New Money

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On the subject of moving from being a broke girl to being a rich queen,it kind of makes me wonder if I will ever change when the money rolls in?I mean with money comes new 'friends',(fake ones on top of that),new acquired tastes in clothing,hangout places,eating habits,actually a person's whole lifestyle changes.

Will I become pompous and arrogant towards those people who were with me during my journey to the top?Hmm.Will I behave like a 'new money' a.k.a munhu anovhunduka magetsi.A new money by definition is an individual who joins the social upper class elite by virtue of acquiring wealth in life via work e.g business,fame or by marriage,or inheritance.

*Sigh*I do not like new monies.I am not bragging,but I am what you call,an old money.I do not really feel the need to share the wealth and fame I was born into.Actually,I am far from being snobbish,or picky,or even arrogant.I was raised,and I am a firm believer in working towards your own wealth,and using your position to help those around you.(Although my grind my not be as hard as others,because of who I am.No pun intended).

New monies.Has anyone noticed how these people like to flaunt their money?"I drive this...I am wearing a label by....I drink what,what...I am friends with who,who..",pssh,whatever.Neiyo swag yakazodiwa.(Swag is actually acronym for secretly we are gay.Tjo!Shame).And how new monies want to teach others the 'good life',(ana "idya keke").And the women!*shaking my head*Have you noticed the behaviour of those women who acquire wealth via marriage,moving from cobra floors to tiled floors,or fitted carpets.Vanhu vanotsvinya vaya."Sisi.Make sure that cupboard yakiwa,because people eat zvisina gauge.Chikafu chinotengwa ichi.",like duh,we thought it was manna from heaven.

Yeah,money can buy everything but class,etiquette,and most definitely,personality.People always forget that stuff can happen in life,so if you treat people with incandescence,they will be watching and waiting for you when the chips are down.(Be good to the people on your way up,because you just might meet them on your way down).It is a shame that even people who have had wealth for a long time also behave like new monies,(e.g the former Mrs Simmons.I love you Kimora,still).But yeah,it is overdone.

I don't know,maybe I will be doing the name dropping,showing people pictures of famous people I know,or their phone numbers,how much I spent on whatever,and I will ignore all my friends,(the real friends).Nah.I have been there,done that,had that.I just want to 'maintain'.I just hope to be able to be in a position of influence to help those around me and change the world,positively.

(Oh,FYI,to those who like to flaunt their whatevers at me,you are pathetic.#justsaying).Crossing the Limpopo is not travelling around the world,and the accent thing,or speaking in another ethnic language,*raised eyebrow*really??.Labels do not matter if you dress like a drag queen,*siren*(fashion crime),you cannot credit yourself for sleeping in a hotel every night,if you do not even own a house,(err,with title deeds in your name),and your name,(no matter how famous),is just a noun like dog,apple,train....so yeah,I personally am not phased.

Real money and power comes from being able to invest in the future,empowering others and always remembering where you came from.Humility comes before honour.

"The Makings Of a Queen"....a good queen.

P.S: Always write your own love story.

Ciao!

Lady E

www.therealladye@blogspot.com

Copyright[c] MPV by Lady E All Rights Reserved 2013

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