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Tips n Tricks for Harmattan

Yes I know, I'm a poem freak but I sure know something about other things. It's that time of the year when we get all covered up because of the weather and for some, that could be a real challenge. Today, I share a few tips and tricks that have helped me weathered the weather.

1. Get a Sweater
Do not get just any sweater. Get one that's fashionable and preferably black. Not only does black attract heat, it's ideal for people who always come in contact with a lot of people as it hides dirt(that is not to say that you should not wash it o). You should also get one that is easily removable incase the weather gets sunny all of a sudden.

2. Get a Lip Balm
Most people shy away from gloss because it smears, the good news is balms don't. Another added advantage is that it is colourless and that makes it suitable for both sexes.

3.Cream the Hair Everyday
This is for ladies. Abandoning you hair wrapped up in a net or scarf can be damaging. It is best to cream the hair everyday to avoid tangling which is encouraged by the cold weather.

4. Get a Moisturising Lotion
Not all beauty creams give the needed moisture during harmattan and this can be challenging. When selecting a lotion, I recommend baby body lotions as they contain more oils.

5. Bath Early
Always bath early in the morning. This gets you prepared for the day. If you do not bath early enough, it will become harder to do so later in the day. You may just end up sleeping yourself away for the rest of the day.

Comments

  1. Unknown12 January 2015 at 18:03

    Thick socks,gloves n bernie hats are also useful
    Also,we shldnt use dis dry season as an excuse to dress shabily
    Always move arnd wif a lil rag or tissue to clean ur shoes bcos dy culd get reli dusty due to d weather.

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