Debamod

GUYS, SEE WHAT HAPPENED TO ME ON MY FIRST DAY BACK AT WORK THIS YEAR

Let me gist you properly because this thing still dey my chest.

So today, work resumed.
First working day of the year.

I wore that dress today.
Yes. THAT dress.

The one I’ve had in my wardrobe for years. The one I always say, “I’ll wear it when the timing is right.”
Apparently, the timing was today.

It fit perfectly. Not trying too hard. Not shouting for attention. Just calm confidence. I felt good. I felt settled. I felt like someone who came back to work with boundaries, plans, and zero tolerance for unnecessary stress.

I work in a financial institution, so you already know the vibe: blazers, heels, spreadsheets, and suppressed emotions.🤦

I got to my desk, logged in, adjusted my seat… and that was when I noticed him.

Let’s call him Kunle.

Kunle works in credit. Tall. Fine in a quiet way. Always neat. Always smells like someone who irons his clothes with intention. And if we’re being honest, he has been single to stupor for quite a long time now. Office people know. Office aunties remind him.

Anyway.

I was minding my own business when Kunle walked up to my desk and said,
“Happy New Year.”

I looked up and said,
“Happy New Year.”

Normal. Professional. Peaceful.

And then he stood there, he didn’t move.

That’s when I knew something was off.

Before I could ask what was going on, two pigeons landed on the window beside my desk. Two. Not one. Like they had a meeting scheduled. They were tapping the glass like, “Madam, we are observing.”

Kunle laughed nervously and said,
“New year feels different, doesn’t it?”

I replied,
“Yes. Especially when pigeons are involved.”

He smiled. Then he took a breath (the kind of breath people take before saying something they’ve rehearsed since last year).

He said,
“I’ve been meaning to talk to you.”

Ah.

I leaned back and said,
“Kunle, please, if this is work-related, send a mail. If it’s motivational, try LinkedIn.” Because, it's still early in the year o abeg.

He said,
“No, it’s not work. It’s you.”

I actually laughed. Not because it was funny, but because… really? Today? This early in the year?

He went on about how he’s tired of being single, how he has reflected, how he admires my composure, how he feels I’m different and the thought of me couldn't get out of his mind throughout the holiday.

Meanwhile, one pigeon nodded.....😳😳 Babe, I kid you not.

I said,
“So you saw me resume work, wearing my old dress that decided to behave like a new blessing today, and you said yes this is the moment?” Or what?

He said,
“Well..... Maybe but actually not so.”

I told him,
“Kunle, I just came back from rest. I promised myself peace this year. I’m not sure I can relate to emotional proposals without prior notice.”

He smiled and said,
“I’m not asking for an answer now. I just want you to consider me.”

At this point, the pigeons flew away suddenly. As if they had heard enough.

Then the alarm I set for our departmental meeting rang.

People started looking.

Kunle looked hopeful.
Me, I just adjusted my dress.
And said to him quietly,

“Let me think about it.”

And that was it.

Now I’m asking you people:

Was it the dress?
Was it the new year confidence?
Was it desperation?
Or was it just God?

Because me, I don’t even know how to categorize this one.

What would you do if you were me?
Is this a green flag or first-day-of-work shenanigans?
Should I take him seriously… or file this under January behavior?

Talk to me abeg....

With hearts full of gratitude, all of us at Debamod Fashions say a heartfelt thank you.
Thank you for believing in our craft, supporting our journey, and continually choosing Nigerian made classic handbags.
As you have watered us with your trust and patronage, may you be watered bountifully, multiplied in grace, and increased beyond expectation—strategically, sustainably, and in every good way.
Thank you for keeping us in business and allowing our passion to serve you.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year in advance.
Here’s to greater growth, timeless style, and shared wins ahead. 🎄✨

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This Debamod journey is based on absolute *faith*

I had no money, just the vision God gave me, my sewing machine and faith in what He said. But only God has the blueprint of this business. Not me.

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