Unabashedly Raving Mad

Not Finding What I Was Looking For

2010-08-13T01:56:00.000-07:00

It was once thought that if you put in the effort, you will be rewarded. Then you learn that it's not only the effort, but the TRUE intentions that make the difference. I've done both. I've put forth the effort. I had good intentions. I even expanded a lot of personal boundaries. I kept an open mind.

Still. Still, I get nothing. The same crap. The same ephemeral connections. Accepting my perpetual solitude isn't an issue. It is what it is. I think it's the disappointment that eludes me. I really believed it would work. I went into it wholeheartedly.

Alicia Keys Falls While Sporting Baby Bump

2010-07-09T11:58:00.001-07:00

Okay, so I hear that Alicia fell during a concert for the Essence Music Festival. I'm not a big Alicia fan, but I care if a preggo falls. I JUST decided to check it out on the (Spanish pronunciation) U-Tube.

Okay. She's alright. She popped back up. Kept it PRO!
Seems like she tripped over a cord or something. Coulda happened un-pregnant.
I don't think this means she should "go sit down somewhere". She just needs to watch where she's going. It's not like her shows require strenuous choreography.

ANYWAYS...
I didn't rush YouTube in search of the footage because in these last few months, a bunch of singers have been "falling" on stage. You get to the video, and it ain't that deep.

Like Rihanna

Somebody just forgot to score her shoes. No biggie.

Lady Gagas

I dunno how you fall where you aren't really moving. I suspect cocaina.
Just sayin'.

Again. No biggie.

I was going to put the video of Jennifer Lopez falling at the AMAs, but I think she had it taken off of YouTube. All the ones I could find had these horrible introductions to the uploader's fake ass record label. I.CAN'T.

When Jennifer fell, I wasn't even sure that she fell. She popped back up so quick.
Pro.
Again, a shoe issue. She wasn't wearing dancer's shoes. She was wearing street shoes. All her rehearsal pics shoes her in sneakers. As a dancer, Jennifer shoulda known better.

Now, the point of me posting all these videos of chicks slipping.
I compare ALL stage incidents to none other than Ms. Sasha Fierce.

Yes!
Beyonce ATE SHIT in this video.
Aww man! I cried when I saw this video.
I mean, she FLEW down them steps.

No matter what I may say about Beyonce, her ass popped up and commenced to flangin' her lace front LIKE.A.PRO.

But that shit was hilarious!
I would not have laughed if I were at the actual concert because I would've thought she was really hurt. Even when she popped up. All the adrenaline going, she coulda lost an arm and would not have felt it.

I think it's safe to say that performers fall. That's just how it is. All of these girls are at the top of their game, no matter how much I think Rihanna's fame is based on her looks, and Gaga's for lack there of. They all fell, and got back up.

I'm glad Alicia was okay. Hell, I've seen pregnant women bump their bumps into things, fall, drop hot coffee on the belly...for the most part, the baby is well cushioned. I remember a lady on the news (back when I was a kid) and she was stabbed in the belly (I know, horrifying!). SHE was all fuxed up, but the baby was born and totally chillin'.

Pregnant women are not China dolls. Yeah, they need to be mindful of things, but it doesn't mean they should be locked away and just eat for 40 weeks.

Hmm, maybe that's how a lot of normies have "baby fat" 4 years after they had the kid.

Lindsey Lohan Sentenced 90 Days

2010-07-06T16:35:00.000-07:00

Boo fucking hoo.

This is what fux me up with everyone saying that she's getting mistreated because she's a celebrity;

1. She got a DUI and was caught with cocaína.
Real mofos would STILL be locked up behind some shit like that.

2. She lied about who, what, when, where, and why.
In the state of California, perjury is a fuckin' FELONY!
Mofos would STILL be up in jail if that went down.

3.She missed her crack-head classes because she "had to work".
Bitch!
#1. WHO you work for??? I'm just sayin'. Whose movie set you been on???
#2. You can't count going to clubs as work, because that ain't gon' fly with the judge. AND clubbing occurs at night. I know you need to sleep off the toxins during the day, but come on honey.
#3. A REGULAR muthafucka would have lost their job when they got that DUI. Mofos that are your age and in college would have lost their scholarships and grants. They woulda been fucked and hoping that SOMEONE in their family wasn't too disappointed with them to help them out with Pookie nem's tow-truck service so they can get paid under the table.

AND...
If you still had a job after the DUI, the judge would not have given a fux about your job. Do you WANT to go to jail, bitch???

And if you gave a fuck about your career and reputation, you wouldn't have been driving drunk and high with no draws on in the first fuxin' place.

4. Then her ass had to wear and ankle brace, like that was cute or something. And her shit went off because she was drinking at an after party.
Regular mofos would have been confined to their house and been on lock like Britney Spears. And if your probation officer KNEW you was going to parties, you woulda got chopped.

What really pisses me off, but doesn't because the girl is obviously sick, is that Lindsey didn't even try to pretend to clean up her act. It's like with teenagers. Tell your parents what they want to hear, then do what the fux you wanna do. But naw, Lindsey does her shit out in the open because she KNOWS she ain't going to jail.

Oh! Wait!
And what's this shit about when she went to Cannes and she lost her fuckin' passport????

Girl, bye!

What are you, fuckin' 2???
Suri Cruise has a purse and I bet she gots all her shits in it. What's your excuse???

If you can't take care of major shit like your fucking identification (in a post 911 world where if some shit went down, don't nobody care that you were in Mean Girls) then maybe you need to stay the fux at home.

See, Lindsey has shown everyone that she does not care. As long as the coke is poppin' and the drinks are of plenty, she's good.

Aw yeah. I just ran across the code for the video of her ass trying to get out of jail free.

Damn, Tito: Al and Tipper Gore Split

2010-06-01T14:19:00.000-07:00

Al Gore has been with his wife for 40 years. Forty.Years.

Now, they're getting a divorce???

No one cheated???
No one had hoes in the back house???

What the fuck is a young, unmarried person suppose to do with that kind of info?

It's another bad omen.

