Owambe & Owambe Souvenirs.

Owambe (party) and owambeing (lol) is a Nigerian thing.... I'm not being tribalistic, but the average Yoruba man attends at least two owambes in a month, perhaps that's why they rarely have BP, cause they always want to be in a joyous mood no matter how bad the economy is.

Owambe Groove (Picture Courtesy: Google)
A lot of stuff happens at these owambes, you get to see the good, the bad, the ugly, the beautiful, the light makeups, the heavy makeups---- makeovers, the nice attires, the overdressed guests that leave you wondering whether they are the celebrants, you'll see old women competing with younger ladies (I don't know what they are looking for ooo). In all Nigerian parties are usually colorful.

Typical Owambe Setting. (Picture Courtesy: Belleza Haven C001AA818)
The food is one Wahala, it could be a good Wahala or a bad one depending on if you get something to eat or not, it's painful though when you pay a huge sum for the "Aso ebi" and don't get the party jollof *drools* to eat- it can pepper the marrow mehnnnnn!!!
The one part that bothers me most is when souvenirs are shared, I would prefer you gave me nothing than give me either of these items: box of matchsticks, bathroom slippers, dustpan, plastic fan, sachete tomato paste, sugar, buckets, eggs etc.

Eggs As Wedding Souvenir (Picture Courtesy: Google)
Share your Owambe experience by commenting below, also include the weird/funny/annoying party souvenirs you've received... Let's interact 😂😂😂

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