Miss Namibia missed me, not
The much-anticipated 38th crowning of Miss Namibia concluded on a high note. Literally as Chops announced the queen's name everyone was up on their feet screaming for joy. I could almost hear those on social media platforms too. However, the event didn't quite start off on the note it ended on. It was very upsetting for me as the space provided for media was so small that I couldn't do my job at all on the red carpet. I eventually decided to maar go sit down but that didn't go as planned either.
Finally the doors were opened just to find out that allocated seats to the media did not consider the fact that we came to work first and not to enjoy later. I ultimately made a plan to go and squat on the floor in front of the judges' table as the positioning for my pictures was only possible from there.
The show went on and in between having people jump over my legs as they walked by and my butt being kicked (lol) by the judge I sat in front of - as they stretched their legs I assume - I would say the top 12 really put on a show. Big ups to the designers who came through with the garments. Hey, they did the things. I couldn't help but pick up on some of the comments from the social media streets though. Almost everyone shared the same sentiments about the pageant itself, the routine and its progress over the years. Some were really just questioning its authenticity because their ideal Miss Namibia didn't win. But, until when will we be okay with the little things that year after year are repeated? What can we do about it besides state our opinions on social media, it becomes topical for a few days and the same story happens next year again?
Thankfully the good office of Miss Namibia issued an apology and assured that what transpired will not happen again. They went to the extent of nogals asking us for opinions to make the event better. What I took from this saga was that one will not always be right and that is okay. You must, however, be willing to know your mistakes and change for the better. When being corrected, it doesn't mean that people hate you or that they are looking for attention. They want you and or your product to be great!
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Finally the doors were opened just to find out that allocated seats to the media did not consider the fact that we came to work first and not to enjoy later. I ultimately made a plan to go and squat on the floor in front of the judges' table as the positioning for my pictures was only possible from there.
The show went on and in between having people jump over my legs as they walked by and my butt being kicked (lol) by the judge I sat in front of - as they stretched their legs I assume - I would say the top 12 really put on a show. Big ups to the designers who came through with the garments. Hey, they did the things. I couldn't help but pick up on some of the comments from the social media streets though. Almost everyone shared the same sentiments about the pageant itself, the routine and its progress over the years. Some were really just questioning its authenticity because their ideal Miss Namibia didn't win. But, until when will we be okay with the little things that year after year are repeated? What can we do about it besides state our opinions on social media, it becomes topical for a few days and the same story happens next year again?
Thankfully the good office of Miss Namibia issued an apology and assured that what transpired will not happen again. They went to the extent of nogals asking us for opinions to make the event better. What I took from this saga was that one will not always be right and that is okay. You must, however, be willing to know your mistakes and change for the better. When being corrected, it doesn't mean that people hate you or that they are looking for attention. They want you and or your product to be great!
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