You meet guy.
Guy is great.
Guy loves you.
Guy marries you.
You pop a couple of kids.
Guy cheats.
You're replaced by a piano playing pop star.

-OR-

They just leave you, because you "grew apart".

Damn.

What was it all for then?

Why put all of that into something for it to end?

40 years.

Not 2 years after we met at Katsuya.

40 fucking years.

What the fux is Tipper suppose to do?

Jump back in the dating game?
Be alone?
Have a splackavelli a la Oprah?

I'm starting to really rethink this marriage thing.

I mean, you kinda think you've beaten the odds after 40 fucking years of marriage.

Where's the goal line? When you're old as shit and one of you dies???

Hell, you hear about old ass people re-marrying and being so deeply in love after their spouse dies. You wasn't all that damn attached.

It's just proof that love is not eternal. It's ephemeral. So long as it's under our terms. But if you die, or I just figured out that your snoring IS a problem after 40 years, you are more than capable of finding what you need elsewhere.

I hear people talk about rather or not there is a such thing as "the one". I always felt like there is someone for everyone. Just not ONE person. Or maybe there is 1 person for you at any given season of your life.

But fuck, what does that mean then? That someone who is the one for me now, may not be when I'm Tipper nem's age????

So why marry them?

Why not just keep fuxing them, and break up when you're done.
Kinda like Ziploc bags. They're reusable, but after a while, they get kinda funky. So you have to throw them out.

Oprah has the right idea. Just keep him in the back house and fux him at your leisure.

Or even Halle Berrys (yes, with an 's')

At first, I was kinda disappointed that she got knocked up. Then I thought, "well every man she's married knocked her around or cheated". Then she broke up with homeboy. It's like, she basically had a baby with someone she was just fuxing at the moment. Not a life partner.

But now, I've changed my mind about her...again.
She wanted to have a baby. While she still looks great, her eggs are drying up. This was the best alternative.

At this point, I *think* I want children. I dunno, I may only feel like this because it's what we as women are "suppose" to do. Honestly, I dunno if I want to be responsible for another human being. I mean, if I fuck up, society now has another fucked up person on the loose. I know mothers can only do their best, but it's a big responsibility.

It's kinda like someone asking you to pick up their dry cleaning...in their Ferrari.

Like, HELLLLLL NAW.

It just seems easier to have your lover and a couple of dogs.
Maybe a parrot.
I kinda want a parrot.
But they shit all the time.
But so do dogs.
....I dunno.

Gypsies, Tramps, and Thieves

2010-05-26T16:34:00.001-07:00

I've noticed that when wealthy men cheat on their wives, everyone scoffs at the wife for being pissed and wanting to rake him over the coals. She should've known that her athlete husband was going to cheat on her, so she shouldn't be mad.

I'm also finding that if you aren't your husband's equal financially, you are automatically dubbed a gold digger to some degree. You then forfeit your need to be compensated fro having a broken marriage and a few kids to raise. If you dare ask for spousal support, everyone forgets that your husband is the one who broke his vows, and "how DARE you think you're worth anything more than a value meal at McDonalds".

It just seems so not worth getting married to someone of such status. I would feel as if I had to prove that I actually love my husband. That I'm in it for love. WHY should any woman have to prove anything to outsiders?

These sort of scenarios are one of the reason why I wouldn't want to be a housewife. I don't knock anyone that is one. I just feel like it makes one too vulnerable.

You're happily married. Kids are all happy and healthy. Husband cheats.

You
a) get a divorce, only to be told, "you are really cheeky for wanting some spousal support. Get a job, you lazy bum!"

or

b) stay in the marriage, because it's less messy, and he IS a good provider. So why complain?

If you have some independence, you can tell a mothaf*cka, "F*ck you and that stank-ass horse you rode in on!"

You could walk away. Very much tattered, but nonetheless.

I'm also learning that if you weren't making a small fortune before you married said rich dude, then you weren't really ever good enough in the first place. You should be lucky you even know what Louis Vuitton is, let alone own anything by the house.

It's like you're Cinderella. We think you're a nice gal. You deserve to be happy. We'll let you marry the prince. The prince is fuxing some other princess in another realm. You have no right to be overly pissed because, after all, you WERE JUST scrubbing floors in your stepmom's mansion.

Oh, and having one's child doesn't really account for anything. It's like any b*tch coulda popped a kid. You're not special. No one cares that the docs failed to do an episiotomy and you couldn't tell your conch hole from your ass hole for months after the kid was born.

If you don't like being cheated on, just go away back to the obscurity you came from.

Dumb Choices A*s a Youth That Follow You Forever

2010-05-05T00:30:00.001-07:00

Tattoos. I'm not against them. I think they're cool. I believe one should choose their tattoo wisely. Where the tattoo goes is just as important.

I see so many young girls with these hideous tattoos in visible places. Like, ghetto place. The neck. Their chest/boob area. Their upper thigh (these chicks wear too short shorts JUST so was can see that they love NuNu). That may be cool to you now, but what about when you grow up???

Take Mary J Blige. She has some hood tattoos. Beautiful woman otherwise. She is definitely a different woman from her What's The 411 days. However, she has to live with poor choices from that era.

Here she is at the 2010 Met Gala.

She looks BEAUTIFUL in this J. Mendel. But what fux it up??? Her hood-ass tattoos. If they weren't there, or covered with makeup, she would look like a normal person attending the ball. The tats scream, "she may whup my ass in the bathroom if I make eye contact". I know, Mary isn't that type of girl. Then again, she DID big-face her husband.

I remember reading somewhere that the rapper Eve didn't regret having her dog paw tattoos on her breast. That wasn't who she was anymore, but she has no regrets. Maybe Mary feels the same way. That's fine. If she can live with it, I can just click to the next party-goer.

I dunno, it's like if the First Lady had a tramp stamp.

Oh my gawd. Can you imagine Michelle O having a tacky tramp stamp and it's exposed during one of the O-Family's vacations in Hawaii????

The Benefits of Screwing Diddy

2010-05-04T16:02:00.001-07:00

The Met ball was last night. The who's who of fashion and entertainment was invited. Not Just any ol' body.

