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Very funny Akpos Dance (cartoon version) Must Watch!!

Posted: 24 Oct 2013 06:08 PM PDT

UNBELIEVABLE!!! Nigerian Celeb Wore a Pineapple Hat To The Lagos Fashion & Design Week!![MUST SEE]

Posted: 24 Oct 2013 10:32 AM PDT

 

The socialite first rocked a shoe hat to an event last month, before rocking a Pineapple hat which comes with a clutch bag to Lagos Fashion and Design Week which started yesterday. 
See a full picture below
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INCREDIBLE!! Who wore the black high slit dress Best? Rita Dominic Vs Emma Nyra!

Posted: 24 Oct 2013 09:56 AM PDT

 

Some May Rita Dominic is the biggest fashionista in the Nigerian Entertainment industry Do you agree?
Because If it isn't her bag, it is her shoe or her dress that other female celebrities are buying and wearing. 
The last time it was Rita Vs Uche Jombo on the red sneaker boots now its music Diva Emma Nyra rocking the black high slit gown.

Who rocked it BEST??

FABULOUS!! Halima Abubakar Flaunting Her Baby Bump??

Posted: 24 Oct 2013 09:18 AM PDT

 
 
 Am not sure if it's a bump or food. What do you think? Is she Pregnant??
 

Photo: Vector and Seyi shay Shared a kiss on stage at felabration!!

Posted: 24 Oct 2013 09:00 AM PDT


You know these celebrities love to play pranks on us!  
First it was vector and chidinma and their engagement stunt they played when they shared pictures of vector proposing on a plane.
Now its Vector again but this time its with singer seyi shay as they shared a kiss on stage at the just concluded Felabration. 
It might be nothing really! Maybe just a professional or friendly kiss.. But its a kiss!!!
They will make a Cool couple? Or What do you think??

Swag Battle!! Boluwatife Balogun(WIZKID's Son) Vs Zion Idibia(2Face's Son) Who Get Swag Pass??

Posted: 24 Oct 2013 08:50 AM PDT





Wow Zion is all grown up!! He looks so much like 2face idibia.He is one of Sunmbo Ajaba's sons for music king 2face Idibia, 
He is believed to be the first Son of 2face!! 
Boluwatife on the other hand is also the first son of his Father Wizkid and His mum Shola Ogudugu
The swag the young boys of Nowadays is on the next Level!!
 



Who do you think has the better swag 2face Son Zion Or Wizkid Son Boluwatife..!

Meet the top ten Most Popular Nollywood Actresses Still Single!!

Posted: 24 Oct 2013 08:06 AM PDT

        


For some actresses in the Nollywood industry, they have remained single despite attaining marriageable ages due to some reasons best known to them. Some of them have remained single mothers, never married before, or divorced their husbands. 

Below are some of Nollywood single actresses 
Bimbo Akintola


 Bimbo Akintola is an actress that is no doubt very beautiful and sexy. To say the crossover actress will be single at a little over 40 remains a mystery to some of her fans. She seems not to be bothered about not finding a man to call her husband as she recently said in an interview. 

She has not be linked to any marriage before now and there are reports now that she will soon get hooked to a man. Bimbo has acted in many movies and she is adored by movie buffs as a good role interpreter, but it seems love has not been fair to her. Some attribute her present single stature to heavy drinking and smoking habit.

Genevieve Nnaji

 











This is another actress that is very sexy and pretty that has not yet found a man to call her husband. Though her love life has been kept secret from the media and the public, one name that has recently popped up is that of the self acclaimed 'Koko master', D'Banj. The Imo State-born screen diva is a single-mother that doesn't presently have someone to call her husband despite being 34 years old.

Rita Dominic









Another name that must be mentioned in this list is that of Rita Dominic. Apart from Bimbo Akintola, Rita can rightly be said to be the next oldest single screen diva. She is reportedly close to 40 years of age and with the way things are going, she may not end up to be someone's wife in the nearest future. Rita is seen by many as a wife material, but it is amazing to some of her fans that she is still without a husband. She has been linked with Jim Iyke, Noble Igwe and few others in the past, but none of them has taken her to the altar for marriage.

