear

  6. honeyposh

    January 16, 2019 at 3:30 pm

    i swear u are a clown, i have laughed and laughed and laughed. Please when is the book coming. i need to buy for myself and all my family members. Oh my goshhhh

    • Adanna

      January 17, 2019 at 11:04 am

      Yaaaaaaaaaay! I will definitely keep you posted. Means so much to me. Please hit me up on IG @adee_elechi

  7. Khloe

    January 16, 2019 at 3:39 pm

    I truly enjoyed reading this article. Very funny yet insightful. Can’t wait for your book to come out! You have a great sense of humor and it protrudes through your writing. Love it! Love it! Love it!

    • Adanna

      January 17, 2019 at 11:03 am

      Now you are going to make me cry. Thank you very much

  8. daphne_647

    January 16, 2019 at 4:38 pm

    This made me laugh.

    • Adanna

      January 17, 2019 at 11:03 am

      My job is done! Thank you ??

  9. Dumebi

    January 16, 2019 at 5:34 pm

    Adanna, you are hilarious!?

    I will definitely be reading The Cover.

    • Adanna

      January 17, 2019 at 11:03 am

      Means a lot to me. Thank you

  10. Ruhamah

    January 16, 2019 at 7:17 pm

    Oh! I had good laugh reading this. The descriptions are so vivid.
    P.s- I am patiently waiting for The Cover. Well done ma

    • Adanna

      January 17, 2019 at 11:02 am

      Yaaaay! Thank you ??

  11. Deji

    January 16, 2019 at 7:22 pm

    Lolsss…. so intriguing. I give up. Nice one

    • Adanna

      January 17, 2019 at 11:02 am

      Please don’t give up yet ?. Thank you

  12. Ephi

    January 16, 2019 at 10:08 pm

    *I just thanked God I didn’t wear the dress I wanted to wear because the wind would have helped me in wishing the people of Abuja a merry Christmas.*

    This line was soooo funny. Haha

    • Adanna

      January 17, 2019 at 11:02 am

      ???? it would have been a whole Mess

  13. Onyinyechukwu

    January 16, 2019 at 10:42 pm

    The best article I have read on BN in a while. ??
    I hail from Anambra but I love Enugu mehn.
    So serene and beautiful. ?

    • Adanna

      January 17, 2019 at 11:01 am

      We love you too. Thank you very much dear

  14. gbaskelebo

    January 17, 2019 at 5:48 am

    Adanna again… lol you met 2nd reading? just go for confession! missed reading you here.

    • Adanna

      January 17, 2019 at 11:01 am

      Lol. I have to go o. Thanks for always reading and commenting. Means a lot to me

  15. Moyo

    January 17, 2019 at 1:06 pm

    Adanna o!!! Where have you been!!! I want to write like you when I grow up!

  16. Eseosa

    January 17, 2019 at 4:53 pm

    This gave me my first laugh for the day at 5pm.

  17. Dilly

    January 18, 2019 at 10:54 am

    Hahaa. Adanna 3 : 0 Canadian embassy ??

    Nice write up Ada baby ??

  18. Didi Elechi

    January 18, 2019 at 8:43 pm

    It was good while it lasted. Especially introducing Chiwendu to ukehe cold ?

  19. Samurai Jack

    January 19, 2019 at 2:25 am

    Slay mama ndi mmuo. You know say you be agbero. You’re the thuggest thug ever.
    Ukwu gi awee chaa white na uno Jesus.
    That is to tell you that your cup is full.

  20. TaekPoet

    May 5, 2019 at 8:30 pm

    Wow! Beautifully written. I can’t just stop laughing…
    And I am patiently waiting for the book.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

Tangerine Africa

Star Features