Last night, Kim Kardashian tweeted:
"In Toronto can't sleep, looking at pics online from the Met Ball! My dream to go to this Costume Institute Ball! Loving these dresses!"

So, I'm like, "Aww, Kim isn't on the real celeb list for those type of events yet".

Then, I was looking for photos from the ball for my other PG13 blog.
I ran across this

In case you're lost, like I was, this is Cassie....she's a singer....okay...she's sleeping with Diddy so she still has a record deal.

And THAT is the ONLY reason why Cassie is at The Met Ball over Kim Kardashian.

Now you can argue that both are hoes. Whatever. I would think that Kim is more visible to the point where she would be invited to the ball over Cassie. Who has one hit in the urban market., that wasn't even that great of a song. I can see why neither would be invited. They're tarts. But if you had to pick one, it would be Kim.

So Cassie brought her wannabe ghetto fab to the ball and Kim tweeted about her strong desires to be at the Met.

I wonder how Kim Porter feels? I mean, that was HER ticket. I would be mad as fux. I think Kim Porter would get more out of the event than Cassie. Diddy coulda took Cassie to Applebee's and she woulda been content.

The Definition of Asshole

2010-04-29T21:27:00.000-07:00

You know what I can't stand? Assholes.

I'm a pretty intuitive person. I know when shit is about to go down. I know if I want to be a part of it or not. Usually, I don't. If I tell you I don't want to partake in something, it's with good reason. I more then detest when someone proceeds with starting shit then decides to discontinue the conversation due to them not agreeing with what you have to say. Hanging up in one's face equals "I don't think what you have to say means shit. Fuck you."
*CLICK*

That's how I take that shit. I never hang up on anyone. Sure, I'm a bitch. But if I'm going to be a bitch, I have the stamina to actually deal with the shit that is a result of my bitchiness. I don't just hang up on you. That's rude as fuck.

If you're exasperated, then agree to disagree. End the conversation like a decent fucking human being. Don't meltdown like a teenager and hang the fuck up.

Asshole-ness can also mean that said person was using you as a sparing partner. They never gave a shit about your opinion, they just wanted to hear themselves talk. After all, talking to yourself constitutes for a nice check from the government every month. Some people want others to co-sign their opinion or belief. The moment you don't and continue not to once they have given their proposal, they want to abruptly end communication.
RUDE!

It's kinda like playing Monopoly with someone you think is going to be lame and not buy property when they should. You think you're going to get all of the railroads and leak them. The moment they obtain all of the railroads and Park Place, you wanna get mad and flip the game over. You can't do that shit.

When I say I don't want to play, it means leave me the fuck alone...ASSHOLE!

Dipsticks and Lollipops: Jessica Simpson's The Price of Beauty

2010-04-27T18:01:00.000-07:00

I watched Jessica Simpson's show The Price of Beauty on Vh1.com today. I wanted to give this show a chance. Why a chance? Well, I'm not a Jessica Simpson fan. She's a 'tard-box. Now, if she was just stupid, I can give her a pass. However, Jessica thinks being a tard-box is cute. She plays on it. She's like a 7 year old child.

Another reason why I had no desire to watch this show was because, in my opinion,Jessica is only doing this show because she was called fat and her feelings were hurt and the producers over at Vh1 can only air so many shows about raggedy hoes gold-digging behind dudes that ain't sold an album since I was a virgin.

Jessica has no record deal. She couldn't sell records in the first place. She tried to sing country until they boo-ed her ass out of Nashville. She can't exactly rely on acting. What mad Jessica successful? How is she profitable??? Being a tard-box on a reality TV show with her then-husband, Nick Lachey.

Don't get me wrong. I'm glad she has this show because she needs to bring in money. Her shoe line that she license her name to is doing pretty good. Okay, I'm throwing shade. I will give the benefit of the doubt that Jessica DOES make approvals with the line.

Okay. So I watch the first episode. She has Ken Paves on there. Okay. Maybe I'll stay. Then I see her handy-dandy-tard friend, CaCee. Now I know I'm in for some bullshit.

In this episode, they're in Thailand. First they go to the marketplace. What do they do? Act like they ain't never been nowhere.

They then meet this woman who used skin lightener that messed her up pretty bad. Jessica said in her commentary that she didn't know that people desired to be lighter in other countries. Umm...yeah. We have that problem here too, Jess. But whatev. Jessica told the woman that it will be okay and to keep singing (she use to be a singer). I guess that was nice, but that's not how it works in Thailand. If you're found to be ugly, deformed, disabled, or have the wrong color eyes, mofos will ostracize you. Why do you think she was bleaching her shit? She was trying to fit into her society. Here, in America, we live in a melting pot. We got more flavors than Skittles. In places like Thailand, you're either "in" or you're "out". No pun intended. I hate Project Runway!

Next, the trio head to a monastery to meditate because in this culture, it is important to be beautiful on the inside.
Now this is when I hit my limit. Do you know this donkey bitch sat up in the monastery and started giggling because she couldn't sit her ass still long enough to take in some damn culture and find some fucking peace??????????

RUDE!

In her commentary, she didn't really show remorse. It was all cute and funny. She did say, "For some reason, I couldn't be at piece with myself, so maybe I have a little bit more work to do". Really, bitch???? Really???

I stopped the video. I can't. The show wasn't good enough to make me continue. Jessica was irking me. Just when I'm give people a chance, they show me why I should stick to my first mind.

The Price of Beauty is a rip. I thought it was going to be Jessica Simpson going around the world and really doing something great. I really did think she was going to be serious. This was her chance to show us that she's not an idiot and it was all for ratings back then. But no. She IS and idiot. I think she's a nice girl. She doesn't mean any harm. But where the fux is her mama??? No one tells her to grow the fuck up??? People say mean shit about her because they think she's too stupid to understand in the first place.

Wow. Just Wow!

2010-04-24T22:45:00.001-07:00

As you know, I go on MediaTakeOut.com to find out about black celebs and gossip. Today was kinda boring....I don't know who Drake is. I mean, I do, but I don't.