Bisi Ibidapo Obe

This is another actress that is single, though she has a child, which she recently allegedly had for controversial activist, Dino Melaye, who has reportedly denied the child's paternity. Bisi Ibidapo Obe is yet to be married and she has not been lucky with men. From the look of things, she is ripe for marriage and has the beauty a man would pray to have in a woman.
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Ebube Nwagbo

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Pretty and blessed with the necessary curves, Ebube Nwagbo may be described as the definition of beauty, but alas, she is single and not the Mrs of a Mr. The innocent-looking actress, though not with many scandals like some married actresses, was once alleged to have wrecked the young marriage of music artiste, KCee, who she once dated. 

The actress is among the eligible single Nollywood stars who have remained single. No doubt, many men are fighting hard to have her hand in marriage, but Ebube seems not to be interested in them, but only interested in concentrating on her jobs and selling her Posh Hair products.

Fathia Balogun

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This sexy Yoruba movie star was once married to an actor, Saidi Balogun, and they had two children together as husband and wife, but she is now single. Her marriage crashed like a pack of badly arranged cards few years back and she has remained single since then. 

The over 40 years old actress is a sought-after, but her career seems to be her major priority for now. Some are even speculating that she might reconcile with her ex-husband soon based on the retention of 'Balogun' in her name. She has remained single for some years now, and many are wondering why she has not yet decided to move on into the arms of another man. Only Fathia knows why she is saying 'no' to men who are coming to her, possibly for marriage.

Kate Henshaw

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To say Kate Henshaw has not been lucky with relationship may be stating the obvious. Her relationship with a popular gospel artiste in Nigeria ended badly. It was even alleged that she then suffered domestic violence from the hands of the 'minister' of the gospel. Her marriage to her ex-British husband ended few years ago. Since then, the tall and dark screen diva has chosen to remain a single mother.

Ayo Adesanya

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Ayo Adesanya, like some of her colleagues, used to be married, but she is presently single after her union to Goriola Hassan crashed. Close friends of the actress are not even certain if she will remarry anytime soon. Ayo Adesanya is a woman a man would pray to have as wife. She is pretty and presentable as 'mama', but why she is not yet married remains a mystery to some of her fans.



Clarion Chukwura
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To put up a list like this and never mention Clarion Chukwura's name would be like listing the best football clubs in the world without mentioning Real Madrid. In fact, she should have opened the floor of single Nollywood actresses. Clarion is a single mother who is over due to be a man's wife, but that is not the case at the moment.

She is the mother of popular music video director, Clarence Peters, who she bore for another popular figure, Sir Shina Peters (SSP). Clarion is still single and is probably happy with that. She has been alleged to have warmed the beds of younger lovers. She still has that beauty that could make a man get a hard on.


SE-XY!! Nollywood Star Oge Okoye Releases Hot New pics!!

Posted: 24 Oct 2013 07:23 AM PDT


Who would know she is a mother of two kids?? She looks so so fab..See More Sexy Pics Below..


 
 
 



 
Is she Hot or Not??

UNBELIEVABLE!! Kwara State Governor Sacks All Commissioners and advisers!!

Posted: 24 Oct 2013 07:12 AM PDT

 
 
Kwara State Governor, Alhaji Abdulfatah Ahmed, Yesterday afternoon Wednesday October 23rd sacked all the state commissioners, his special advisers, senior special assistants, and special assistants. He basically dissolved his cabinet.

He then asked all the sacked commissioners to hand over their ministries to their respective permanent secretaries.

[MUST READ] REVEALED!! What Really Happened at Wizkid's `Empty Chairs Show'!

