This is Europe?
“Mehn when naija go better?”
I thought..we Lodge in an hotel..but the country is cold sha, no argument in that..I didn’t come prepared, I had no thick sweater..David noticed as I was stylishly shivering when we got to the hotel..we booked a 4bedroom top flat..
He called me, removed his suit jacket and wore it on me..
“I’ve always told you, wear thick cloths”
“Dave, in Nigeria we got heat..this is Europe”
Maybe he forgot that, he laughed..for a long time now that was the first time he really sincerely laughed with me..I guessed he noticed and fell back to his Stern form
“I’ll get you a good sweater tomorrow, get some sleep”
He disappeared into his room.. Well sleep was far from me.. I stood up and went thru the threshold to get a better view..mehn the city was beautiful, lights brightened everywere..In Nigeria all you hear is Generator sounds..tho we had constant light in the Fashion house because we paid NEPA a huge sum of money
“Can’t sleep too?”
Vodka joined me..I sighed
“I am too”
We both laughed
I was surprisingly so free with her that I couldn’t believe we were once rivals
“First position gets 15million dollars?”
I asked like I forgot..she nodded
“And second position?”
Hmm, not bad
She touched my shoulders
“Bukky we’ve never gotten close so I don’t even have any word of encouragement”
I brought out the Gold necklace madam Clara had given me for good luck and gave it to her
“We got this”
And so the day came, I almost felt oppressed when I saw the different fashion houses, with their models on different stylish clothes..
The first stage of the competition kicked off..
“Alright people, the time has come..as I’ve always said, we got this handled cos we are not just models but what?”
They thundered back
“THE HOUSE OF EARL!”
Exactly, thats the spirit I need
“Alright jovita, take front, javies take back, Vicky follow..we going in with gowns and suits first..when we get to the last stage we come out with our sport wears which I guess has never been used in this competition before”
We marched out and progressed to the next stage..
“Alright double time people, quickly change up”
Yes! We progressed to another stage!
One model from a Spanish Fashion house approached me
“What are you fleas still doing here, pack up and go home as usual”
You can imagine the guts, who does she think she is?
This is Europe?