TESTAMENTS OF SHALZMAKEUPGEEK Part 7 -Merry Christmas!!!

Merry Christmas Prosper!!It’s always beautiful to remember that Jesus wanted to relate with us on a common ground so much that he came in our form- as a baby. What a blessing to mankind that is. Woohoo!

Yesterday I saw a contact’s Dp that read ” It’s Christmas Eve, I don’t think Mary experienced Labour pains, Baby Jesus is God na…he will just come out!” Mehn, Nigerians have an unbeatable sense of humor. Infact she should have travailed even more…e easy to born King of kings?!

So in the midst of the rices, chickens, salads and peppersoups and all the feferity please seize several moments to bless someone everyday this season. Give something, share something, love on someone.

Meanwhile, the new year is just right ahead. No I don’t mean the new year celebration, I’m talking about the actual year. “A wise man once said, a soldier doesn’t prepare for the battle on the battlefield” . Isn’t it a good time now to write your visions for 2016. And please don’t streamline it to just yourself but it it be so braod that it has Your country in it, I mean deliberate steps you’d make (apart from praying as i want to believe you already do) that will in turn make this country better in 2016.

God bless you and yours this season and always. God Bless our 2016 too. Amen.

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TESTAMENTS OF SHALZMAKEUPGEEK Part 6- How he took it.

Hey you Prosper! I’m happy to be alive today and share that life with awesome folks like you. How was your week? Mine was busy and filled with God’s favour.
 So straight to it from last week into some more personal stuff like i promised. How did The Husband take my decision to face Makeup as a business? I can’t begin this without mentioning the kind of person that dude is. Simply put, he likes Book! As in, He’s such an intellectual and a junkie for formal and informal education.
 Before we tied the knot, this my up-and-coming guy had already begun to save for an MBA for me or something of the sort that was going to cost over one million naira. He was willing to invest in me . When he told me about it, I was like…what the??? To say the least,He was shocked and disappointed at the same time at my lack of excitement at his revelation, afterall, he was going to be responsible for the fees. I surely seemed like a ‘serious-minded girl’ , so what serious-minded-21stcentury-ambituous girl wouldn’t be excited at such thoughtfulness? Me- Shalom!

In my head, I was like dude give me that money, Amma start up my beauty business and multiply it in no time. You’d be even prouder brother!  But I did not say any of that, i had that monologue just in my head. Instead of speaking it all up, I cowardly recoiled into a newly fabricated imaginary shell because I was afraid of being a disappointment to this awesome scholarly bobo God had gifted me with my makeup-artist ambition (I mean I didn’t know how lucrative the business could be, I didn’t know how much a good makeup artist could earn, I just loved the idea of expressing my artistic and creative inclination and being paid for it. ) Obviously He had thought too scholarly of me. Scholar dude thought he had found a fellow scholar and he would help me achieve more “schorlastical” milestones and we would have pretty scholar children and live scholarly ever after.(OK shoot me if I use that word one more time)


Basically I had to admit it, I was ashamed to admit to my boyfriend (at the time) that his ambitious girlfriend’s only ambition (at the time) was to become a makeup artist. I didn’t think it was such a hard thing to say but it was . I knew he has very lofty expectations of me and I didn’t want that to change yet, It would be scam to hide anything that sensitive from him till after we got married.
I wasn’t proud of my ambition because it didn’t look as promising as having an MBA  looked. I was wrong. I wasn’t supposed to feel that way!  Why did I? Summary is I hadn’t done my homework. If I had, I’d have been tall and proud.

 So back to the story, I told him. Yes, before we got married. He knew of my interest in makeup but was surprised that I was so keen on it that I considered it for business. He wasn’t disappointed (at least he didn’t express that…lol) But he criticised my idea, I would have been surprised if he didn’t. But he made it obvious he did so because he needed to be sure of what I wanted-basically. This made me go back to my drawing board and do some research (A wise man wants to know that his companion isn’t perpetually confused ladies, have a plan)

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We made a pact that if I was going to do anything, I had to be excellent at it and we were going to begin by finding the best school to have a good start. He promised to support me.  I didn’t need a prophet to tell me I had winner, a quality man. But beyond that, I had learnt something, for anyone to buy your idea, first buy it yourself with full payment. And so my journey as a makeup artist began!
 Be prosperous Prosper, it’s in your DNA.

TESTAMENTS OF SHALZMAKEUPGEEK Part 5- my self-discovery struggle

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Hiya Prosper! Compliments of the season to you! I’m grateful we made it here today 12th December, are you? I’ve looked forward to this day all week –I mean the time to sit here and simply type my heart out to you. You have become a very vital part of my weekly life you know.

I want to apologize that I kept you hanging (yesterday) Friday. Earlier today, I got a mail from a friend saying “Shalommm, no post yesterday?? What hapun?”  As much as I got gingered to stop being lazy and get on here, I felt very elated that there are people who look forward to reading my posts! Awww  I thought it was sooo shweet!! Hehe , then the more interesting part is No running away for me.

