Nigerian actress Omotala opens up she met her husband at the age of 16

Its no news that Omotola graced the cover of
Stella Magazine .In the very
interesting interviewshe opens up on meeting
her hubby and the name Omosexy..Excerpts
below
Omotola Jalade Ekeinde, aka ‘Omosexy’, is the
queen of Nollywood. She’s appeared in more
than 300 films, pulls in 150 million viewers for
her reality-television show and has been named
one of the 100 most influential people in the
world.
She scores a zero on the Hollywood Richter
scale. She has never starred in a major motion
picture. Her most recent film, Last Flight to
Abuja, means nothing to devotees of Netflix
andLoveFilm.
How she met her husband
At the age of 16 Omotola met her future
husband, Matthew Ekeinde, then 26, in church.
He was so keen on her that the day after their
first meeting he showed up at her house
unannounced.
“He soon became a friend of the
family. He was almost like a father
figure,” she says. “He’d drop my
brothers at school and stuff.”
Ekeinde proposed when Omotola was
18. Initially, Omotola’s mother thought
her daughter too young to marry, and
asked Matthew to wait, but he
refused. “She was really shocked,”
says Omotola.
“She said, ‘If you want something
badly enough you wait for it,’ but he
said, ‘If I want something I take it.’ He
was very, very bold. It was one of the
things I found fascinating about him.”
They had two wedding ceremonies, the
second of which took place on a flight
from Lagos to Benin. “He’s amazing. If
I weren’t married to him I couldn’t
see myself with anybody else. I’m a
handful.”
Ekeinde has become a reluctant poster boy for
a new kind of African man.
“A lot of men come up to him and say,
‘You’re a real man – I can’t believe
how you deal with it all.’ He also gets
a lot of invitations from various bodies
to speak about how he copes as a
modern Nigerian man in a relationship
with a powerful working woman.”
The name Omosexy
Many of her fans think her real name is
“Omosexy”, she tells me, laughing, when we
finally get to speak, but it was a nickname
given to her by her husband, an airline pilot.
“He bought me a car back in 2009,
and that was the plate number,” she
recalls, speaking with kinetic, girlish
excitement, rattling off sentences in
fast, extended flurries.
“All my cars have special plate
numbers, like Omotola 1.” When I ask
how many cars she has, she laughs
again, with embarrassment. “A few.”
When she first saw her personalised
licence plate she was horrified. “I
thought, ‘Oh no!’ It sounded cockyAs if
I was telling everybody, ‘I’m sexy!’
Y’know-wha-I-mean?” She punctuates
her sentences with this phrase, which
she reels off as a single word.