Last week in Nigeria gossip blogging was dominated by some circus about... - it's already this week so who even cares?
The same week, I finally watched the first Sex and the City movie and also encountered some circus elsewhere that got me thinking about women and their peculiar madness.
I want answers.
Here are some answers.
First let me get this off my chest: if you want to be beautiful in my book, starrrr, show me some inner beauty. All that drag-queen bizness may get you tagged as 'stunning', yeah, like he's stunning too.
To the point. Ahem. Here are some answers.
A chic who wants to understand men can do worse than learn to code. Honest. If you're already clever or mathy, jump right in with Coursera/RiceUniversity 's Python course. If not, here's a baby version. (But women are already right, so they don't need to learn no crude, male behaviour.)
A dude who wants to understand women?
At first I thought there is no formula, but the three women I studied helped me see one thing: CHIC EGO HUGE, BUT their flavour of selfishness is all about how they appear, not the food-clothing-sex-shelter-money they tangibly get. Understand "face" and you understand women. What is face? Watch Asian movies, get a Japanese roommate, or read chic lit. 100 hours to change your life.
What else do you need to know to live a long and happy life? I'll let grandpa tell you -
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