So I click on this video. Apparently, this chick works at a hoe clinic (the place you go to get your coochie checked) and she found out that her friend from back in the day has the HIVES. Well, she set her up with her sorry-ass baby daddy to give him the HIVES. She said that if he died, she would get SSI for her kids.

WHAT KIND OF MONKEY SHIT IS THAT?!

First off, it ain't that serious. If a man doesn't want to take care of his half of the responsibility, then it's up to you to do what you gotta do for your kids. YOU laid up and had 3 fucking kids out of wedlock. Deal with that shit. Don't try to have someone killed.

THEN, her donkey ass is sitting up here on the fucking radio, telling every damn body how she set everything up. Ever heard of conspiracy to murder??? If she bought the chick with the HIVES a combo meal at McDonalds, that's soliciting murder. But we can't expect her to know that.

What the fuck?!

I can't...

Check out the video

The Duggar Baby Back In The Hospital

2010-04-12T17:09:00.000-07:00

Josie Duggar, the 19th kid from that Duggar show on TLC is in the hospital. She was born a preemie back in December (only 25 weeks gestation!). They let her go home. Now she's back in the hospital because her vitals went south.

FIRST and foremost, I'm praying for the little baby. That's such a horrible thing for an infant to go through.

Now, back to my real reason for this post. Josie is the 19th kid. Her mom is 43 years old. Okay. Now. I'm all for you having kids, but you know that after 35 you have a greater risk of having a complicated pregnancy and a child with issues. We've seen older celebs pop out healthy kids, so we know this isn't always the case. But seriously, you would think that after having a shit load of kids you would think, "Okay, I'm approaching 40. This pregnancy isn't going to be like the first one". I have friends who had kids in their 20s and were having one in their 30s and whined about how it was harder. They were more tired. Their feet hurt. Their ass hurts. All that shit. So someone who is a pro like Michelle Duggar should've thought about that.

I don't think they do any thinking. I think they just screw and drop.
Screw. Get pregnant. Drop the kid. Repeat.

People on the blogs have been getting pissed at those who judge them. Okay, they pay their own bills. They're not on welfare. Good for them. But I look at how they run their baby farm.

The older kids are raising the little ones. They do some serious chores. They're home schooled, so they have no reason to leave the house. Nor do they get a break. When are the parents screwing to even make these kids? Oh yeah, the older ones are washing the clothes, putting on dinner, helping with the school work, re-tapping one of the younger kid's shoes.

As soon as the older ones are old enough, what do they do? They go off, get married so they can move the fuck out. But fuck the oldest boy now has a kid too!

And I'm sorry, but when you have a kid the same time your mama has a kid, that shit is ghetto to me.

ANYWAY...

I suppose these kids are happy. They don't know any different. They aren't encouraged to go outside the home and have a life. I think the son who got married found his wife at church. About the only place the family goes. It just burns me up when folks have kids for their other kids to raise. That's not their responsibility to raise your fucking kid!

So now we got baby Josie. As a preemie, she's going to have issue for a LONG time. Even once she's healthy. Are they going to have another kid a month from now??? Who is going to take on THAT responsibility?

I think their two oldest girls are over 18 at the moment. You know they'll be married off and popping babies of their own soon. They have 2 more older girls who can fulfill duties until the next set of girls are old enough to help hold the house down. Michelle would have had 2 or 3 more by then. That's no shade. And I say girls, because that's who you see handling most of the woman-work in the household. The boys do the stuff outside. Girls cook, clean, tend to kids.

I dunno. You can't even enjoy your kids if you have a bunch of them running around. You spend more time trying to keep things in order than you spend quality time with them.

Again, I hope the baby does better. But that is my opinion about those people.

Spare The Rod, Spoil The Child

2010-04-12T13:18:00.000-07:00

Beat the child, or they'll grow up to beat you. That's my motto.

I read an article early this morning about the effects of spanking your children. Blah blah blah, the American Academy of Pediatrics says that if you spank your kid, they will grow up to be aggressive. So basically, don't do it. We don't want aggressive people in our society.

I don't have kids yet, but I DO plan to tap that ass if they get sideways with me. That's how I was raised. And yeah, that sounds archaic, but it served it's purpose.

I grew up watching my older brother catch whuppin's. He's seven years older than me, so I saw him get into all kinds of stuff. Normal kid stuff. You go out to play. You're told not to leave the block. His ass would be on the next street over, playing basketball and shit. He got his ass tapped. Maybe him and the other kids were outside talking and he got caught using the BIG curse words, like muthafucka. He got his ass tapped.

From witnessing this, I knew I BET' not be outside cussin'. And I BET' not leave the yard if I was told not to. And don't get it twisted. I caught whuppin's too.

Stealing sugar cubes from the pantry and hiding them in my room so I could gorge off of them like a crack baby.
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My grandmother had a clothes line in the backyard. I got caught swinging from it on several occasions.
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I think I accidentally rolled my eyes once. You already know what was said, and what happened.
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Took my mother's expensive lipstick and drew all on the freshly painted white walls.
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I took the slats out of this wicker dirty clothes hamper so that I can use them as ski poles, because I was skiing (while jumping on the bed).
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Took my brother's remote controlled model car and stuffed toilet tissue in the back tires and pushed the button on the remote. I was making popcorn.
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Drew on my quilt that my great aunt made for me. I was SUPPOSE to be taking a nap. I got bored.
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I was eating sunflower seeds in my bedroom. Instead of spitting the shells in another bowl, I spit them on the side of the bed that you don't see when you come in the room. Shells EVERYWHERE. I got tapped, THEN I had to pick up all them damn shells out of the carpet by hand!

I was practically an only child since my bro was much older and allowed to go more places. So I was bored and had a vivid imagination. I was scared to catch whuppin's. I hated not only the fact that they hurt, but that I had disappointed my mom or grandparents. I have NEVA caught a whuppin' from my dad because I know his ass DON'T.PLAY.THAT.SHIT. My grandmother didn't play neither. MAN. May she rest in peace. With her, you BET' not cry. And you better fix your face after you get the whuppin'.