Posted: 24 Oct 2013 07:04 AM PDT

 

The segregation begins in an attempt to buy the Wizkid Abuja Invasion tickets.
The options are VIP and Regular. The VIP ticket is a red, hand-band— glossy, unique, important. Regular is a thing— paper, flimsy, regular. Having come alone to Drumstix, Wuse II, I am not asked if I want a table of 8 or a platinum table of 8, which are the other extant categories.
*****
The show is for 5pm. I arrive on time. No sound of music at the gates of the International Conference Centre. A few soldiers stand talking by the right; over to the left, just inside the gate two young women sit selling tickets over a desk. I approach them and ask which side to go through.
Buy tickets here. Go through the other gate.
"I have a ticket."
"Ok. Go the other way."
The soldiers tell me to tie the ticket on my wrist. One end is adhesive and I do so as I enter the gates. Within, several masts rise from the earth like mechanised stems, just the one having a flag, the Nigerian flag, weaving gently in the wind. I walk past, onwards, to the side of the impressive building.
Just outside the hall for the event, a few people are gathered; crew and, like myself, a few early birds. A man walks over to the sponsor's board. He is wearing a black tank top with gold flames over jeans brought low so the tail of his vest is exposed, delicately rumpled over his rump, looking, inadvertently, like unsoiled diapers. He stands on the red rug— it isn't quite a red carpet until some real celebrity steps on it. He makes a sign, another man points a camera at him.
Picture taken, they both walk away. His hair is divided into plaits but they look like ultra-shortened dreadlocks. He must be an artist.
A couple drives away minutes after alighting and walking around the premises romantically or aimlessly. They will be back.
****
Soldiers at the gate, just before I entered, were saying, "Na small boy o." "I swear that boy no fit pass 20." Wizkid is 24.
****
People stand; a few sit on the edge of concrete flowerpots around the building as I make to enter the hall.
"No," I am told, "the event hasn't started."
"Well, the poster says 5'oclock."
"Everything is ready, but oga says no one is allowed in."
"Who is oga?"
"Yankee."
A curious name I recall seeing on the event's flyer.
"Ok. Can I speak to him? I want to interview him."
"He is busy now. If anybody go meet am, e fit vex."
There is another man trying to gain entry even though his wrists are unadorned.
Someone trolleys two large Ghana-must-gos to the entrance. A bouncer, huge, wearing a black suit, red tie, and sporting a rich black goatee on a face which looks scarred but is not, stops the trolley. He asks what is in the bags.
The man bringing it smiles: "Food and drinks."
"Open am."
Fried rice, browned chicken can be seen through a transparent food pack. The bouncer removes one, chucks it in a corner.
"You know how we dey do am," he says.
****
It is 5:23pm when the first sound check starts.
Outside, Wizkid's voice can be heard over the speakers, cool, relaxed, none of the laidback feistiness of his studio recordings. He is singing "Love My Baby" which is normal enough, only he is singing it as a blues number, caressing the words, lingering at the end of each line.
The bouncer, whose name I've discovered is OZ, says "this is the most talented...when I hear that song." His statement is overwhelmed by the speakers; he appears overwhelmed by what he is hearing as well. Soon a female voice renders the same song bursting into a sensual, singsong laughter in the middle of a verse. The backing piano plays on.



