Naija Party and Afro Caribbean Vibes

Yal, so...I'm just getting back from this club party. My crew and I are at it again; 2 parties in 1 night! #Mercy. If you know me well, you'll know that I 'rarely' ever go out to the club (only when I'm out of town to meet bobos because where I live is lame!) The night started off at an uncle's wife's graduation party not too far from my apt. We stayed there for about 2 hours and had to bless the dance floor before we exited of course. Some of my 'former friends' were there and one of them tried to act as if we're cool. But...why??? He offered me a drink at the party and I gladly refused (if you would like to hear the full story of why we are no longer friends, leave a comment below). After that awkward display of whatever he wants to call it, I went about my business, ate a bit and had to say my goodbyes.
From there, we moved onto the second location which was a more upscale night club in town. An Afro-Caribbean party was taking place there and I had gotten in touch with the organizer. He asked me to help promote the party and of course yes I agreed. I know a good amount of Nigerians in the area, so that's no biggie for me. I had never met him before, but he sounded really sweet over the phone. He told me to text him when I got there so he could escort my friends and I inside. Lies he told! When we got there, the man wasn't even in sight. I texted him twice, got no response. I refused to get in contact with him again. As in...which kind thing be this? I did my part and invited a good amount of people to come out, now...why are you disgracing yourself? He almost spoilt my night, but I refused. As in...really though? Free work, no payment. He pleaded with me saying he was new in town and that my help will be highly appreciated. Liar liar! Oh well. He should never contact me again oh! My people and I just went inside and met up with the rest of the crew.
I had been told  by my hair braider that the particular DJ performing was quite disappointing, but I didn't believe her. The organizer sent me his playlist and let me know he was legit. Walaahi...he had like current Naija music! How in the world was I going to believe her? You guys!!! I should have listened to her. As in...he kept on talking over the music, changing songs when 'the beat' finally dropped and just being weird. I just thank God that he had a few Afrobeats music as promised. My crew and I "murdered the dance floor" like there was no tomorrow. We know how to have a good time no matter the situation at hand, so we still cut up.
I'm extremely light-headed, so I only had one drink. I finally tried an amaretto sour! It was absolutely delicious, but I can absolutely say that one was more than enough for me. After a little bit, my head was almost all over the place. I'm such a lightweight, it's embarrassing. Lol.
The night was okay. Honestly didn't get much play, but I know I was on point *dusts her shoulders and does the shoki*

Me and my new boo Michelle. I met her at a family friend's birthday dinner. She's from Houston and is the bomb.com. We were at the graduation party in this pic. After we destroyed the dance floor, I was sweating SO BADLY! As in...I wanted to take off my beautiful new wolf's cardigan, but I was trying to be conservative because of Nigerian elders.

Ify and Dan. We call him 'Dan The Man'. Dan comes to town every few months and is always super sweet to the ladies

Photo stolen from Danlami Mike on Facebook

At the club. The heels had to come off. The DJ was dulling in full effect.