I remember the first time I saw one of my mother’s ads.
It was near one of Arcadia’s higher learning institutions.
The very first thing you noticed was her perfectly manufactured image.
The curves that every man wanted without the fat.
Fiery eyes that made everyone feel desired.
Plush lips for wherever you wanted her mouth to go.
Of course she was barely wearing anything, so bare she used her hands as a brassiere.
Around the photograph, in letters as bold as that photo read words I’ll never forget.
CUM ONE, CUM ALL!
ARE YOU TIRED OF THE FAKE GIRLS?
READY FOR A REAL WOMAN?
CUM TO MADAME BALENCIAGA’S AND FEEL LIKE A GOD!
GRIP MOUNT OLYMPUS UNTIL YOU REACH THE CLIMAX!
FEEL LIKE ARES AS YOU CONQUER SOMEONE MORE GORGEOUS THAN APHRODITE!
WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?
PRESS THE BUTTONS ON YOUR PHONE SO YOU CAN PRESS MY BUTTONS!
AFTER ALL, EVERY DAY HERE FEELS LIKE A HOLIDAY.
I felt my face flush red with embarrassment but in some ways, I felt envious.
At the time, I never felt like I could be so bold, to put myself out there for the whole world to see
I wish I had the courage she did.
For years, I was the young girl whose only bold choice was the clothes I wore.
Bright colors hid the darkness residing within.
I put on a cheery disposition whenever I was around people but I kept to myself a lot.
Everyone is usually fixated on themselves that they barely look around, let alone up.
It’s why I went to trees, a stiletto can also be used to climb if you’re desperate.
It wasn’t until I was forced to be brave, until I was forced to grow up that the bravery Balenciagas are known for finally appeared.
I replaced her old poster with one of my own, the bare woman replaced with a model wearing one of my best dresses.
The words were similar but changed to fit my vision.
They read more like this:
COME ONE, COME ALL!
ARE YOU TIRED OF THE FAKE GARMENTS?
READY FOR A REAL WARDROBE?
COME TO BALENCIAGA’S AND FEEL LIKE A GODDESS!
FEEL MORE GORGEOUS THAN APHRODITE!
WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?
PRESS THE BUTTONS ON YOUR PHONE SO YOU CAN WEAR NEW BUTTONS!
AFTER ALL, FASHION DOESN’T TAKE A HOLIDAY.
You see, I had to replace the real woman in my life and the girl who climbed trees had to come to earth.
The fashionable clothes remained of course but they showed who I was not who I fronted as.
The bright colors were gone and replaced with something much darker.
If that sounds familiar to you, Kpavio. It should.
It makes perfect sense that I’m your partner this week.
I’ve been both sides of Gemini.
I just gave up the fake girl and became the real woman.
Now let me show you what makes me different from her.
I’m fine on my own.
I don’t really need a tag partner.
I can hold gold without an accessory.
After all, I’ve already beat these two by myself.