I think that set the precedent when I grew older. I wasn't trying to catch no whuppin' in middle or high school. I knew to stay out of trouble. My last two years of high school, I was living with my dad. I wasn't trying to piss that man off. He woulda given me a whuppin' no matter how big I was (for the record, I'm still the same size as I was in high school). THEN I was afraid of other stuff, like him taking my car, my cell phone, or the credit card.

Some may argue that I was afraid to be beaten or some other dramatic shit that folks associate with whuppin's. I was never beaten. Neither was my brother. We grew up in a very loving home. As you see, I was spoiled. Not as spoiled as my brother. But spoiled. The whuppin's were spread out. It wasn't like we caught the belt every week, or every month even. Just when we fuxed up.

I know some people that DID catch the belt for whatever. They were being abused. I can understand them growing up to not believe in spankings. That's cool. That's their business.

But I can't stand to go to the market and see these bad ass little shits throwing tantrums and talking crazy to their mama, and NOTHING happens. Bitches start counting! What the fuck?! Pop his little ass on the mouth and watch how he gets on hush-mode. You gotta be slick with it these days because they'll put you in jail for spanking your kid.

I mean, you really see kids rolling on the floor and shit in the publics! Let that be me at that age. Baabay. Meet me in the circle, it's goin' DOWN. No way I wouldn't have gotten my neck wrung. No.Way.

Now, back to this study by the AAP. Your kid will grow up to be aggressive if you give them spankings. Am I agressive? Maybe. It's a good defense mechanism. Especially in my chosen career field. I'm not a time-out kind of girl. You're going to know how I feel. I know how to be diplomatic. But I'm not just going to sit there and let you walk all over me.

I think the study meant to scare all the new-wave mommies into thinking their child will grow up to slap folks across the head if you spank them. Some of the comments from the article asked how could you teach your child not to hit other kids if YOU hit them. Hmm... I just knew. You don't hit other kids. Or you'll catch a whuppin' for fighting. LOL. Backwards, I know. But that's what I knew. I was always smaller than my peers. So I was the one getting hit across the head by the other kids. If somebody hits you, you hit them back. Never pass the first lick. But then I was taught that the first lick may be your only lick. Hell, I hated confrontation as a kid. So I wasn't this aggressive kid that the article said I should be.

Sometimes my niece stays the weekend with me. She's a pretty normal kid. If she fux up and you raise your voice, she starts crying. That kind of child doesn't need a whuppin'. She got the point. Her little brother??? TAP.HIS.ASS.

I think that whuppin's should come in moderation. Kinda like pound cake. You only need one slice every now and then. Not the whole damn cake. Who is to say if whuppin's will make your child aggressive. Shit, they may be aggressive because their parents are, or they go to school with rough ass kids. Who fucking knows. I think it's a child by child case. I may not actually whup my kids when I have them. Maybe I'll have to light their ass up on the regular. Who knows. I don't have the actual kid with the actual personality yet. But I am all for whuppin' your kids. I would even wear a bumper sticker on my car if I didn't think bumper stickers were tacky. I'm tired of reading these dumb ass articles scaring parents out of being parents. I'm tired of watching Super Nanny and seeing the kids Ku Fu kick their mom in the chest, only to go to a bullshit timeout.

Fuck that!

Tap That Ass!

Or they'll be tapping yours.

I Will Never Pay Money To See Rihanna Perform...

2010-04-09T15:06:00.001-07:00

...because of this shit right here.

Rihanna is NOT a performer. She just looks good and walks back and forth on the stage. I mean, seriously. What the fux are you doing?!
She's getting ready to go on tour and THIS is what you want your FANS to pay for???

It's like when people use old boxes to wrap gifts in. You THINK you're getting something from a fancy jewelry store, and it's a sentimental seashell that your cheap ass boyfriend found on the beach that reminded him of you. Q_o

Stop disappointed folks!

Kelis' Acapella Is Actually Good

2010-04-09T14:17:00.000-07:00

I was looking for something else on YouTube when I decided to check out this new thing Kelis has going on. I'm not a Kelis fan really. I just respect her craziness. I think she is legitimately crazy and not just trying to hock a couple of albums because they're too ugly to sell regular pop music. Oh yeah, you know who I'm talking about.

Anyways, I clicked on the vid. It was very different from what I know Kelis to put out. The video itself was shot very artistically. The song isn't going to be played on the urban stations, but I KNOW this will catch fire in the clubs. She's definitely going to pick up the European market with this. It looked legit.

This makes me happy for Kelis because this means she can go out an earn her own cash instead of fighting with Nas over some money (hell, most of it will be spent in the legal fees).

Jenny McCarthy and Jim Carrey Break Up....Okay.

2010-04-07T16:44:00.000-07:00

I've been hearing about this ALL day. I didn't care when they got together, and I don't care that they broke up. It's not like it's Will & Jada. Or even that baby-buyer Angelina and Brad. You've always kept your shit on the low, so why the fux should we care now??? Oh, so when you're engaged to another dude next month, no one will think you're a hoe??? WHY?!

You know what? I'm being cheeky. Jenny and Jim has never done anything to me. I just hate when people are all closed up and private, then all of a sudden they're tell you their business.

That's like if Beyonce got pregnant (like Media Takeout is saying) and decided to do a reality show about it.

Kelly Rowland doesn't need a hit, she's got one, thanks!

2010-03-30T20:06:00.000-07:00

I'm getting damn tired of folks bashing Kelly Rowland's musical efforts. Every time the girl moves, they wanna claim that she's trying to be Beyonce, or that she's trying too hard. What do you want the girl to do? Roll over and die? *knock on wood*

We all know that Beyonce was prepped to be the leader back in the Destiny's Child days. I don't blame her, or have any beef with her for it. Hell, the people creating the group were HER parents. Who you think was going to get the most attention?

When the girls first went solo, Michelle said she wanted to sing gospel. She did, and did well.

Beyonce wanted to sing R&B. She did. Well, it's more poppy to me, but whatev. She did. She of course was well marketed and is the biggest things since Easy Mac.