OZ disappears. A few minutes later I see him munching, seeking out an obscure corner to finish the food. He looks fierce but he also appears to be a funny one.
Yankee comes out. I don't know him but his breast pocket has the name monogrammed. The guard I spoke to points and nods in confirmation. I approach him. Garbed in a long-sleeved shirt, folded between wrist and elbow, blue jeans and flat blue shoes, he is looking at a phone with a broken screen. He says he can't talk. But wait. He goes in. We do not meet after this.
Back, and then sent on an errand, OZ stops long enough to say half joking, half exasperated, "this food wen I just chop, they want make e melt."
Air-conditioned air comes out in irregular waves from inside. Yankee comes out again describing small circles on the red rug for some men. Soon the entrance has three men wearing black suits, only OZ fits the mould of a bouncer; the others are skinny. You don't need to be buff at the ICC. The place forces decorum, and for any other behaviour, there are the camouflaged men at the gate. Yankee disappears, reappears to bark names, 'Isaac!' 'Femi!'
****
Three young men all with budding afros say 8'oclock is far. It seems they have it on good information the event would start then. On the speakers, Wizkid sings his remix of Future's "Turn out the Lights" halting, laughing midway, saying "I don forget the song."
The place is considerably bare by 6:00pm. Wizkid's fans are Nigerians.
****
Two girls, one with a white shirt saying 'I Love a Naija Cop,' make to enter as Wizkid, over the speakers sings "Sexy Mama." Told they can't enter, one's mouth turns the wrong way and they walk back to their car.
The three afro-ed young men stand, sit, stand, frustrated, a belt of all three underwear on display. Yankee comes out speaking Yoruba into his phone. He switches to a walkie-talkie soon after. Inside, Wizkid is saying something about the necessity of Caro's body. A kid holds an ipad in the corner.
Dusk is approaching. The speakers carry the album version of "Don't Dull." Wizkid doesn't seem to have any duds.
It is 6:20pm; the place is split in chattering segments. Five amorphous groups of two to five members each engage to the left. Drumstix has set up a Shawarma stand, its heat and aroma enticing, famously loved by girls in Abuja, it draws them near. The stand is erected to the left of another entrance, a less glamorous one, with its lack of red rug. It is clearly the entrance for purchasers of the regular hand bands. Not many people have the red glossy band on their wrists; still, not one person is at the unadorned entrance. In Abuja, even in the dark, perhaps especially in the dark, appearance is everything.
So far none of the other fifteen musicians and comedians has been sighted. The official girls of the event walk to and fro, clad in black tees proclaiming iREP and in fanny-hugging pants, dispelling insouciance as they dispense unclear errands. Swaying, talking like they realise it is the eternal sex appeal of youth rather than efficiency that has brought them this gig.
The first sign other musicians exist in Nigeria shows by 6:30pm when, finally, speakers by the roadside ring out Olamide, Flavour and every so soon, Wizkid. From outside, now legitimately dark, the lit lobby of the ICC, glass walled and enclosed, can be seen. The seats arranged in the African Hall, which would hold Wizkid, can be seen beyond signs showing black arrows, Registration, Information, Plenary Halls, Committee Rooms, Telephone, Toilets; all, presumably, out of bounds to Wizkid revellers. Cars stream past on the road, honks mixing with back-to-back Wizkid music. "Scatter the Floor", "Tease Me," "Baddest Boy," sung with fellow EME group member Skales, is the only indication of the nearby presence of another artiste mentioned on flyers for the event.
It is 6:35pm, and humans are in a file at the uncarpeted entrance.
"Red! Silver! Gold! Go to the other entrance."
Although Wizkid's music is enjoyed across social strata, his show would not, cannot. A few people migrate. If anyone fancies herself special on the flimsy hand-band file, she would have to be the rose that goes through concrete.
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In the hall, Rihanna and Future sing "Loveeee Song". Then Future starts to holler something about waking up in a Bugatti.
"Four in the morning and we ain't going home," Rihanna sings as "Pour It Up" plays. Several hours behind time, life may imitate lyrics.
On stage: three stands, two monitors, one keyboard. Two large screens stand at both extremes in the foreground; a hoisted banner with Wizkid's likeness frames the background.
The DJ is good, scratching, bopping his head, as hit singles play in turn; a mishmash of local and foreign tunes rent the air. Even half-forgotten songs— Joe's "573", Faze's "Originality"— get airtime. Half a dozen speakers onstage convey the sounds to a segregated audience.
Tables of 8 and Platinum tables of 8 get ringside seats: if Wizkid has a zit, these are the ones close enough to lance it. The difference between both tables is two hundred thousand naira. What this amounts to in terms of the tables is not clear. Maybe it's the wines. The tables are laid with white fabric; plastic chairs are covered, fitted snugly with more white fabric and a red cloth knotted behind them. This section is cordoned off with white ribbon from the VIP section.
The VIP section has five straight-backed seats in seven groups arranged neatly in eight rows. It, too, is isolated, disreputably perhaps, by a red rope— not a ribbon.
The DJ is impressive still. And if the show is half as good as the DJ, it would be a success; ribbon and rope irrelevant.

