I was spurred to write on this topic when I could no longer bear in silence the sacrilege being committed by some ladies, who wantonly display their V-region, especially at night events, all in the name of being fashionable and being in the cliché of ‘happening ladies’.
Nowadays, our sights are being assaulted by the hardly concealed pudenda of these ladies that comes in different ‘packaging – some bald, some hairy, others so bushy and unkempt, that anger instead of lust is aroused in even the most rapid response men.
Imagine a woman’s sacred region all exposed for public view. I presume those who are fond of going to night parties pant-less, have in mind that ‘it is night after all, so no one would notice’.
How I wish they know how far and wide their pictures have travelled on the internet, on the social media and the kind of volcanic eruption of tongue-lashing they evoked from whosoever sets eyes on those semi-porn images.
When I was working with a media house situated in Lagos Island, there was this funky photojournalist with us. Segun is well known for his penchant for taking ‘f*ck-up’ shots of ladies carelessly displaying their privates at public events.
In fact, he has an archive of such pictures. You wouldn’t believe the calibre of women who have been caught in such downgrading ‘pantless’ show of shame. This obnoxious dressing is now rampant that you wonder if they were practicing being a stripper.
I noticed that this attitude is more common with ladies who are on tight-fitted gowns, leggings, skirt, and the likes.
They claim their reasons for leaving their bedroom without wearing panties was because they simply don’t want pant lines spoiling their sexy gowns. Going commando is the word they use for it. Those on leggings and other form of trousers are pardonable but those on skirts and gowns need to go for rehab.
Haba! That’s the beginning of madness, abi no bi so?
Some of them carelessly, spread their legs wide apart, sitting down ‘yakata’, forgetting that there are people seated opposite them. Hmm, I even heard that it is more rampant in these ‘Yuppy yuppie’ churches, where damsel-in-distress desperadoes seek to lead astray their cute unmarried pastors.
Even married ones too are not safe. They ‘dress to kill’. These ‘pantless’ girls position themselves at the front row with legs wide open at maximum right angle, and once their Delilah face make eye-to-eye contact with the pastor, they draw his attention down to the ‘Vee-region” exposed for his benefit.
Thank God that in some heavenly-minded churches, women are no longer allowed to sit in the front rows. Call it discrimination if you like. You can’t blame the pastors – cautiousness is not cowardice. Even the blood of Jesus has not freed the sons of men from the seductive power of the daughters of Eve.