Kelly said from jump that she wanted to do pop. Look at her singles from her first solo album. That wasn't near the shit she was singing in the DC days. When the Nelly & Kelly song came out (what's it called? Dilemma???) it was obviously an R&B song ('specially since they snatched from Patti). THAT'S what saved Kelly in a sense, because no one could really buy Kelly as a pop singer.

It's kinda like if Kelis started singing country.
People would be SOOOOO confused.

Kelly (Matthew Knowles) had already branded herself as the backup chick in a cheesy R&B girl group. For Michelle, it was easy to go into gospel because she hadn't been the group long enough to really build a persona. She was the replacement chick. She wore the safest costumes. Okay, Tina designed the girls' costumes based on rank in my honest, honest opinion. Again, you gon' make sure YOUR baby has the best costume. Michelle was the bottom barrel, could be replaced if she sneezed without covering her mouth, girl. She got the mammiest costume. Which was never flattering. She used that to play that she was the most conservative one. Perfect for a gospel music transition. Beyonce didn't try to change or readjust. No. She basically did the same thing she did before, just now, she didn't have to play shit down because there were other girls standing behind her. She could shake her hair more. Pop her sequined ass. And over-sing like she was conceived by Aretha, Mariah, AND some Celine Dion. That took her to another level.

We were still trying to figure out what the hell Kelly was doing. No. After the Nelly & Kelly song, she was forgotten. Beyonce was flanging weave!

Fast forward. Kelly got a boob job (which is cute because I didn't realized she got one). She kept working. She got a break. Just not here in the States.

There's a little ol' place called the rest of the world. It's easier to sell music there. People aren't as fickle. They don't hang on to old shit. Well, they LOVE Kelly Rowland. I mean, her hit "When Love Takes Over" was #1 in about 9 countries! It was Top 10 in over a dozen more. It sold like crack everywhere...but here.
Here, most people weren't even aware that Kelly was doing anything. If they did know anything, it was that Kelly left her record label and cut loose Papa Knowles as her manager. Regardless if she was dumped, or if she left on her own, it was the best thing. When a label has an artist like Beyonce, they really don't give a flying shit about you unless you're selling the same, if not more albums. These days, with the internet and Live Nation, you don't really need a record label anymore. Especially if you've already been in the game and have strong contacts.

Anyway, the reason for this post is because I was checking up on my black gossip (Faith Evans owes the IRS some money) and Kelly had done some work. I guess it was catering more or less to the gay crowd. Well, that caused some serious internet tongue lashing. The title of the post suggested that Kelly will sell her ass to whomever to try and be like Beyonce. How dare she forget about her R&B and hip hop fans to sing for the gays. She's trying too hard. She looks a mess. Etc. etc.

Again, Kelly is doing what she said she wanted to do when DC first went solo. So shut up on that.
Who cares if she does performances in gay clubs. If the music is good, they're there. They like what Kelly is doing. It makes all the sense that she performs at one of their super chic nightclubs.
She's not trying too hard. How can you try TOO fucking hard when you're in a business that requires blood sweat and tears? Hell, she's not trying hard enough in my opinion.

I get tired of hearing that someone is copying Beyonce or Lady fuckin' Gaga just because they're wearing a bodysuit.

Fuck that. That shit isn't reserved just for those bitches. And they weren't the first to go flashing their conchs.

Tina is old as catfish and is STILL rocking the conch.

Everyone pulls inspiration from somewhere. Don't none of these girls today own shit. Not even their own names (I heard Gaga was getting sued by some wet noodle ex-boyfriend because he supposedly came up with the name. Greasy!)

Look, I don't even like Kelly's music like that. But I like that she never gave up on her dream just because everyone else said that she should or because Beyonce was being put on a pedestal.
*For the record, I think that shot doesn't even effect Kelly and Beyonce's relationship. That's just mess that we keep up because we have no lives*

That's just like I respect Ciara. She keeps on working despite the fact that her fans have turned on her.

All this is to say that Kelly IS doing the damn thing. She's doing VERY well for herself at the moment. She has to build up a new fan base because those that loved her in her DC days don't now. She keeps on working, and she does it with a smile.

So leave her the fuck alone!

Vogue is a fashion magazine

2010-03-29T13:54:00.001-07:00

There has been some more buzz about that Gabby girl from Precious. Apparently people are pissed that Vogue doesn't want to put Gabby on the cover. Here we go again with that shit.
Vogue is the devil for not putting a plus sized, black girl on their cover. How dare they!
Oh, fucking please!

Some were arguing that Vogue put Jennifer Hudson on the cover, so they should put Gabby. Okay. Gabby is no Jennifer in the looks department. Let's just be honest about that. Jennifer is beautiful. Gabby has a beautiful personality, but not so much when it comes to physical beauty.
Jennifer Hudson is also within the range of "healthy". I don't mind looking at her. I'm not saying I'm offended when I look at Gabby, but I don't particularly want to look at her in a photo spread.

Vogue says that they'd have a hard time actually dressing Gabby. I believe it. They would have to pull a special wardrobe JUST for her. There's no Ungaro dress in the closets for her. So okay, they have to make provisions. But again, is she worth it to them. Will she sell many mags? The whole Oscar buzz is over. Maybe she will.

At the end of the day Vogue is a fashion mag. They want to put someone appealing on the cover. So forgive them for being shallow about not putting Gabby on there (weight aside).

What really bothers me is how everyone is suppose to have a black person on the cover of their magazine because "we" demand it. Therefore, it should be. And the moment a black person isn't favored and a white person is, the publication is racist and elitist.

I don't care what race a person is. If they're interesting, then I'll buy the mag. For the record, I don't too much fux with Vogue because they had that baby-buyer Angelina Jolie on the cover. I'm still bitter. Leave me alone!

