“Oga driver, your bus has torn my trouser.” That is one phrase every Lagosian dread ever having to utter.
If you ever hear someone say this, just know the rest of their day has been thrown off its rails.
It all began when my mother got me a denim top and trousers. That became my favorite cloth. If anyone asks me to go get dressed to go out, you can bank on the fact that I’m emerging from the room dressed in denim.