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The Hullabaloo of Sex Before Marriage


Ahem! So, sex before marriage...

But before that, let's tackle the issue of some people, Nigerians, booing the 'indecent' wedding dress design of a 'pastor's daughter' aka former Sharon Oyakilome. The post used 'pastor's daughter' as though it was a sacrilege that her shoulders showed in church. 

Amebo! Akproko! 

It's shocking that people would regard her elegant dress indecent; like, have people run out of stuff to talk about? 

Congratulations to her and all and what a stunning dress! 



So, sex before marriage...

Did Sharon actually declare not having sex with her husband before the wedding as read on some blogs? If she did, then crap, why?! It's nobody's business and shouldn't have been mentioned.

Not having or having sex before marriage doesn't validate or make a good and sustainable marriage. It shouldn't be announced like it's a ticket to happily ever after.

Seriously, such announcements resonates the 'blood on bedsheet' era; a time where evidence was needed that the wife was a virgin and so the morning after the wedding night, the husband had to float the blood stained  bedsheet for the clan to see. 

Definitely, there sure were akproko people then who'd comment on how not entirely red the blood stain was...😁

Anyway, whether you have sex or not before marriage doesn't really matter, making a fab home still needs serious dedication and it's not dependent on the couple's pre-wedding smooch activities. Not saying pre-marital sex is good but it shouldn't matter in the entire scheme of things and it definitely shouldn't be mentioned in polite gathering. 



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