For instance, Jennifer Hudson on Vogue. She looked great. She did a great job in Dream Girls. Did I buy the mag? No. I'm not really into JHud or what she has to say. You put Sanaa Lathan on something, and I check it out because she's interesting to me. I don't buy shit with Beyonce on it because she has nothing to say in an interview. It's always the same shit about how she ain't gon' tell us shit. $4 down the drain. Rihanna ain't got shit to say. Taraji is somewhat interesting to me. I LOVE Kerry Washington. Zoe Saldana (which I consider Latina but people are claiming black in the whole black folks debate) is cool, but kinda bland. I don't buy mags for her.

And you know what really burns me up? They ain't been putting black folks on the covers before, but y'alls was still reading the mag. NOW you wanna be mad about it?!
And if you weren't reading Vogue, or any other fashion mag, then you AREN'T the publications demographic and they have every right to NOT reach out to you.

And if I were Gabby, I wouldn't want to be on the cover of Vogue because I'm black and/or plus size and that will please everyone. No. I would want to be on the cover because the editors think I'm cool. That I'm beautiful. I'm an inspiration.
To me, that's all the way across the board. I would want to be recognized for my work, or beauty (because THEY work in an industry strongly based on looks).
If I'm an actress, give me props for a role I did. Not because I'm a BLACK actress.
If I'm a model, make me a spokes girl or put me on your runway because I am beautiful and have a great walk. Not because I'm BLACK or CHUBS and it will cause controversy/press.

George W. Bush Acting Funny

2010-03-24T15:14:00.000-07:00

This shit is hilarious. He gon' shake the people's hands, then wipe that shit on Bill Clinton's shirt on the slick. LMAO.

What the hell, man?

Bill shoulda turned around and said, "Ay, this is Lands' End, homeboy!".

And I swear, for a split second, it looked like Bill caught that shit and had a face like, "I know the fuck he didn't..."

Okay, on a serious, grown-up note: You're not suppose to find disaster victims in Haiti as filthy. Not to the point where you wipe your hands after shaking theirs. I get it.

But on my germaphobe side, I do this with everyone. Rich, poor. Black, white. Whomever. I'm like Monk. I need a Chlorox wipe.

I can't believe he actually wiped his hand on Bill's shirt. Like, come on.

Shakira World Cup Song Sample

2010-03-23T09:01:00.001-07:00

As you may or may not know, Shakira will be performing at this year's World Cup in South Africa. Last World Cup, she performed Hips Don't Lie/Bamboo and it was amazing!

I got this clip of the song she'll be performing this year. I don't know the exact title, but I believe it's a cover of a popular African song.

I'm just giddy with joy. This will tide me over until Shak releases her first song from her upcoming Spanish album. It's suppose to be the one she recorded with Calle 13.

WHY She Gotta Be Black???

2010-03-19T10:04:00.000-07:00

This shit right here! Always somebody being ghetto as fuck. WHY?

This college student disrupted her class. Teacher called security, she got dropped.

Now, do you think class can really resume after this mess???

I don't know where a lot of you went to school, but I have experienced a few girls like this. Not in any classes within my major (those girls at that school can't handle deadlines and using their brains to construct a garment) but always in the general ed classes. There was always ONE girl who HAD to pop off at the professor. And they're always the main person who is slow as fuck in the first place. Take your ass to the remedial class if you still don't get it and we're in midterms week.

There's always one girl trying to punk another student in class. And keeping it real; it's always the hood girl picking on the quiet white girl, or the black girl who isn't part of that crowd. They never start shit with the other hood girl in class. Now THAT would be a great YouTube video to watch!

Aparently, the girl disrupted and the other girl (not seen, but heard in the video) said something. Which caused homegirl to take up precious class time to let everyone know how she's mad. I love how she told the professor that SHE mad her mad. SHE is the one who is making her continue to act an ass. Girl, bye! YOU are a loser. YOU have anger issues. YOU need to get the fuck out of the class so that other people can get their learn on.

"I paid my money for this class!"
Fuck you so did I! So did all the other students sitting there.

THEN when the police came, she wanna act brand new.

Now, I don't have a whole lot of experience with cops. I cried when I got pulled over a few months back because I forgot to change my vehicle registration sticker. The officer had to tell me to relax. My only true knowledge is from watching Cops.
If a cop walks up on you and you flinch. I mean blink wrong. Anything. They're gonna drop you. Homegirl was already crunk, and she had a defensive stance. So she got dropped. Knee in neck. That's how shit goes. She was STILL combative. Like, really bitch??? I woulda punked out and been crying. THEN her ass made another threat. I'm not sure if it was towards the professor, or the first girl she admitted to threatening. But she said it in front of the damn cops.

Furthermore, I wonder if she was remotely embarrassed when she was dragged into the hallway and courtyard by 3 officers. Three! I feel like you only need 3 officers when you have some crack on you. That's pretty bad.

She's probably gonna holler abuse. She's probably gonna have that girl scared as shit. The professor is probably reevaluating why she's an instructor. And we STILL don't know the answer to question #3 on the chapter review! Ain't that some shit!

Trying to play nice: Gaga's Telephone feat. Beyonce

2010-03-11T21:23:00.001-08:00

Not really a Gaga fan. Okay. I'm not. I can't tell you much about the girl. My feelings towards Beyonce are lukewarm. However, I cannot deny their star power. No. Let me rephrase that. I can't deny Beyonce's star power. I have no idea what the appeal is about Gaga.
Anyway, I said, "This Telephone video is suppose to premiere tonight (I noticed it in a YouTube advert an hour ago). Instead of me NOT participating in anything Gaga, I should really, really give it a chance".

WHY the hell did I do that?

First of all, why am I watching a HORRIBLE rendition of Jailhouse Rock for 3 minutes??? I mean. It took 3 minutes before we got to any music.
And may he rest in peace, but I didn't like that crap with Thriller. And that was the jam.

THEN, they got Beyonce acting. I really don't want to talk shit about her acting abilities. She has to repay that favor to Gaga.

They totally fucked up the vibe of the song with all these parts in the video. Beyonce's part is suppose to shut it down. Yet, they have her in a tricked out Chuck E Cheese coin ride thingy mouthing her parts. I say mouthing, not because I don't know that they ARE mouthing when they make music videos, but because Beyonce didn't have no feeling behind it. Just bouncing on the coin ride like and idiot.

