ha, this is sooo like my turf,
i will try and represent for what i am, so here goes,
chauffer driven cars to the best schools
exotic and exquisite meals served on the finest china(by mummys cook of course)
3 foreign languages spoken fluently
finishing school in switzerland(DO NOT BE FOOLED BY MY OMOTA WAYS ON NAIRALAND)
piano and ballet lessons till i was 15
my first horse at the age of 8(daddy thought it would be a nice idea to integrate into the polo club posse)
clothes from the top fashion houses

clothes clean and sorted by the laundry man(bless mr.cornell)
SO I GUESS THAT MAKES ME AN AJEBORRA, HEE HEE HEE
but with all this don't try me o, i can whip up a plate of amala and efo riro at the drop of a dime, and most importantly with all this i can proudly say that I'm not a mummys girl or daddys little princess, i worked damn hard for where i am today and for everything i own, which beats all the borra in me,
SO YEAH I GUESS I'm AN AJEBORRA, BUT I CAN KICK OFF MY MANOLOS AND DO AJEPAKO ANYTIME ANYDAY,