Single Ladies:The Lady And The Tramp

"All the single ladies,all my single ladies,all the single ladies....put your hands up...'',ladieees!*wave*I am back.Yes Lady E,your guide in our quest for Mr Put-A-Ring-On-It.

I think as we have been going through this series,we are learning a thing or two about our potentials and ourselves.'Charity begins at home',a cliche saying but I believe that if we take care of ourselves,in terms of personality and grooming,those church bells are not so far-fetched from ringing.(Don't you just love the sound of the word ''ring''?).

Today,we are going to get groomed.If you recall the article where we asked the gentlemen out there what they defined as wifey material.I think we need to clarify this because we just might hit the jackpot,if we take appropriate measures.

We discussed the issue of appearance versus perception,where Mr Put-A-Ring-On-It might have the wrong perception of single lady because she might not meet ''wifey'' expectations.So here is the deal,we do not want to give false impressions but we need to fall into the right category.We are going to separate the lady from the tramp.(Yes I said it).

Lady.Definition:a well groomed woman,with refined mannerisms:and is either from an aristocratic background,or is socialized into this culture.Tramp,now y'all don't want me to go me to go there,but the subtle synonyms are:harlot,prostitute,...and we go on.So,Mr Put-A-Ring-On-It meets single lady in a club,in an LBD. From head to toe what does her outfit shout out,a)Take me home because i am a....,or,b)I am just here to hangout with my girls but I have an 11 o'clock curfew,(self imposed of course).

Yes ladies,hair,dress and make-up are essential.There is a difference between looking like a drag queen and looking like a 'queen'.There is also a difference between dressing sexy and skanky. And then when it comes to manners and public behaviour,please,please,ladies do not open bottle caps with their teeth,(no matter which part of town you come from),ladies do not run even when late, do not shout across the room, or road, do not dance like they have a pole in the middle street,(the pole dancing is for your personal space...personal).I could go on,and on..but you will have to read my full blog.

At the end of the day,ladies,we need to be the type of women that Mr Put-A-Ring-On-It can be intrigued by,and also would want to call,''wife''.So ladies,self assertion,when you are in public,what you post on your social media pages, what are you portraying? The lady or the tramp?

*Beyonce wave*Ladies....

P.S: Always write your own love story.

Ciao!

Lady E

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