I got “swagga”,
even cobblers notice me.
I went jejely to
have my shoes repaired, Lagos road has done my heels strong thing *
in Banky W’s voice* after “wakaing” the whole Lagos,
all these stiletto heels begin to chip
I entered a cobbler’s
shop on Lagos Island
Cobbler: Hi, pretty
Sykik: *
checks myself in his side mirror* Hi, I want to fix my
shoe heels. It’s chipped
Cobbler: That’s no
problem, do you mind waiting, say about 5 minutes
Sykik: Ok, are you
sure, my Hubby is waiting in the car outside
Cobbler: wow,
damsel, you are married, newlywed right?
Sykik: me, …….newlywed
ke, am talking 7years nearing 8years, abeg…don’t reduce my years of experience
oh
Cobbler: You look
so young and beautiful. You look fresh
Sykik: *blushing*
thank you, I will tell my Hubby, that means he hasn’t overused me
Cobbler: Pretty,
you sure look good
Sykik: Thank you
Cobbler: ehm….
Sykik: I think I
will pick my shoes later, bye-bye
I dashed out and
still glowing, I entered the car and Hubby is wondering why I am smiling like
someone who just won the lottery. I told him my head was swelling from the compliment
I received from the cobbler. Hubby started teasing me that with all my “forming”
and “tushness”, a whole Sykik was admired and toasted by a shoemaker. …..Lol…..see
bad belle…shey na shoemaker abi cobbler.
Hubby just wants to
degrade my admirer…I no gree, mo “priding” gan.