I’ve done speed networking thrice. Note, this is absolutely different from speed dating. That’s a no-no for me and in the same category is blind-dating.  In my hemisphere relationships are special and need to take their natural course, when you  are not looking they find you. Ok, back to speed networking. The first time was when I was out of …

WhatsApp has become a necessary evil. I’m in a couple of groups.  Some are very interesting,  some very nondescript, others not so relevant while some I ‘left’ every other time, and they keep on adding me back. One extended family group was becoming annoying and after finding 300 messages and 20 random pictures one evening I ‘left’. I was added …

My activist friend invites me for an event to support her course. It’s the second time round and I don’t think missing is in the best of my interests. I hate being known as that girl who never keeps her promises. I arrive ten minutes into the program. They’re a handful of people and I spot some girlfriends. With them …

It’s a lovely weekday evening. After a long day I want to be a couch potato and have some peppermint tea. My German friend who’s working for an international agency wants to drag me to this forum where she meets with expatriates who live and work in Nairobi. She calls. “Alicia, you know I hate being late…” “Relax. I’m looking …

My perspective lately is that networking is simply cracking the seven degrees of separation code.  And I’m not talking about the song by the rock band The Script. I missed an event last month, so this time round my antennas were alert. You only have to keep your ear on the ground and the invites will astound you – right, …

So I made a pact with self that 2016 is going to be that year that I wear my networking skirts, dresses, stockings and heels in the quest to get more business. I added onto my Vision Board a picture lifted from one of my many WhatsApp groups with a lady in fancy bootstrap heels and a skirt suit that …