Thank You King B!

I got a seriously awesome birthday prezzie yesterday, my Big Sister in my mind, Beyonce, premiered the video of 'Best Thing I Never Had'.

Don't be alarmed, I'm not delusional but again, in my mind, Beyonce released this video as a gift to me. Yes my mind is a weird and wonderful place.

I know I'm being flagellated daily for my obsession with Bey, but I have to gush again, she is sooooo beautiful. This video is more paired down, less theatrics, so simple. Her figure is bananas, her face is the business.....

*sigh*

If I come back as Beyonce in a next life I won't even be mad.

I was hoping the husband at the end would have been Jay Z but I guess he's too much of a boss for that plus its their privacy about their relationship that's kept it going so long.

Enjoy, my Beyonce Giiselle Knowles delivers every single time, the woman has never let me down.

p.s. pictures from The Birthday going up as soon as I can find the camera usb....and yes it was awesome.





Love and light xx

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MISS TWP

Happy birthday to me!!!!! Its the new face of 26 yo, 80's babies RAAHHH!

Motivation

Another awesome post by my increasingly not so anti-Daks male contributor. Enjoy!

boy meets girl

boy immediately starts crushing on girl with a wanton craving

girl happens to be nice, sweet, stable

but the pulsing glow of boy’s love awakens a hunger in girl that she is unfamiliar with

she is desired. she is wanted

she slowly awakens to her power and control over boy

it is like a drug.

to her it is like ecstasy mixed with viagra.

A heady brew. An assault on the senses.

And the boy is completely unaware of the monster he has created.

But there is still time to tame the beast…but he doesn’t know that.

Instead he continues to feed the hunger.

He shuns his friends.

He is at her beck and call.

Reminding her daily, hourly, by the minute how he feels about her and how much he wants to have her.

Own her.

The problem with this is of course she not only wants more adulation, but one day very suddenly, the sweet libations pouring from his lips will no longer slake her thirst

She needs more.

Her need can only be satisfied by more men.

Different men.

Especially men that are not…him

Suddenly he is alone

and his love/lust/infatuation will eat him up inside like a cancer.

He will lose his innocence. He will hate her.

His feelings will harden into cold resolve.

He is now a bad boy.

One fully equipped to tame the beast.

rewind

boy meets girl

he really likes her but he does nothing to show it.

He is charming. He is witty.

He is a gentleman

He dates her, but dates other girls at the same time.

He keeps her at arms length until she learns to appreciate him

He doesn’t abandon his friends.

Girl sees a man who is confident yet aloof.

One that she cannot figure out.

She must know what he is thinking.

She has to know where she stands with him…

Is it love? Lust? Infatuation?

Oh she must know!

And so she tries to keep him.

Tries to wow him.

All those other girls whores must defeated.

She will show him that she’s better.

She will make him want her.

And when he finally does, she will be in control of him

He will be hers.

She must be victorious.

This is her motivation

The only problem with that is…this time…he knows.

p.s. Seeing as I got so many enquiries about this dude's identity after his last post; Date Night; I'm thinking a Giveaway centred around him, but a different kind of Giveaway.......I'm thinking a date.

With him....

I will consult the man himself on the technicalities, but let me know if you guys are receptive to the idea. If its a go it will have to be open to only people who live in Lagos as that is the domicile of my dear friend.

Love and light xxx

p.s. again. Birthday on the 7th! Yay!

Date Night

So in my last post I mentioned that I was going to be posting a guest blog from the mystery male voice of Third World Profashional. In a surprising twist my darling male contributor has written a post which compliments, me unlike his previous Daks bashing posts which included gems such as "What A Guy Wants Pt 2" and "Pigs Have Feelings Too".

The post he wrote below is based on a similar post by Madphury called "Tall Glass Of Water"

She: I'm wearing my new six inch heels tonight…

Him: uh-huh

She: I feel like knocking ‘em dead tonight

Him: mmhmm

She: Are you even listening to me?

Him: Yes I am

She: No you’re not!

Him: Sigh

She: You’re just mad because I’m going to be taller than you tonight.

He walks out of the closet, leans against the doorjamb and crosses his hands across his chest

Him: You know I don’t mind when you’re taller than me. I bought you those heels remember?

She: Oh. Yeah.

Him: Hard to have a conversation when you’re in your closet and I'm in mine.

She: Whatever

He turns around and walks back in the closet, and he misses the entrance she makes.

She has on a short number tonight.

Red.

Clingy.

Hot.

Showing yards of leg that end in $2,000 louboutins.

Her feet look like they’re on fire.

She: Where did you go?

Him: I’m getting dressed

She: Well im ready

Him: Good for you

She: come Look at my outfit!!

Him: I will. When im dressed.

She: You suck.

Him: ….

She: You’d better pay more attention to me at the party.

Him: I have no intention of paying any attention to you.

She: So you’re just going to stand next to me and ignore me?

Him: I'm not going to be next to you

She: WHAT?! I knew it! You DO hate it when im taller than you!

He walks out again. Stops in the doorway.

