Meet Onika
There are no words to encapuslate my persona...but considering that this is my introduction I will try.
I am a chocoholic, sex-o-matic-venus-freak (yes dammit I said it), urban bushwoman in my own right, I figure I can do the hairy legs scene but I need my eyebrows waxed every two weeks. I love men but in the midst of all the buddy-boy-friend drama that most of them come equipped with I have chosen to categorize them solely based on their buddy merit rather than their boyfriend standards.
I am definitely not a workaholic. I no longer subscribe to the diligent, studious outlook on life but have resigned myself to a more relaxed, easygoing view...I don't get paid enough to be too serious about myself.
I am West Indian, Trinidadian to be specific, NOT TO BE CONFUSED with all the other islands or any other "ian" out there. But I will save the distinctions for another time, another blog.
I am currently single, a word I use loosely...shhhhh! don't let on.
Anyway...enough said let's get started.
I am a chocoholic, sex-o-matic-venus-freak (yes dammit I said it), urban bushwoman in my own right, I figure I can do the hairy legs scene but I need my eyebrows waxed every two weeks. I love men but in the midst of all the buddy-boy-friend drama that most of them come equipped with I have chosen to categorize them solely based on their buddy merit rather than their boyfriend standards.
I am definitely not a workaholic. I no longer subscribe to the diligent, studious outlook on life but have resigned myself to a more relaxed, easygoing view...I don't get paid enough to be too serious about myself.
I am West Indian, Trinidadian to be specific, NOT TO BE CONFUSED with all the other islands or any other "ian" out there. But I will save the distinctions for another time, another blog.
I am currently single, a word I use loosely...shhhhh! don't let on.
Anyway...enough said let's get started.
Somewhere out there exists an oasis of men. You know a spot where all the fine ass brothers congregate. You know the ones that have jobs, no women on the side, all their teeth and no children. The brothers (I mean all men, not just black men) that look good in boxers, briefs and commando! They are all waiting for us to find them. This is the story of two women and their pilgrimage to MAN MECCA.
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