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Cover or Flaunt?


It all used to be about what you were wearing, sadly its now all about what you're not wearing. The Fashion trends today have the angels on high weeping and sighing. Women especially are those at the forefront of this unworthy cause, I mean why expose your body leaving nothing to the imagination? 

One painful aspects where some pot-bellied women wear short tops, exposing their tummies all in the name of fashion..
.what's that?! 
Why are you embarrassing the nation?  These are the people EFCC and LASTMA should be arresting, they're obstructing traffic..,that's by the way. In case you don't know, you cannot attract a real man by dressing provocatively, you will only attract a dog! Yep...u heard me and when he sees someone who exposes more than you, he'll leave you faster than he ran to you. No woman of virtue exposes her body, can you imagine Ngozi Okonjo Iweala or Chimamanda Adichie exposing her body??? 
Hell no!...
These women have self esteem,they believe in who they are. Its cheap women who do this, because that's all they have, they're not smarter than that and their body's all they have to offer...too bad *smh*.                 

And then the music videos now got me wondering...its like
 'Hey I wanna do a music video,let's pull our clothes...everybody get naked!' 
What for? You see the guys fully dressed in jeans and polos or sometimes in dashing suits while the girls are scantily clad...sometimes I wonder if they got mommas because am pretty sure my momma's gonna be on my heel with a pestle flying like a missile before I even think of pulling anything off! Please let's stop this madness...life's not an exhibition show ladies. Let the bride price be worth it...let's go back to the days when dignity mattered. Let's emulate the concept and image the fashion of old portrayed..
let's Cover Up!!!
 Anyways hear what you have to say about the issue in the comments section below...
 

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