At 7:15pm, the screens participate in the music mix like as on Channel O's Bassment and Trace's Video Mix. This is a nice touch. Many people abandon their phones to stare at the screen. The first Wizkid video to air is "Caro" in which he is featured by LAX, but it could as well be his track. Like most of his recent output, it is edgier and more clearly sexual.

"Caro dey fire pass Ferrari," "Caro carry leave story" he sings. The transition of male and female child stars is different: while the male embraces innocence by uncovering girls, the female sheds her own clothing. Over in the US, Miley Cyrus is resolutely shedding her clothes to adult pop stardom.
An annoyingly accented voice informs the audience the show is about to start. Thankfully, the microphone cuts her off repeatedly. So when she asks "if you are here for Star Boi (Wizkid's new sobriquet) put your hands together," no one does. Maybe the audience is tired. It is 7:25pm after all. Or maybe they are irritated since when she substitutes Don Jazzy— after going through Flavour— for Wizkid she does get some applause.
She tries to repay the audience with sarcasm, but the microphone, again, cuts her off. Finally, she relents and introduces the deejay as DJ TTB and disappears. As she goes silent, it is Wizkid's rival for young pop icon, Davido, who comes on the screen. He is singing his newest hit, "Skelewu."
****
The voice returns by 7:40pm; so does the microphone problems. The audience ignores her pleas for applause. So she invokes God: "I take God beg una, make una clap." Then she introduces the first act. The microphone's curse afflicts him as well. Before long he pleads for the audience to further his career by clapping. Fortunately, it is not a rabid crowd; he gets moderate applause and a few sympathetic howls.
The young singer is probably same height as Wizkid; but Wizkid's likeness, towering over him onstage, is replicated in the singer's music. This may be Wizkid's deleterious effect on youngsters and the music industry. Many young people enter the industry with nary an idea of carrying a tune, believing they, too, can make it. And no matter the volume of silence greeting a poor performance, they continue to find reassurance in their mentor's amplitude.
The singer jumps from the stage and begins to serenade a lady, plausibly dragging another person into his own humiliation. Having ringside seats does have disadvantages: a vicious punch may splatter body fluid on an expensive dress. At the moment, girls occupying regular seats may have felt lucky to be sequestered far from the action.
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First act notwithstanding, by 8:00pm, DJ TTB is still the main entertainer. Only a few VIPs present and less than half tables of 8 taken, the show wouldn't start to cater for the Wizkid needs of regular ticket holders mainly. Abuja's geography reflects in the distance from the stage: Asokoro, Maitama, Wuse II close to the stage, on tables; Nyanya, Mpape, Kubwa, Lugbe further in the VIP quarantine; and Abaji, Kuje, Zuba far off in the regular seats. Yankee couldn't have brought Wizkid et al in the service of Abuja's gangrenous appendages.
The voice comes on again saying "we apologise," then adds "you know how it is," instantly losing the goodwill just conjured. The show has officially begun, she says. It is 8:15pm.
She announces comedian Chuks D General as first performer. Minutes later, silence, no comedian, no music.
The voice is finally corporeal by 8:23pm. Matilda Duncan, a radio presenter on Rhythm FM. Someone shouts her name twice. Her voice is less aggravating now that she has materialised. She introduces another radio personality, Faith, who, again, introduces Chuks D General. It is 8:30pm. Three and a half hours after the advertised time, the event starts.
It doesn't appear anyone has left. For Wizkid, fans are longsuffering.
****
The comedian takes shots at the poor, laying into 'Masaka girls' whom he believes are in the regular seats. He advises them to go home since there are no more buses going that way. He gives way to a singer who, save for a piece of cloth, that could be anything from curtain to towel, dangling from his left rear pocket, would be instantly forgotten. Another singer, Badguyses takes the stage with a male and a female dancer, equally good dancers but unequally clad: he is fully clothed; her arms, belly, thighs, maybe even conscience, bare.
The tank-top-wearing man with gold flames earlier seen taking a picture takes the stage by 9:00pm, his boxers now uncovered by his vest. He proceeds to ask who attended church. No response. He proclaims "we are going gospel." His name is Brown Sugar and his next song has him wondering over an unnamed female's waist.
