PERFECT BODY

Hey people, how have u been? Yup! It’s that time of the week again where I get to bore y’all with my blog (lol). Well the week kinda dragged on and I didn’t think it was gonna end but thank God it did. The week was also very dry... nothing interesting happened. Oh well, I got a ‘lil some’ing some’ing for you so enjoy!

I know the subject of my mail is kinda puzzling but you know we great writers pick topics that will best describe what we really want to say. I picked this topic because it is related to my life at the moment and I also like the topic ( hope you’ll like it as well). I was not sure I wanted to write on this topic but a friend of mine sent me some pics of some really skinny models and I thot ha… this is it.

What does a perfect body look like? Is it when the person is curvaceous, skinny like the runway models, bootylicious like Beyonce or boobilicious like Jordan? Or is it when the person is extra chubby like Monique from “the Parkers”. To me, all these bodies are perfect in their own way and it all depends on what the beholder wants ( beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder init?).

I have been a little obsessed with my weigth recently ( I can hear y’all saying “ a lil?... a lot is more like it). You see I am “voluptuous” or like my friend will say “hippy” and its been bugging me ( mostly because my mom's friends used to tease me about it). Don’t get me wrong oh, I’m not insecure about my weight but I’m very careful not to go overboard or else I’ll be sitting on a bench to work (… I know it wont get to that point) and y’all be laughing behind my back. I have tried a lot of stuff to get me down to a size that is acceptable in society and the latest is wiring my mouth which has worked as I get a lot of compliments ( u know me and compliments…lol). But how necessary is this? Why do we ladies do all we can to change our bodies to be in tune with the demands of society? I mean at one point, I had Beyonce’s poster on my fridge so whenever I feel like snacking on something unhealthy, the picture will put me off (crazy huh? Well, I am crazy). Anyway, I have since realised that I can never be thin like Naomi Campbell, (might be like beyonce if I get a personal trainer and dietician… I’d rather put the money into good use) but I can make myself presentable and society will look at the inner beauty which is more important… lol. But to be candid, I love me!

Big Brother… oh brother. Jeff was evicted on Sunday. I kinda miss him already. Watching him do all those funny sit – ups kept me fit. All I had to do was sit in front of my telly and laugh myself to fitness. Code describes him as “a dead chicken”… lol. Maureen ( remember her? The chick Code wanted to sleep with?) was also up for eviction but Jeff got the booth instead. Now I wish she was evicted because her dignity is at stake! She hasn’t learnt her lesson people, she is still running after “the dog” aka Code. Well, it’s all up to her, she is an adult. Ooooh… I heard the Ghanian guy ( Kwaku) got it on with the Namibian girl ( Meryl) or as Code will say “ they bunked”! I don’t know why I never saw this, I guess I’m not as current as I thot. Well. I’m not gonna miss Max and Lerato’s ( Whenever that is… soon I hope.).

Ok people, I gotta go. I cant wait for Friday for two reasons, my brother is going back to school ( don’t have to spend money anymore) and Friday is just my favourite day of the week. Have a good week and stay beautiful whether you are skinny or voluptuous ( just don’t go overboard.)

Ciao!