Honey: The Soak - An Exclusive Editorial featuring Ifeoma Nwobu By Manny Jefferson. She has only but
Honey: The Soak - An Exclusive Editorial featuring Ifeoma Nwobu By Manny Jefferson. She has only but journeyed to this townlet, she encounters a skirmish; and that doesn’t make things any easier for her as all she needs is a mere Kayak. « On va à la pirogue maintenant » the guide says. “Let’s float”. Placid, better yet hushed with gazes, unrelenting stares from mothers, men, children alike. Her mood is obtuse, a little out of sorts, almost hopeless. The weather is lousy and the sun, seemingly set. Forging ahead, that is withal rather suitable at this stage, she is dressed in a strapless self-colored upper piece and a blush red high-waisted pantalon, a black polygonic bangle on her right wrist with a pair of hoop boucles d’oreilles . Atop a rather small wooden pirogue accompanied by a canoeist, she leans into different stances; “move here, move there” is all that is heard in reference to both the muse and the canoeist. Her oiled core glistens underneath what’s left of the rays, but the upshot being scoured for is yet to be discovered. Hold that thought, something is happening! She begins to look even more lustrous! It has to be! Wait… it’s the soleil! The sun! Yes, finally! Sunlight! Alas, her body gives off a full glimmering effect, she coruscates in all spheres, even the waters agree with her, she appears as though she’s been dipped in honey dew as the sun encompasses her. “Now we’ve found honey; let the sun and waters soak in her beauty”. -- source link