Adenrele
Edun, the weird on-air personality, works with the South Africa-based
Channel O. The weirdo simply called Denrele who will be 30 years old on
June 13, tells Saturday Beat what makes him tick.
I, Denrele
“I’m an angel, I’m a devil. I’m
sometimes in-between. Sometimes I’m a million colour and sometimes I’m
black and white. I’m as bad as it can get and good as it can be. I’m
just all-extreme. You try to figure me out, you never can. But I’m nice
to a fault. I can go out of my way to please people. My mother calls me,
‘Abnormally Abnormal’ and my father calls me ‘One of life’s
unexplainable mysteries’.
My ideal woman
“My ideal woman must be able to dance on
extreme high heels. That, to me, is one of the sexiest attributes a
lady can have. To say she must love kids and be God-fearing is to say
the obvious. Don’t quote me on that. My ideal woman is a lady who is not
afraid or ashamed to flaunt her sexuality. And if we are in public and a
man does not look at my lady, it mean there is something wrong
somewhere. So the ideal woman that I strongly crave must be a head
turner!
“She should be able to cook; you might
look at me like a broomstick, but I eat a lot. And this is very
important, the woman I will spend the rest of my life with should have a
wild streak because I wake up every morning with a loud shout
(screams). I expect her to do same (screams louder). I like my woman to
have a good reading culture and she should be able to talk because me I
am a chatterbox.”
Why I’m not married
“I’ve not accomplished what I’ve set out
to achieve. Besides, I am a bit afraid of the lifetime commitment right
now. I really want to take some time to have unlimited fun before I
jump the broom with my best girl. I’m really praying for the best.
Most embarrassing moment
“My most embarrassing moment was
sometime ago at an event in one of our universities: I strolled into the
night with one of my girlfriends and we ran into the dreaded cult guys
on campus, Wahala! I was in my 6” high heel shoes, not this 9” I
have on. They wanted to deal with me because I was dating their boss’
girlfriend. They wanted to strip me naked and break my legs, so I took
to my heels. They thought my high heel shoes would slow me down when
they chased after me with dangerous weapons, but I ran with my heart in
my mouth. Oh, I ran like a winch with my legs almost touching the back of my head!"TheSun
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