Thursday, January 29, 2009
Mon amis, I’ve missed you but I’m here now so cyber-hug me!
Betsy was in D.C. for the inauguration and had an AMAZING time partying with EPMD (Erik Sermon said my eyes were more gorgeous than his) and, “Doing the Butt” at Spike Lee’s Ball. The latter was truly the highlight of the parties however, the feeling of unity that spread through everyone at the actual inauguration is something I will retain forever…and pass along to my children one day.
While folks are feeling good and looking good, you would think some brothers would feel inspired to change their appearance. I’m not saying go out and buy designer duds, but try to improve their physical state. I was walking to work the other day and saw the most offensive thing – man breasts. Now Betsy loves a thick brother. I acknowledge that the too-chiseled Morris Chestnut types may be attractive but I prefer to lay my head on a little tummy, not a rock. I want to feel like I’m in a plush bed, not lying on concrete. But anyway, this dude, had breasts that were larger than the average woman. Clearly he was past the training bra state.
If that wasn’t offensive enough, his breasts were SAGGING! It’s one thing if a woman’s breasts sag because of natural causes like age/gravity, child bearing, etc. (Newsflash to men – the perkiness fades away…lol) but a man? I wondered if he, like a woman, used baby powder under his joints to prevent excessive sweating. And don’t front you saggy breast women – in the summer, baby powder is your best friend to prevent chafing. Works on the inner thighs too. My momma taught me that!
-Betsy Baller Ice