Daily as I live this beautiful life of mine, one gets to hear the most obscene things which keeps me wondering if I am even meant for this planet at all or its just simply a planet with different species within the human beings. I think scientists needs to divert their attention from looking for whatever outside this planet earth to carrying out experiments on how many species of human there is. Don’t give me the ‘we are all human being’ talk abeg. I am different. I am probably from a higher specie or maybe lower, who cares? Just name us biko!

How do I share this amebo with you all sef?…ok, just be very attentive.

I am very horrible with make-up. (Pause, don’t add me somewhere below beyonce on that list, that will be a contrasting case, I mean I don’t know how to apply makeup)

Ok, I meant two things though.

1. I don’t like make-up, they are just too heavy and time consuming.
2. I don’t know how to apply them (I am learning though, not in a school o! learning on my face! Atleast I have to learn for packaging sake and to snap more IG pictures…hehehe abi wetin remain? Abegi!)

I have this friend whom I am very proud of right now, she runs her own make-up thingy which she has called ‘Mirrors & Brushes’ (cute name it is). Now, I am not just excited about what she’s doing, I am even more excited that she has chosen something I know she loves doing. That’s one vital key to happiness.

Back to the gist

This sweet friend of mine (Ebere) takes it upon herself to carry my make-up-less life matter on her head just as much as Banke (another sweet friend of mine) does. Their wahala plenty sef. Shebi they said, when you have a friend, you find out what he or she likes/dislikes then you accept them for who they are ba? Not my own friends o. Chineke le kwa anya!

This faithful Tuesday evening, on one of my visits to her place accompanied by another wahala friend (Dhoney), Ebere decides to touch my eyebrow (ofcourse we know that led to more make-up even though I made sure it wasn’t serious), I accepted, what can a ‘sisteh’ lose?

You know how we ladies always joke around and have something to talk about, plenty laughter and all? Yes! The make-up section was fun until we started talking about eyebrows, doing them right & wrong, and what to use and what not. That was when the gist came o.

Apparently, she got a job to handle the make-up section of a wedding. She was done with the bride, it was then turn for the bridal ladies. Job was going smoothly until one girl who obviously likes good thing but won’t allow processes to get them came around. Don’t worry you will understand.

The said girl, sat down on the position and started with….

‘Sister, please I love the eyebrow you made for the other lady, make sure mine is exactly like hers’

Ebere – No problem dear, just relax

‘Ok’

Ebere reaches out for her blade to shape the eyebrow in other to get a good eyebrow out of the busy eyebrow. Our dear girl jumped up.

‘Sister, no no no no, don’t use blade on my eyebrow, I don’t want it.

Ebere – why? Don’t worry it won’t hurt. I just need it to make your eyebrow finer. You would even be able to step out without the use an extra eyeliner when I am done.

‘No, that’s not the issue, I don’t touch my eyebrow, I am keeping it for my husband.’

Room freezes!!!

Attention diverted to them

I can hear Dhoney’s laughter and could see myself rolling on the floor. Don’t ask me how I got there, it was uncontrollable.

Please please please, I have heard people say they are keeping their virginity for their husband. Awesome! That would definitely not get me rolling

But

I am keeping it for my husband – eyebrow?

Dead!

Now I ask you the same question ‘Dhoney’ asked me, what are you keeping for your husband?