Matilda Duncan comes out by 9:30pm to bully members of the audience on tables. Most of the people on the tables are radio personalities and club owners she appears to know reasonably well, so all may be fair. Nevertheless, her antics, in that grating voice she employed, seem reasonably mean-spirited.
Wizkid, she says, would be out in ten minutes. No chance, instead another comedian, Triple White, takes the stage for a second time. He runs out of jokes, but riffs anyway to significant success. He implores Yankee to allow the regular ticket holders move to the many empty VIP seats. "Abeg lets help the less privileged." For his efforts, laughter, insults.
He leaves the stage at 10:15pm, DJ TTB continues, playing Gloria Estefan's "Conga" and thus solidifying his reputation as my hero of the evening.
****
Although recently, his star has receded, Gandoki is received with applause. Someone shouts, "you're late." The comedian explains his Lagos flight was delayed: scheduled for 2:45pm, it took off sometime around 7:00pm. This offers him easy passage into a series of jokes about the aviation ministry, a soft target in these times. His comedy, big on physicality, and delivered like conversation, hasn't changed. His humour dispenses its laughs on the way so by its end, an awkward pause develops which he brushes away with another monologue.
Lights, save the ones on stage, go out at 10:25pm, maybe because the organisers just remembered, or perhaps in preparation for Star Boi.
So far only five of the fifteen artistes on the bill have shown up.
Gandoki makes a few jokes on the usual middle class suspects: alcohol, marriage, pastors. Before leaving he lends bizarre advice to government to check banks, churches and mosques, because soon 'spiritual go dey fear physical'. The idea may be relevant, but said as he does, the words achieve esoteric dimensions.
The flimsy-banded audience, propelled by an announcement seen more than heard, rushes to the empty VIP seats, as Jaywon comes on stage singing "we making money this year". Most of the artists, not particularly tall, when they step off stage, become difficult to see. Oblivious, and insisting on going offstage, many members of the audience counter the diminishing sight of the artists by standing on seats.
****
At 10:45pm, Matilda introduces the headliner, getting the crowd to chant his two-syllabled moniker.
The man, clad in black tees and jeans, emerges singing the blues version of 'Love My Baby' I heard earlier. Suddenly, phones become cameras. Although the surprise at the man's diminutiveness expressed by the soldier's earlier is justified, girls taller, bigger, older, scream. The man's own image towers over him.
He comes offstage singing "Holla at your Boy," dancing toward girls who grabs and pulls him so much he weaves to escape their clutches. A huddle of mostly girls now forms around Wizkid, integration fully achieved, it is impossible to tell who has on a red glossy or a flimsy paper hand-band.
Previous acts have tried calling to no response; but not Wizkid. He orders the music stopped, and calls to a thunderous response:
"If you see me drive by?"
"Holla at your boy!" the crowd responds.
Here, at last, is the disadvantage of tables. While girls from less expensive divisions gather wildly around the man, tables force a cultivation not easily shaken on the occupants of that section. The man couldn't have been much visible from their position.
If not beholding Wizkid up-close was hell, the tame would enter first.
****
Niyola, a crewmate from the EME collective, joins him in performing "Love My Baby". Pretty much singing him off the building, he concedes, saying "she sings my song better than me." He leaves her on stage to sing three of her songs. She shines in a sparkling gown that ended halfway to her knees. Her stage presence is palpable but she is playing a losing game: a woman in a gown, even one shimmering in the spotlight, cannot produce the required joules to move a crowd hankering after Wizkid.
He re-emerges to sing "Baddest Boy" accompanied by Skales. The blues rendition is misdirection, he is now miming.  By 11:20pm, he leaves abruptly, the audience wondering what has happened. At last, he comes out, sang "Jaiye, Jaiye," his duet with Femi Kuti, and then announces he is looking for Caro. "Who would be my Caro?" Cue screams of female affirmation. A man even offers himself, an occurrence to which Wizkid retorts, "I'm looking for Caro; I'm not looking for Adam." It is supposed to be his last song, but the fans ask for another.
He obliges them, sings "Pull Over," and disappears backstage.



