So the other day I had a long gist session with one of my friends. We talked about so many things including this disease Ebola, that seems to be making some people act ignorant these days, as though every African is a suspect. But I’ll leave that story for another day. During our conversation a young man’s name came up and while we discussed further I had a moment of self-realization.
See this guy attended my church for a while and then faded into thin air. Due to his fine boy looks he got the attention of so many girls at church. He would come in late and make his way majestically to the front. Not only is this guy really tall and handsome, he dresses well and talks well too. And to make matters worse, he always rode the finest cars to church. My best was the Lamborghini. Who could ever beat that? A Lamborghini to an African church??!!!. When I say this guy had ladies acting all sorts of ways all in a bid to get his attention I mean no joke. Even my baby sister attested to having a crush on him at some point.
So I went on and on telling my friend of how much dust this guy raised in church with his fine boy swag and all and then it hit me. How come I never looked at him that way? Abi me I no like fine boy or na only these other girls waka come?. Of all the answers in this world that I could have had to this question, all my head could come up with was….. ” I never saw him in a suit”.
“Suit?. Haba!!! Suit ke”. But that’s the truth. I never saw him in a suit. He always had a nice pair of jeans and a shirt to go with it. Everything he put on always looked expensive…his shoes, wrist watch, pants, shirt and even his hair cut. But then I never saw him in a suit. No man ever completed my husband material grading until I saw him in a suit. For me nothing beats a handsome man in a piece of suit and a tie. You can go to Zara and buy all the jeans and the shirts that they have, but until you wear that suit, your case is pending.
Call me old school but for me there is something about this style of dressing that makes a man seem very responsible, calm, mature and definitely “husband material”. Once I turned down a guy’s request for a relationship because he looked dreadful in trouser and jacket. I won’t call that one suit. But afterwards, I felt bad a bit because I must add that I did miss out on a great guy. That was several years ago and I was young and foolish so please forgive me.
Please share your views on this issue and do let us know the style of dressing that rocks your boat.