By Ian Ortega
I was watching a Scoop on Scoop show where Mary Luswata compared Sheilah Gashumba’s boobs to those tiny balls we played in primary aka “Duulu”. I have always made my stand clear that I will never condemn any woman who takes a nude photo. Personally, I love nudes, trying to denounce them would be hypocrisy of the highest caliber. I think Mary Luswata represents the vast majority of Ugandans who are dealing with ‘self-loathing.’ A woman, who would shame another for exposing her nudity, is one who’s simply jealous of the other woman’s courage, her ability to accept her body with all its flaws and still feel good to flaunt it. Let me state this right, there will never be anything wrong with conscious nudity. If someone, out of their own decision, chooses to go nude, then so be it.
Whether you love women who take semi or fully nude photos or not, you can’t deny that such women are a triumph of personal branding. Take an example of Miley Cyrus; “Where other ex-Disney stars are washed up at twenty, Cyrus is still a modern, relevant talking point with a best-selling album. And as a media savvy young businesswoman, she’s used her controversial Instagram account to overhaul her image.”
Well, if we hate nude photos that much, how do we get to know about them? It reminds me of that Pastor who hates gays so much yet takes out time to download volumes and volumes of videos of gay sex to show to his congregation. How do Huddah’s critics know about those Instagram photos in which she wears nothing but bubble bath? Because they willingly follow her on Social Media and take the time to seek them out. We might be the first to criticise these women, but we’re also the consumers.
When we criticize the likes of Sheebah, Judith Heard, Zari, Allen Brandy and many others for their nudity, we are simply being hypocrites. Who here can assure me that Father Lokodo doesn’t get a boner when he looks at nude photos of Desire Luzinda?
We like the stuff we pretend to condemn. Why then do we shame the very women who create nude material we actively enjoy consuming. It’s practically meta.
Maybe it’s jealousy. Maybe it’s genuine concern for the method of their success. But either way, criticising another woman for how she chooses to make herself successful (even if that method involves a rhinestone thong) belongs in the past.
We would benefit more from turning that focus inward and thinking about our own careers, our own images and ourselves instead of worrying about how much skin another girl is showing.
Whether Sheilah Gashumba has ‘duulus’ instead of pumpy boobs, she still has a better career than Mary Luswata had at the same age. Whether Zari gives us more dry tapes, she’s a lot more beautiful than Mary Luswata and I would definitely bang a dry Zari than a watery Luswata. I would understand when a hot woman was the one dissing a less hot one, but when it’s not the case. When it’s an ugly woman dissing her beautiful sexy, boner-inducing counterparts for showing us more skin, then that woman deserves a place in hell.
I said it; “an ugly Luswata has no right dissing a hot Zari, Heard or Sheilah Gashumba.”