GORGEOUS!! Miss Nigeria 2013, Akudo Ezinne, Spectacular new photos as Imo state names a street after her & gives her N500K

Posted: 24 Oct 2013 06:39 AM PDT



The winner of the Miss Nigeria 2013, Miss Ezinne Akudo Anyaoha has been honoured by  the Imo State Governor  for emerging the winner of the beauty pageant.
In honoring her, the speaker of the Imo state house of assembly disclosed that a motion has been moved for her to become the face of the state, adding that a road be named after her so that it will always be in history that one of their own won the prestigious Miss Nigeria crown to serve as an inspiration to other younger girls in the state as well as the unborn.
Alongside the adopted motion for her to be the face of Imo and naming a popular road in Owerri after her, Akudo was also presented a cash gift of N500,000. See new photos of her below:

HURRAY!! Olamide Get New Guinness Deal!

Posted: 24 Oct 2013 06:31 AM PDT

    


 
Don't Forget Davido Also got the same Deal If you Missed it Click HERE  
Congrats to you too!!

Genevieve Nnaji down with Flu in London!

Posted: 24 Oct 2013 06:01 AM PDT

 

Following her encounter with Flu Movie star, Genevieve Nnaji, was unable to register her presence at the premier of the Much anticipated "half of a yellow sun movie"  in the London Film Festival premiere, Odeon West End, last weekend.
The director of the movie, Biyi Bandele, disclosed this on his Facebook page hours ago to express how much they missed the movie star, Genevieve at the premiere. 

See what he posted below:
"Just got back from the BFI London Film Festival European premiere of Half of a Yellow Sun at the Odeon West End. Humbled and moved by the rapturous reception the audience gave it. It was also great to see the hardest working actor on our hemisphere, Chiwetel Ejiofor, and the great John Boyega, and the amazing Babou Ceesay, and the one and only Onyeka Onwenu. And Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, of course. Without whom... We missed Thandie, who is on location in Vancouver. We missed Genevieve, who flew in for the premiere and promptly went down with a flu (mind yourself o, London weather). What a night though. What a night."


Genevieve played "Ms Adebayo" in the highly anticipated movie!

Nollywood actress sues AIT for N5m!

Posted: 24 Oct 2013 05:37 AM PDT

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Nollywood actress and producer, Queen Temitope Oluwa has has instituted a legal suit against Raymond Dokpesi owned Africa Independent Television, AIT, over the airing of one of her flicks, Atupa Emi.
The Saratu star filed a legal case with the help of her attorney, M.A Bashua & Co. suing the television company to the tune of N5million.
When contacted, Queen said, "I don't have much to say but I have instituted a legal case against AIT over an infringement on my rights as a citizen and as the copyright owner of Atupa Emi, which is illegally been aired on their medium."
In a letter served the management of AIT, Queen is demanding the whopping sum of money as a fee for breaching of her intellectual property rights to the flick, Atupa Emi.
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