Okay, here’s the truth: I swear my girl is fine as hell and every man wants her, she’s even more beautiful than Nomzamo Mbhatha. Here’s an even bigger truth: Chances are good I’m only fooling myself.
Time and time again, my girl needs to remind me that when she goes out, every dude isn’t necessarily trying mack on her, even though I don’t believe that for a second. As she tells me, the way I see her isn’t the way every guy sees her, and even though I find that terribly hard to believe, something happened the other day that made me totally realize my girl may be on to something.
As I’m waiting for my Nando’s meal in Sandton, I see this one guy with the fattest girl ever. Now, before I go any further, I must preface this by saying the dude looked as though he wouldn’t have a problem getting a decent looking chick – at least a better looking chick than the one he was canoodling with around Sandton – so not only was this a strange sight, it was borderline obscene. I thought to myself, how in the world can this man be so affectionate towards this woman ? But what really tripped me out was when the dude caught me giving them the eye, he looked back at me like I stole something. The dude immediately grabbed his girl, turned her around, and made it so his back was facing me, and she was on the opposite side of him, barely out of my vision, which made me think of how protective I am of my average looking girl as well and it made me realise that the guy really loved this woman for reasons way beyond her facial features and that is the kind of love that is missing these days
What I realize is this seems to be what my uncle Bra Dan used to call good problems. We all know men are conditioned to be into the superficial qualities of a woman. Before he says one word to a woman, he sizes her up, makes sure everything is right. If she looks good from the back, he has to check the front. If she looks good from the front, he’s going to need to see the back. Looks aren’t everything, but damn it if they’re not a great big piece of the pie. So, of course, when a man finally decides to wife up a woman, best believe he’s going to think she’s as fine as Minnie Dhlamini. Ain’t no guy marrying a woman that he believes to be less than a seven. And to a lot of women, that sort of attention makes them feel good, but for a guy to consider marrying a woman , he has to see that not only does she have good looks, but she must also have a good heart as well and trust me, is very rare to find a good heart in a woman who is too beautiful
As the song goes, if you want to be happy for the rest of your life, never make a pretty woman your wife, rather go for a woman with a good heart because that will never fade away. And in the end, most men settle down with a woman hoping that she won’t change, so that is when you know that you have found a good one. Some smart guys even go as far as wifing up a good average looking woman and then be in the streets, fucking off with a whole bunch of pretty girls, but the thing that always makes them come home is knowing that they got a good woman at home.
I believe my woman is beautiful, more beautiful than any woman I’ve seen because her beauty radiates from the inside and not only that, she’s really a good woman, you know those sweet girls who just spread love everywhere they go with their good morals and all? Yeah, she’s one of those, but if this shit don’t work out, I’m not about to commit suicide over her average self. Damn that. I’m just going to me another average girl with a good heart and try again…you can keep the over the top beautiful women…i’m good!!!