Finally after more than 22 months, I made my hair cut. Gone my quite long cruelly curly hair. I now had my hair high off my shoulders.
I met my fans afterwards, and Rachel the leader of the fan club, stared at me and screamed, “Wow … You got a new hair cut!”
“Does it suit me? Am I pretty?”
“Yup! It’s beautiful…you now look like Rihanna!”
The other members of the club, disagreed. They grinned!
“Oh … Not exactly like Rihanna… More like her friend!” Rachel accommodated the disagreement of her colleagues.
“Oh, Beyonce?” Still flattered, I asked.
“No, you look like … - at this point, Rachel winked, a code for all of my fans to sing in unison - UMBRELLA … ELLA … ELLA …!”