He starts at her feet and boldly rakes his eyes all over her body. There’s a gleam in his eyes…

Her mouth goes dry. She knows that look.

Him: You know how guys like to park their Ferraris in the middle of the parking lot so people can gawk at them in amazement?

She: Yeah. I guess.

He steps towards her

Him: and you know that every man…every woman…everybody is going to be staring at you at that party right?

She swallows…WHY is he coming closer?

She: Maybe

Him: No maybes. That dress, those shoes. Your hair.

Her hand goes up to touch her hair

She: But I haven’t brus…

Him: No. leave it. You look like an amazon.

He stops in front of her.

Him: You want to know the best part?

She nods.

Him: They’ll all be staring at you, warrior goddess that you are

They will want you.

They will try to get you

I won’t say a word.

I won’t even try to stop them.

Because like that Ferrari, you are MINE

And I will be the only one in that room that knows you’re going home with me.

She’s looking in his eyes now. She can’t look away.

Him: Is that new lipstick too?

She: Uh-uh

Him: MAC?

She nods.

Him: Well you’re gonna need another coat…I’m about to spoil this one.

I think tall women are more confident than their shorter versions.

Does it come from looking down on most people daily?

I dunno.

My guess is that experience taught them quite a bit.

Imagine the tall gangly teenager…

Probably got mocked in high school…

Ignored by intimidated boys who hadn’t hit their growth spurts yet.

I imagine a layer of thick skin stretching to cover that frame.

Then the hormones kick in.

hips. breasts. A nicely filled figure.

And then what was once gawky awkwardness turns into a brazen disregard for modesty and humility.

The fearless warrior princess who doesn’t know fear.

Imagine the college/university experience.

Maybe those high-school boys she grew up with can keep up. But they probably can’t.

So it’s the older men who notice, who are tall enough, manly enough, brave enough to catch her eye and keep her interest.

She suddenly realizes her power, her beauty and laughs with glee.

Yet there are still fools that look upon such a goddess and complain bitterly because she is beyond their grasp. Comprehension. Arm’s reach.

Fools.

End Of The Weekend

Seeing as I hardly ever pout and i refuse to carry last, here it is, me pouting for Imo State...mwah!

Lol.

Today I received one of my birthday presents to myself.....drumroll please..............

4!!!!!!!!

And not just any old "4", the deluxe version with 2 cd's and 6 extra songs. I hardly buy music, I know this is terrible because I listen to music a lot but I always think why buy something that you can get for free, no? But with the artistes that are near and dear to my heart I like to ensure that their money gets to them, so even though I'd downloaded the entire album weeks ago and know all my favourite songs by heart, I still pre-ordered it from Amazon, for my darling Beyonce, its Number 1 or bust. The only other album I've bought this year is Chris Brown's "Fame", which is another absolute cracker, great records after the other.

The best song on "4' is "Party", that song is an absolute jam, seeing as Kanye Wes co-wrote it I'm not surprised, "Best i Never Had" is pretty great too, and "Start Over".

Happy birthday in advance to me!

I've been on a bit of a blogging spree, which is very unlike me. In the old days i used to go weeks without updating, months even, but now I update at least twice a week. I attribute this to the fact that I have oodles of free time now, when I first started blogging I was in Law School and had classes five days a week plus the horrors of the Bar exam to look forward to, plus dealing with crap Bwari internet. After that I was working in a Law Firm and battling with traffic, going to court, nutty clients and crap Lagos internet. Fast forward to 2011 and I have classes twice a week, no siblings to look after, no more traffic, 24/7 electricity and phenomenal internet....what else can I do but blog?

Had brunch on Sunday with my harem at a spot called Caravan, which turned out to be a very trendy and popular place for brunch, so trendy that we couldn't get a table for over an hour. The wait was well worth it though because the food was pretty awesome.

You know wherever there's food there you shall find TWP, steadily eating my way across the United Kingdom.

Tried to do a typical "blogger" pose and failed misereably, think I'll just stick to my signature hands on hips with a smile stance. Why fix it when it aint broke?

Bugo Trying to hide the twins with that scarf, I see you.......

Remz Who just confessed that she would not be around on my birthday, I know I told you its alright but I'm PISSED dammnit!

My love Mrs. O and her sister Kiana

Mrs. O's "converted" Louis Vuitton clutch. I say converted because it actually used to be her father's man-bag which she appropriated and removed the strap, turning it into a clutch. when I first saw it I was like Ediri has done it again, trust her to have an LV Monogram Canvas clutch I'd never seen (Diri stays fabulous for real), then she revealed that its actually a man-bag. I was tres impressed, the picture doesn't even do it justice, it totally stands out.

Ingenious.

All in all I had a fun weekend, renewed all my long distance friendships, saw people I hadn't seen since secondary school, ate good food (of course)........good times.

I really think I should go on some sort of hiatus....or then again maybe not, I have a couple of guest blogs from my resident Man Blogger/Daks Basher that I'll be posting in a few days, so it will be less pictures and more words (did I hear sighs of relief?).

Till then...

Love and light xxx