06/09/2025
"She Insulted the Tailor for Delaying Her Cloth—Now Zip Tore at the Party!"
“From slay to safety pin in one dance move.”
Chidinma had been counting down to her best friend’s wedding for weeks. She wanted to scatter the dance floor and shut down Instagram that Saturday. On Monday, she called her tailor, Aunty Fadeke, to ask about her dress.
Aunty Fadeke calmly said, “My dear, the fabric is delicate, and the lining I ordered hasn’t arrived yet. Just give me till Thursday. I want you to look your best.”
But Chidinma wasn’t having it. She sent a fiery WhatsApp voice note:
“Madam! This is why people don’t like giving tailors cloth. I gave you money two weeks ago! If you cannot sew, close your shop!”
Embarrassed and rushed, Aunty Fadeke decided to stitch the dress quickly. It looked perfect on the outside—bright, tight, shiny, but inside, the seams were crying for mercy.
Saturday finally came. Chidinma entered the hall like a superstar, wig laid, lashes dramatic, dress hugging every curve. Guests whispered, “Wow! Who’s that?” She posed for pictures, posted two reels, and waited for the DJ to drop her jam.
Then it happened. “Cough (Odo)!” filled the speakers. Chidinma screamed, “DJ, increase the volume!” She bent low, one fast whine and… RIIIIIPPPPP!
The zip betrayed her in public. A loud tear echoed louder than the music. Everyone turned. Cameras flashed. A bridesmaid gasped, “Jesus! Is that Chidinma?”
She rushed to the corner, using her gele to cover the damage, but it was too late her slay turned to safety pin emergency.
Patience saves you from public wardrobe disgrace.
Sexton photography