Monday, March 22, 2010

Give me the simple fellas, please.

For some mysterious reason or the other, most of the guys I have had dealings with (mostly of the platonic variety and especially in an official capacity) in recent times, have come across as infantile and highly annoying.

The first one started 'stroking' me (throwing jabs, yabbing, 'playfully' insulting, casting aspersions on my person in a jocular way, undermining my personality in such a way as to invoke laughter in others and a heady sense of revenge in me...) for no absolute reason except to probably prove how witty (and irritating) he is. I mean the guy was not even fine enough or cool enough to pull it off in a charming way. He wore an opened-necked shirt that showed off his hairy chest (hairy, not in the he-man sense but hairy as to give you an image of ants crawling over a surface, eeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!!)

With the second guy, it was his accent and his penchant for saying 'Comprende' at every possible moment and in a very annoying nasal Nigerian pseudo-American accent. I felt like bashing his head in after a while mostly because he was also highly condescending.

The third and I hope final guy came in with this air of how important he is. Apparently, he was recruited from the UK for this his job. So he sits on the edge of his seat like he is itching for an opportunity to throw that into a conversation.

I hate it when guys feel like they have to go into a war of wits with a girl just because she comes across as intelligent. It gives me too many things to work through so that in the end all I want to do is just walk away. Life is already complicated enough as it is, I don't have to deal with your ego issues as an added complication.

I would really like to put it out there: if I am saying things that sounds too complex coming out out my mouth and does not fit with any prior dumb image you had of me, please note that I am not consciously throwing down the gauntlet.

Can't we have a simple conversation where we are both not trying to prove how really unintelligent we are by allowing ourselves be drawn into a silly war of wits for our friends amusement at our stupidity and joblessness?

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Why I love Lady Gaga. A short essay by Tresor Lekado

I love Lady Gaga because she is original, wild and eccentric.
She has come out with her own style and though the press often loves comparing her to Madonna, she beats Madonna hands down in style and MADness. Lady Gaga is GAGA.

The web recently went GAGA on some hat(s) she wore in London. Her whole style totally blows me away.

She is like the white and totally crazy Rhianna.
Rhianna has got style but Gaga has got the attention- just for being herself and not because some guy beat her up in what eventually became a publicity stunt to market her latest album.

Lady G declares herself Bi (like seriously what does that mean? And this is where I draw the Loveline.) but now celibate.

I am celibate too...

BTW I love GAGA songs. I can't seem to get Paparazzi out of humming range.

How unu dey na?
Satday is the alterego's betday. hmmm...

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