By Victoria Ige
Don’t get me wrong, I loved her music all along. From when I hear Bibanke, Fire on the mountain and Jailer, I knew Asa was heaven.
But even though I lived for her music, I couldn’t really figure out Asa, the girl. The tomboy. The man jeans, the nerd glasses, the stiffness, didn’t quite work for me. Every time I ran into them, I pray Asa was Janet (her quite sexy manager) and Janet was Asa.
Then last week, someone sent me this photo of Asa, with all the boobs in the world! Gosh, someone got the dreamer girl to wear a top so tight I could see the shape of her blessings! I wanted to faint.
Someone has introduced this lady to padded and push bras, maybe even butt pads? Who is that some-one? I need to find them and gift them a million bucks.
Let me tell you, I knew this day was coming. When she started coming out in those stilettos and leggings; when she began hanging out more and even rolling with the endlessly bold and sexy Funmi Iyanda. I said, ehen…
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