Growing up in Mombasa and keen to make it big in showbiz can be a nightmare. After releasing my two singles, I did everything possible to get media attention so as to get myself profiled for my great breakthrough.
But no one seemed to notice me and the so called manager I had sought to get me things like Pulse reviews did not help things any much. In fact, I came to realise that he was not as connected as he always claimed but poor innocent me, how could I know how the industry works when I was simply so green from high school.
One day, I decided to call an editor of a leading showbiz magazine in town and ask for an interview.
“I am the new hot thing in Mombasa and I would like to feature in Pulse,” I yapped believing that this phone conversation was my defining moment.
“What exactly do you do,” the guy asked.
“I am an R&B singer and I am also a professional socialite,” I added.
“Professional socialite?” he exclaimed.
“Yes.”
You see, I thought a socialite was a professional model and did not understand why this editor was getting shocked.
“You mean, socialite like Paris Hilton,” he challenged.
Thank goodness the guy understood my naivety.