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Ugandan Brand Ambassadors- it's about time.

I recently read an article profiling African brand ambassadors and was dismayed to find there were no Ugandans on the list! There were Nigerians, Kenyans, South Africans, all endorsing a variety of products from drinks to cosmetics to cars.  And where were my fellow Ugandans?  Nowhere to be seen. Now, I know what you're thinking.  You're probably wondering which Ugandan personalities could possibly endorse worldwide brands?  But I don't think that's a fair way of looking at it.  I prefer to look at the lack of products suited to Ugandan brand ambassadors.  So I decided to come up with some suggestions of my own, in the hope that some corporate giants will take them on and help us outline UG a bit more clearly on the world map. Presenting:  Siima's Top 5 Ugandan Personalities Who Should Be Brand Ambassadors and The Products They Should Endorse. 5) Bad Black a.k.a Shanita Namuyimbwa - she made headlines when some white dude gave her lots of money for letti

Top 5 Signs She's About To Pressure You Into Marriage

So I came across this problem letter in the New Vision, from a guy whose girlfriend is pressuring him into marriage.  Something about her biological clock ticking (she's two years older than him) and preferring her eggs fertilized in the morning, not old and wrinkled by the time she's 30.  The poor guy is traumatized because much as he loves his chick, he'd much rather finish school first (he's in his final year) and probably sow an oat or two before settling down. I think this chick is being very unfair.  Didn't she know what she was getting into when she started dating a younger guy?  Expecting him to put his life on hold just because she's reached a certain point in her life simply isn't fair.  I've taken it upon myself to warn the fellas, at the risk of betraying my fellow women, and give you some inside information to prevent you falling into the same trap as this hapless dude.  Presenting: Siima's Top 5 Signs She's About To Pressure You I

Crazy Studio Entrances

I do a breakfast show on radio.  Much as I love my job and have been at it for a few years now, sounding chirpy at 6am never gets any easier. To cheer myself up and get my mojo levels up to where I needed them to deliver a kick-ass show, I started Tweeting my crazy entrances into studio.  People seemed to like them and they've become a bit of a morning tradition- I keep challenging myself to come up with an even crazier one each morning. One of my followers on Twitter recently asked me to compile a list of my personal favourites from the past couple of months.  Who was I to say no? Maybe one day, I'll actually get my crazy co-hosts to film the damn things.  Until then, here we go. Siima's Craziest Studio Entrances.  Enjoy :) *grabs wand, dons fairy wings and flits prettily into studio*  *dons red leather cat suit and does the Oops I Did It Again dance into studio*  *bungee jumps into studio and executes perfect landing in swivel chair*  *grabs castanets and Flame
I wrote this a couple of years ago, came across it today and felt so nostalgic for South Africa that I decided to post it. 2.30am was an earlier start than usual, but something told me it would all be worth it. And as Monica, Caesar, Joseph and I set off from The New Vision for Entebbe Airport , the butterflies in my stomach defied the fatigue I was feeling. 5.15am: check-in time.  After making sure that the boys had their passports (Monica and I, being women, were obviously the organized outfit on this trip), and me having to lend Caesar a pen (sigh), we all checked in with no problems.  Having done The Morning After Show the previous day and not having slept the whole of Saturday, I fought sleep as we waited for our boarding call.  (Sleep won) Before I knew it, we were on the plane and in the air.  Monica, Joseph and Caesar were across the aisle from me.  I was sat next to two rather good looking young men, but the charm soon wore off when the one right next to me ke