Amal

By now you guys know how much I love weddings.

Imagine how its just today that I have actually taken the time to peruse the  almightly Amal (now) clooney.

I think she is so bad ass.

The end.

I really think women should wait till they are a bit older to get married.

Get all that hoe-ness out of your system

Or whatever it is one needs to do.

Amal is sofa-king gorge.

Look at her legs.

Also her sunglass game is 100. 

I dunno but seems Mr Clooney is the utltimate winner here.

Where did she meet him; and more importantly, how did he convince her to marry him.

Because Look this woman is so bad-ass; I know he begged for her hand.

I mean look at her legs.

Anyways I wish them both happiness and badassness. all around.

I really like Amal; I mean I do not know her, but it is always nice to see when someone not in the industry in anyway- some how swoops in and slays all y'all models and co.

Anyways; one last time for the road

Look at her legs you guys.

PERFECTION.

Finally. she is such a fashion killer. 

I do not think she has a stylist but even if she does- 100 points for no bad days.

And her features are so fiercely lebanese.

I love that. 

Clearly I am obsessed with her.

Anyway enough about Amal; IT IS SCORPIO SEASON! * sting sting sting*

While I do not take this horoscope shit serious- I love how scorpio's are allegedly so bad ass.

Moodly. deeply emotional, passion filled and the best sex you would ever have.

Basically everything I am not.

Still I love the scorpio PR.

Anyways back to work. xoxo

ps: One more shot of Amal for the road...

Look at perfection. *sigh* a white pant suit is the answer to all my problems right now.

On sexes

When my mother was pregnant for me,
She wanted a boy.

So much that in faith, she stocked up on baby boy clothes.

Fastforward to when I was born a girl- she then put me in these clothes for a while [ probably till I outgrew them].

Till date I have stories from uncles [ who must think the stories are cute] who remind me how in 1990, they came to my house and asked my mother [ because I apprently got my ears pierced late and was always in boy clothes] if I was a boy. To which I would petulantly retort- I am a girlllll.


I feel like God might have answered my mother's prayers on a level.

Sometimes, I think I am supposed to be male. because apparently- I have an Ego to match.

Among other things.

Including but not limited to

- My fierce ambition and my need to succeed.

- My "supposed' inability to forgive and forget

- the tendency to throw cash at all my "emotional" problems

And my unwillingness in stooping to conquer.

Maybe I came into myself late or I suffer from an acute case of middle child syndrome BUT I can not be the only one who finds it strange that the above traits are some how only exclusive to men.

I do not know where the notion of women being forgivers stems from from I kind of missed it in my dna make up as a woman.

I struggle with forgiveness.

I hate unambitious people AND I hate people who have a problem with cash being a solution.

Look,

In trying to understand my make up, I checked my horoscope.

Viola!
All my masculine traits apparently stem from the fact that I am a scorpio.

Except- I do not really think I am an immensely jealous lover. or that I am emotionally intense with  etc etc.

Read the rest here

I was not satsified as so I probed deeper.

The chinese horoscope makes use of your birth date, month and year.

I would not even bother but they were quite similar.  read here too

So after much contemplation. Maybe I am a man stuck in a woman's body?

Or maybe I am just someone who runs a tight ship in control of her destiny?

OR maybe I am every woman, who is yet to learn how to employ coy-ness in their everyday dealings?

I do not know, and honestly I am tired of people talking about my ego.

After all, I am hardly Kanye West.