Why I Have Decided to Become Mauritian
1. So I can be a sexy, black, Creole, Bhojpuri or French speaking man. Ah... woman.
2. So I can be one chilled out mother fucker.
3. So I can believe that "all problems are better solved with a smile".
4. So I can live on a tropical island with a stable economy and fuck off white sand beaches, surrounded by reefs.
5. So I can smoke dope for breakfast and not freak out.
6. So I can drink rum and Coconut Creole and Banana Coladas.
7. So I can eat Jackfruit Curry, Swimmer Crab Bouillon, Salt Fish in Tomato Sauce and Taro Fritters.
8. So I can make people melt when I speak/smile.
9. So I don't beat myself up for writing a blog when I should be cleaning sticky shit off my windows.
10. Just 'cause.
*books ticket and solarium session*
Favourite thing today: You guessed it.
2. So I can be one chilled out mother fucker.
3. So I can believe that "all problems are better solved with a smile".
4. So I can live on a tropical island with a stable economy and fuck off white sand beaches, surrounded by reefs.
5. So I can smoke dope for breakfast and not freak out.
6. So I can drink rum and Coconut Creole and Banana Coladas.
7. So I can eat Jackfruit Curry, Swimmer Crab Bouillon, Salt Fish in Tomato Sauce and Taro Fritters.
8. So I can make people melt when I speak/smile.
9. So I don't beat myself up for writing a blog when I should be cleaning sticky shit off my windows.
10. Just 'cause.
*books ticket and solarium session*
Favourite thing today: You guessed it.
posted by Darcy at 1:17 PM
3 Comments:
My first 'real'* boyfriend was Mauritian. I broke up with him cause he had a '68 Valiant Charger that he wanted to paint pink and write my name in huge letters on across the side.
I think what you really want to be is Jamaican, West African, or Trinidadian.
* by 'real' I don't mean not imaginary, but rather, we did more than hold hands and get our braces stuck together.
OK. Maybe I want to be Trinidadian.
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