So my mom became the fifth follower of my blog last night (yay!), and you may have noticed that I've changed my picture today. Basically, she didn't like the picture that had been posted before - "you should find something that shows how pretty and smart you are, Erica." Her maternal instincts kept her from telling me her opinion that the other photo made me look like a cretin no man could ever love. Perhaps because she knew I wouldn't care...
But a dutiful daughter tries to please her mother, so I looked through my photos to find one that would make me appear both beautiful and intelligent. I failed. So instead I posted photo that captures everything I wish the men of Africa to understand before they propose marriage.* I am to be feared and revered. I am powerful, beautiful, and I could eat them for breakfast.
*Sorry if this sounds like a broad stereotype, but it's really not. Last time I was in Africa I got proposed to every day. Literally every day. One day 4 different men proposed and only one of them knew my name.
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