Obssessions…and Costumes

Of late, there has been so much talk on radio about phones and why a hubby or wife (mostly hubby) has a million codes on it to prevent the wife snooping on it.

I mean, WTFH is wrong with humans? Why are you so hell bent on wanting to know the contents of your better half’s phone. If you have a hunch that he/she is cheating on you, then they prolly is, so quit with the Nancy Drew biz and learn/try to live with it.

Whenever my art high school teacher was on duty, he used to say this during parade, “Don’t trouble trouble before trouble troubles you” – when you go looking for trouble, you sure as hell will find it…in a bad way, might I add.

Whoa! Wait a minute. Don’t get it twisted. I am not advocating for men and women to go on a cheating spree and hiding their 10 phones from their significant others – with a million codes…neither am I encouraging anyone to be a Derrick on the case…be a little civil. Sometimes, someone’s own guilt will out the secret. They may tell you about it. But then again, this is not a guarantee. Nothing in life is guaranteed anyway.

Now, I am fully aware that we are living in very dangerous times. There’s the AIDS scourge and one cannot be careful enough…and that’s one valid reason to be on your significant other’s phone trying to sass out who they are waltzing with.

Secondly, there is the issue of planned attacks on spouses and their families of origin or their new families. I once heard of a story where a woman who was being divorced actually hired people to call and threaten her ex-husband in the dead of night.

So, please check yourselves on the obsession with other peoples’ phones. If it was a community phone, he/she would definitely let you use it.

I may be speaking out of ignorance, but I think people need to style up a bit. This is the 21st, almost 22nd Century.

Then we jump into the talk about costumes.

There are costumes for swimming, riding bikes, skating, bungee jumping…and pole dancing. I guess you didn’t see that coming.

Now, Kenya, and Nairobi in particular, is known the world over for having a reputation. Imitating anything and everything…from music videos, pimp my rides and celebrity homes shows.

Can’t we be original…just for once. Okay, China takes the trophy for imitations (they now run the world economy).

The first time I saw platform heels, it was when some lady musician (I forget her name), was doing the song, ‘One step at a time’.

Wacha when the shoes hit the stalls in the Kenyan market. I cannot believe, for the love of heels and all those beautiful legs that adorn a different kind of stylish heels, that women in Nairobi are now donning those shoes to work…and college. Ok, college girls can be forgiven, it’s a stage and they want to look trendy. The most painful thing (to the eye), is that they come in all the rainbow colours.

I see those costume shoes in movies where there is a strip club scene and ladies are working the poles like crazy. Next is on music videos, just to spice up the videos. On a normal day, those ladies don’t wear those shoes.

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