Keyshia Ka’oir, girl, If you like it I love it.
Okay, I’m lying. I can’t. I just can’t. Okay, let me go back into journalist mode and actually tell you what Ms. Keyshia Ka’oir had to say about her man, Gucci Man.
Rapper, Gucci Mane, and his fiancé Keyshia Ka’oir have always been very candid about their love story. Just a few weeks ago, the blogs were in a tizzy when Gucci Mane revealed that he doesn’t permit Keyshia to perform oral sex on him because he thinks it’s disrespectful. Read up on that HERE.
Keyshia, likewise, is raising eyebrows with what she revealed during a recent interview. She told Page 6 that she knew she was in love with Gucci Mane when she gave him a bath.
“I went on tour with Gucci in 2010 — that is when it really started to get serious. I fell in love with Gucci when I bathed him … I put him in a shower and just bathed him. I just did things to him and he looked at me and said, ‘Wow, no one has ever bathed me before.
“I am a traditional Jamaican lady, that is what you do. You take care of your man,”
Keyshia and Gucci’s wedding will be aired on BET, so it’s likely that these personal revelations about their sex-life are meant to create buzz for their TV wedding special.
Celebrity is one helluva drug. These folks just can’t get enough. They love it so much that they’ll just invite the world into what they have going on in their bedrooms, and it’s bizarre! Like, when does it happen?The moment at which you decide one of the most profound relationships you will ever have is now open to the public. Now, I’m writing about this, so it may appear as though I care about what these two have going on, but make no mistake, I don’t. I just find it frustrating when folks of influence use their power to perpetuate ideals that set us back. Bathing a whole grown a$$ man? Openly discussing your sexual preferences as they relate to your soon-to-be spouse? Is nothing sacred? Keyshia and Gucci Mane should feel free to live their lives on their own terms, and if adhering to gender roles is their bag, have at it, but let the rest of us off the ride, please.
That’s all I got folks. Side eyes and hard eye rolls. Ya’ll ain’t getting no think-piece on this one. Not today, Satan.
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