Beauty and the Bachelorettes

Portrait of four teen female friends smiling

It’s one of the greatest themes in the history of romance. Talk about the fairy tales, village romance and even in the bible you will find this same theme running through most stories. Check every romance story you can find. There’s always one bachelor and several bachelorettes competing for his love. At the end, one lucky damsel gets to be the chosen bride and receives the crown as his princess or queen. It is as though it is commonly accepted that many girls should compete for the love of one man. Hmm…

We definitely accepted it when Esther became part of the biblical beauty contest that saw her being made to undergo all kinds of beauty regimens to prepare her for a night with the King. I remember smiling in excitement as an aunt recounted to me tales about a man who had just returned from the US to find a wife while she was in the village. She, as well as almost all the girls in the village took special care dressing up and decorating themselves after which they took gifts just to present themselves to the family of the man. They would walk briskly to the house only to slow down once in front of the house and walk with slow unhurried steps, hoping to catch a glimpse of him (this part I only heard because I was eavesdropping while she told another aunt about it) and then they would flash him their most pretty smiles as they left.

Did their plans work? Well, it certainly did. There were a select few who were lucky to be invited inside to see him. They were so excited and lost no time in rubbing it in the faces of those that were not selected. So who finally got him? I hear you ask. Well, I do not know who the lucky bachelorette that got him was but I do know that not long after that a story broke out that the handsome ‘prince’ all the girls were gunning for was a man who committed a crime in the US and escaped to Nigeria to hide in the village. Sounds like a Nollywood movie, right? Lol… it really did happen.

I wonder how all those beautiful bachelorettes that wouldn’t give the local men around them any attention must have felt when the story broke out. Were they ashamed to show their faces in public after that or did they go about their normal activities? Why do ladies enjoy going for the obvious ones who they have to compete with everyone else to get and possibly still have to compete to keep for the rest of their lives?

I may not know the recipe for getting a perfect relationship but I do know that if you have to compete for the love of one man then that is a recipe for disaster. The woman should be the prize God rewards a man with. Eve did not have to compete with several other Eves for Adam’s love. They were simply made for each other. If you have to compete for his love now then just get ready to compete for the rest of your life. This is not a fairy tale. Fairy tales always end with happily ever after but in real life there’s no ever after. There’s many years of more competition jumping in every now and then. So I say, lady don’t focus on winning the competition, go where you are the prize to be won.

Have a pleasant weekend

Femmetotale

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6 thoughts on “Beauty and the Bachelorettes

  1. MIA says:

    My friend always hits the nail on the head.. Was at a wedding and the groom in his vote of thanks said of all the girls I chose you!! I was so pissed. He didn’t for one min pause to think that maybe she was the one doing him a favour..

  2. touchinglives says:

    Well articulated Chigozie. This is one reason, I have always liked you. My instincts has never failed me. I hope many of our youths get to read this awesome piece. I look forward to wroking closely with you in the nearest future.

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