[STORY] Confidence is the best accessory. Forget the outfit—wear the vibe

Last weekend, I attended a fashion networking event in Lekki, the kind where influencers, designers, and beauty brand reps show up in their boldest outfits to prove they belong in the fashion scene.

I stood in front of my mirror for almost two hours, trying to decide what to wear. My wardrobe looked like a battlefield—heels scattered, makeup brushes rolling around, and three different dresses lying on the bed.

“I can’t pull this off,” I whispered to myself.

But then I remembered something my best friend once said: “Confidence is the best accessory. Forget the outfit—wear the vibe.”

So, I picked a silky emerald-green slip dress, styled it with chunky gold hoops, minimal makeup, and a bold red lip that screamed fearless.

When I arrived at the venue, the atmosphere was electric—ring lights flashing, perfumes blending in the air, and people striking poses like every corner was a runway.

One lady brushed past me in a dazzling sequin gown and whispered, “Your dress is giving old money vibes. Who styled you?”

I laughed. “Just me. I’m my own stylist.”

She smiled. “Girl, you should be doing personal styling. People would pay for this simplicity that still turns heads.”

That compliment gave me the confidence boost I didn’t know I needed.

Halfway through the night, a fashion photographer stopped me.

“Excuse me,” he said, adjusting his lens. “Your look is unique. Not too loud, but effortlessly chic. Mind if I take a shot?”

I nodded nervously, and he clicked away. Flashes filled my eyes, and for the first time, I felt like I belonged in the world of fashion & beauty.

The next morning, I woke up to over 200 messages on Instagram. My picture from the event had gone viral on a fashion blog. The headline read:

“Unknown Girl in Green Dress Steals the Show—The Future of Minimalist Fashion?”

I stared at my phone in disbelief. My DM was filled with questions:

“Where did you buy that dress?”

“What’s your skincare routine?”

“Can you style me for my next event?”

And then came the biggest shock—an email from a popular Nigerian fashion brand offering me a collaboration deal as their style ambassador.

I screamed so loud my neighbor knocked on my door.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

I showed her my phone with trembling hands. “I think my life just changed because of one outfit.”

She grinned and said, “I told you. Fashion isn’t just clothes—it’s a business, a career, and sometimes, a destiny.”

That night, as I reapplied my skincare products in the mirror, I whispered to myself:

“This isn’t just about beauty. This is about creating a story people want to follow. And my story just began.”