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The big fat Greek Wedding



I just got back from Thessaloniki, Greece, one of my closest friends, Lizz Njagah was getting married to the love of her life, Alexandros Konstantaras, I was their maid of honor, and my girl Imani was a flower girl. (that's us behind the couple) :-)

It was one of the most beautiful weddings I have ever attended. Small, simple, full of love (and amazing Greek food, drinks and dancing)

Our friendship has grown over the years, we have seen each other grow, in our careers and life in general. What I have always admired about Lizz is her energy about life, her passion about acting, She never stopped pursuing it, even when many people asked her to find a "real job". She is currently on MNET's Tinsel playing Tare and has acted in several theatre productions and is now firmly entering the world of film, having recently filmed The reun of Lazarus in Greece, with her husband Alex, as well as Pearl of Africa, whose preview was shown at Cannes this year.

Time flies! It seems like yesterday when she called to say she'd met someone at Jitu films who asked her out for coffee.

The rest as they say is history.

Keep up with Lizz on her website as well as Tinsel on Mnet.

Here's wishing Lizz and Alex Konstataras a wonderful life together!
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  1. chalasahJuly 9, 2012 at 11:05 AM

    Is this Lizz the actress?

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  2. tJuly 19, 2012 at 8:23 PM

    Nice! Liked the wedding photos on bellanaija.com too. Came to your blog on bankelele's recommendation. Small world, eh?

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  3. Terryanne ChebetJuly 20, 2012 at 12:57 AM

    Thanks T! Mixed bag here though, apart from business I also use this space to share tidbits about my life...Dan, yes! She is the actress, thanks for dropping by!

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  4. chalasahJuly 26, 2012 at 9:22 AM

    Anytym nice blog it is....

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