I’m dying, I am poisoned! … Hmm you’re lost? Understandable… Let me tell you what has happened. Today I saw this yellow pudding like thing in the kitchen, so I assumed it was just vanilla pudding. I took a spoon, plunged in it and started licking it. At that moment I realized it was no pudding at all but gross avocado liquor. I drank almost a full bottle of water to get rid of that horrible taste in my mouth but it just didn’t want to go away. Puke! Absolutely gross!
I once made a promise that I would not talk about black men and how much adoration I had towards them because some say it made me look like I loved every guy as long as he was black. Because that was not true and because I also wanted to prove it was not true, I decided to minimize the share of black men in my blog entries. I already broke that promise last time with the part of The Nude Book, and today I am going to break that some promise yet again. But understand that there is a difference: I do not like every black man on this planet, only very few actually, but I do like watching a fine black man. Does that make it a sin? Lust can be a sin, but there is no lust involved in this. Lust is when you desire the body you see, tempted to touch it and do certain things with it. That is not what I am about, when I see a picture of a gorgeous looking man, I look at it with the idea in mind that he looks beautiful, but never with the idea that I like him over his body or over the fact he is black. This is probably something very difficult, or almost impossible to understand for many men because they often have a different look at beauty and beautiful things. So screw all the preconceptions people might have when they read this but I like watching beautiful things and that includes gorgeous men but also young horse playing in the spring sun or cute little puppies!
Where was I? Oh yes breaking the promise! Well I found this one blog that gave me some serious inspiration about certain things! Get your mind out of the gutter Lolu, I am a good girl and I’ve always been. But what I was thinking was that I should make this “hunk of the month” competition! Everyone knows that, to me, the stereotype of the perfect male (just the looks, not based on personality) is Tyson Beckford. Because I don’t want to fall into stereotypes nor do I want to be predictable, I will not nominate Mr. Beckford for hunk of the month, but instead I will go for … Mathieu Edward. He is a French singer who was the runner up in Star Academy 7 and released his first album last year that was a nice mixture of up-tempo R&B and more soulful ballads. What I like about this guy are, beside the voice, his eyes. They got a special shape that makes them both rare and mysterious.
In exactly one month, I turn 21. Geez, am I getting that old already? It seemed only yesterday that I was rocking my diapers and now I am already getting my first wrinkles and grey hair. Sniff sniff, cry cry. I don’t want to get older anymore. I hope they soon find a spell for eternal youth. Joking, or not…
I once made a promise that I would not talk about black men and how much adoration I had towards them because some say it made me look like I loved every guy as long as he was black. Because that was not true and because I also wanted to prove it was not true, I decided to minimize the share of black men in my blog entries. I already broke that promise last time with the part of The Nude Book, and today I am going to break that some promise yet again. But understand that there is a difference: I do not like every black man on this planet, only very few actually, but I do like watching a fine black man. Does that make it a sin? Lust can be a sin, but there is no lust involved in this. Lust is when you desire the body you see, tempted to touch it and do certain things with it. That is not what I am about, when I see a picture of a gorgeous looking man, I look at it with the idea in mind that he looks beautiful, but never with the idea that I like him over his body or over the fact he is black. This is probably something very difficult, or almost impossible to understand for many men because they often have a different look at beauty and beautiful things. So screw all the preconceptions people might have when they read this but I like watching beautiful things and that includes gorgeous men but also young horse playing in the spring sun or cute little puppies!
Where was I? Oh yes breaking the promise! Well I found this one blog that gave me some serious inspiration about certain things! Get your mind out of the gutter Lolu, I am a good girl and I’ve always been. But what I was thinking was that I should make this “hunk of the month” competition! Everyone knows that, to me, the stereotype of the perfect male (just the looks, not based on personality) is Tyson Beckford. Because I don’t want to fall into stereotypes nor do I want to be predictable, I will not nominate Mr. Beckford for hunk of the month, but instead I will go for … Mathieu Edward. He is a French singer who was the runner up in Star Academy 7 and released his first album last year that was a nice mixture of up-tempo R&B and more soulful ballads. What I like about this guy are, beside the voice, his eyes. They got a special shape that makes them both rare and mysterious.
In exactly one month, I turn 21. Geez, am I getting that old already? It seemed only yesterday that I was rocking my diapers and now I am already getting my first wrinkles and grey hair. Sniff sniff, cry cry. I don’t want to get older anymore. I hope they soon find a spell for eternal youth. Joking, or not…
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