okay so i rolled out of bed this morning,think it was the call i got from him last night or the dinner or maybe the work load on my table that kept dinging in my subconscious mind, really am not so sure which it was but i hardly slept in the five (5) little hours i had to myself...anyway i stagger to the bathroom,(i need to let one out)...took a glass full of water(morning routine) and did my thing in my little white bowl(u know what i mean)...so i take a warm bath,still unsure of what to wear to work, my only hope is my six year old cousin who is my second eye and mirror...trust me she scored well on my Saturday Polham polo dress,i looked stunning, so am guessing i would do with her services today as well...considering i was running out of clothes and all...anyway she picked out this peach wrap-round 'ruffle top' (i will tell you what, my mum got me the top and i have not gotten around to wearing it and i said hey, why not try it)and so i slip into this top and a black office pant and i turn to stare at the mirror and i felt lik i was a ballerina...to me the top felt and looked funny but because i didn't want to hurt my baby's feelings so i decide to wear it and i splashed on this pretentious smile and act like i really loved it...i put on a mix-match of my usual male cologne(to boost my already deflated confidence) and bounced out into the street...while i solo-walked to the bus stop to get a ride to work...dis sleek black(newly-bought) Honda Discussion Continues parks right in-front of me and i cling unto my phone like i had been asked for it,den suddenly this dark, tall, handsome young man steps out of the car with a Colgate smile and says 'please don't be scared' and am like 'okay i wont be' (for my mind, no be me dey there) so he says 'i couldn't help but love your top so i said to stop and tell you for real' and he walks back into his car and smiles and while waving he says, 'hope to see you on this road tomorrow again' ...
okay i felt like a little child who had been given a candy n immediately i regained my deflated confidence and got a ride to work...when i walked into the office, the first comment i got about my top was 'onyi, did you sleep at home?' and 'if you did why didn't you irony your top'... even when i tried to explain they still said i should i ironed my top...it was only two people who realised that a ruffle top doesn't need ironing and even if you iron it,it would never straighten...in as much as the comments people made, almost got to me but i thought about the young man and i felt better,,,no one has the right to make me feel bad except me...
fashion is a fast forward thing, i believe am one of the few people who dare to wear something different, and here is a few good home truths, confidence comes from within, so ladies before you get dressed tomorrow morning, please search for the best of clothes and if you cant find one please put on a sexy and good lingerie...trust me they give you wings like red bull...and please please give someone a compliment no matter how awful you think she looks, you can never tell if that's all she needs to get by...
I wore my 'ruffle top' which i felt and thought was funny on me and looked liked a ballerina but scored a cute guy and a wonderful comment, trust me...every woman needs to be appreciated...if i could do it with my lovely body and funny peach 'ruffle top' which turned out to be beautiful on me and made me have a wonderful day...you too can do it...lots of smile... a typical day in the life of boring me...lol
lots of love like always Onyi
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