So!How was your week Prosper? Can you take a minute or two now to pray about the coming week and how you want it to look like.  Recall what I shared with you last week, I want to know, is there any experience(s) you’ve had (long ago or recently) that looking back now, you realize that it was a preparation God was taking you through for a greater assignment or vision like I shared last week? Please share with me via comments here or even send me a mail ritashalom@yahoo.com . I’d love absolutely love to hear from you!

Today, I’m going to talk about some of the struggles that came with my passion discovery. You people discover their calling or purpose differently. There are those who have an early discovery, then there are the late bloomers, then there are those who need a lot of assistance with discovering what they’re called to do. People say I was an early bloomer, I’m not sure I was, but I think that’s because I had such high expectations of myself. Whatever category you fall into, i realize that a lot of us have to deal with the pressure of convincing our family and friends who have watched us grow, that we’re “finally” passionate about something and that we can turn that passion (no matter how hilarious it might seem)  into a means of livelihood and we won’t be broke.

When I told you guys about my background, remember I also said I knew I was never designed for the corporate world, that was probably the only thing I knew for sure about my life at 16. So that certain, next thing I knew was that I was not going to be a commodity provider but a service provider. Why? I had always been a “handy-girl”, loving to create and re-create stuff and simply explore with my mind and hands. So service it was! That was all I was sure of, I didn’t know what exactly, but I had a strong artistic inclination that was sort of fashion/beauty…ish . With some exposure, I discovered makeup artistry and couldn’t wait to be able to explore.

Now as a student, I immediately made resolution to finish school with excellent grades as proof to the people who cared about me that whatever I chose to do as career or business, (significant or not)wouldn’t be as a result of academic frustration, but completely my choice.  Anyway, I was glad I didn’t have to deal with any of that till I was done with my first degree.  Makeup  wasn’t so cool or popular, at least not in the environment I grew up. I didn’t know how much one could make from being a makeup artist,  there was no Aunty or Madam who I knew that I could point at and say to my Mum that I wanted to be like . I just did not want her to feel like she had wasted her hard earned money on my school fees.  I can’t forget her reaction the first time I said mentioned it with the corner of my mouth; “ehnn ? God forbid! So you will now throw away your 2;1 and be dressing people up” I didn’t even try to push it a second time. My parents and almost everyone I knew had expected me to become a lawyer (something I had not even the tiniest interest in), then I studied linguistics not even the law they tried to voodoo upon me. That was disappointment numero uno…then I imagined how even more disappointed they would be when they heard I wasn’t even interested in a 9-5 job.  I needed to take lessons from someone who had been in my shoes before and how they dealt with it. I would spend days wondering how musicians, comedians and all those “unserious” people managed to break the news of their self-discovery to their family especially their parents.

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“You’re joking right??”
The look you give your child when He comes home to tell you he wants to be a policeman after you’ve spent over N10M on his education.

Clueless as I had become, I just took the subtle approach of getting on with life the typical way everyone expected me to – get a job. I got a small job as front desk before going for youth service while still planning and seeking to develop myself in Makeup artistry. Somehow, I didn’t take my mum’s disapproval too seriously; I just felt that when the time was right, it wouldn’t be an issue.

Next Friday, I’ll finish this up on an even more personal level. in other news, My church is moving to a new location tomorrow and I’m as excited as a little girl expecting new clothes. I’m fresh from Shiloh and full of expectations in this new week, exhausted from this past week so I can’t wait. Plus I’m looking forward to Christmas.  Have a sweet holiday season as the day approaches. Be kind to one another, and even more, be Prosperous for surely you are!

TESTAMENTS OF SHALZMAKEUPGEEK PART 4- My Learning Process

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Hi Prosper! I’m getting used to spending my Fridays sharing with you, and that helps me because it makes me more sensitive to the things that happen to me and around me, which I hear is good for one’s spirit. So, how was your week?
Mine was challenging, but splendid too. Many things! I began the week somewhat sad as it was the week of my Dad’s transition and it came with the saddest and fondest memories of Him. Then my Studio rent was due..ghenghenn…we all know that feeling when you have to make a debit of bulk money from your savings at once, I mean I was tempted to tell the Landlord, “Oga I’m allergic to bulk debits, can I pay it in 20 installments?” But most of all I’m bursting with gratitude from God because it is only someone who He has blessed with a viable business that can worry about rent o my dear. Then I took loads of pictures this week as you can see(batting my lash less lids) Hehehe, I was feeling fly with my new Crochet braids that everyone thinks is a weavon.
Ok! With the occupational background I had, I know that God was simply building me to be fit for what I am now and what I’m going to be. He knew just what my strengths and flaws were and exactly how to give me all the training I needed to have. Did you read my last post? Please try to biko, it will help you follow better in this one. Continue reading