I'm not even going to watch the rest of the video. It's just a damn shame, and I'm pissed. This is what happens when you try to be nice. You get shit.

This Bitch....

2010-03-11T19:39:00.000-08:00

Jessica Simpson said that she SOME-Fucking-TIMES brushes her teeth. WHAT?!

Do you know that the human mouth is the dirtiest part of the human body? Do you know how many bacteria grow and fester in your mouth at night when you sleep? That shit just sits on your tongue...chillin'. They ain't gotta pay no rent. Section 8. And THIS bitch has no inclination to brush her damn teeth.

Talking about she uses Listerine or her shirt. Jessica, are you 12?! No. Are you a 5 year old boy?

If I was John Mayer, I wouldn't even let you be my jump off. I would be like Pretty Woman. No kissing on the mouth....or the basement light switch. Nasty ass!

THEN she's telling folks she's trifling. I don't even use that word.

No. That's scandalous.

And the reporter is laughing like, "Hahhaa....she's so silly. But for real, what's your brand of toothpaste???"

Apparently, Jessica is still the vacant-minded little girl she was on Newlyweds.

Just Wondering....

2010-03-10T07:52:00.000-08:00

Why did Beyonce say she usually takes her wedding ring off for interviews???

I did a post on the other site about Beyonce opening up a beauty school in New York. Today, I was catching up on my black gossip (because I otherwise would not have known Fantasia has a gazillion ghetto ass tattoos all over her body) and they had a video interview about her and her mother. It was sweet. She loves her mom. Okay. I get it. But there was a part in the interview where she noticed that she didn't remove her ring. Here's the link to that video:

Click to 3:05

Okaaaaay. WHY are you pretending you're not married? No. That's not what she's doing. She's wanting US to pretend she's not married. Beyonce has been screwing Jay Z for YEARS before they even got married. They've done the red carpet together. On her Thanksgiving special, she is shown jumping up in Jay Z's arms because she missed him. It's very apparent to the rest of the world that you two are married. She says she wants to remain private. Okay. You must know that no one wants to know how often you and Jay pop-lock. No one is asking you to divulge any info. She irked the shit out of me when she won one of her Grammy's and thanked him, only to later say how she didn't mean to. What the fuck?! He's your husband. You won your 6th or 7th award (I didn't watch the Grammy's in it's entirety. No one I was interested in was performing). Of course you're going to thank your freakin' husband who supports your endeavors. I mean, come the fuck on!

I just don't get it. Now she wants to take her ring off??? We still know you're married! And all your contracts state that you should not be asked about your personal relationship. So what are you being OCD about???

And why is it that you WON'T acknowledge your marriage, but it's okay for your mom to blast you about poppin' out babies??? Oh, because THAT is oh so cute. And the story was about you and your mom's marketable relationship.

I'm not say their relationship is fake. I don't believe that it is. I think the two are very close. But let's keep it real; Beyonce is ALL marketing. She has a very tight PR team. Why is she doing a full on television interview about the beauty school? If you look at the video, they spend more time talking about Beyonce than they do the school or the rehab program itself. There could have been a simple press release, a few AP photos, and call it a day. Her people know how to hock some shit. The video was nice. I really didn't have anything bad to say other than her ring comment. It's shit like that that keeps me from really liking Beyonce.

I will say, she is getting better with her interviews. She seems more relaxed.

Latin Music Is More Permissive Than Music In The U.S.

2010-02-28T13:01:00.000-08:00

You always hear that when you make it in the U.S., you've really made it. In regards to the music industry, I'm starting to see why. The U.S is a tough crowd. We're wishy washy, and disloyal. The slightest change in the wind can mean career suicide for a performer. Seriously. As you may or may not know, I listen to a vast array of music. It seems to me that music from other countries is fun and JUST music. Here in the States, we focus SO much on how many albums a person sells or if they wear the right dress. Or whether or not they can fit that dress....and was it indeed liposuction.

I wanted to talk about the differences in the reception of performing artists here in the U.S. as well as the Latin market.

"She's too old for all of that"
If you sing pop music and you turn 30, you're done. Start looking for a retirement community. U.S. fans thin out, and the wave of judgments come. You're not sexy anymore. People say harsh things like "washed up" and start pointing out the flaws.

Case in point: Mariah Carey - 39

Mariah has sold 100 and some odd million albums all over the world. She started off young, at about 19 or so. Beautiful, talented, writes her own songs. One of the best voices out there. When her and Tommy Motolla divorced, she went buck wild. She started living it up. How does that Beyonce song go? Imma a diva...

Then. Then. THEN, for some reason or another, Mariah snapped in the early 2000s. Okay, celebs get to have a breakdown every now and then. I mean ALL their business is on blast 24/7 and they have this facade they have to maintain in order to sell us picky Americans albums. But everyone took it as a weakness and a lot of her fans ditched her. And don't try to tell me anything different. I was there. Mofos were acting like they didn't know a bitch.

Okay. So Mariah pulled her shits together. Had a GREAT comeback. Everyone was eating their words. While Mariah was allowed back in the Pop Singers Union (mainly because she wrote some relatable songs for teens to sing about their shitty boyfriends who dumped them before homecoming) the comments started. Mariah was not only over 30...but she was approaching the dreaded 40s. I personally don't think 40 is dreaded, but Oil of Olay does. Now, supposedly 40 IS sexy. But only if it's within the parameters of what society declares it to be. A nice pair of Not Your Mother's Jeans and a blouse is how you're suppose to dress in you late-30s.
Not like this:

You're not suppose to feel THAT free after a certain age. No matter how your body looks. So Mariah has a bit of a black cloud over her in those regards. "She looks a mess." "She's too old for all of that". You hear people makes those sort of comments more often than you hear them compliment her music. And if you know anything about Mariah the person, she likes kiddie shits. Hello Kitty, and dogs, and other fluffy shits. Mariah's image at this point shadows her talents. You're even hearing folks say that she doesn't "sing" anymore. I guess because she's using the less labor intensive parts of her 5 octave range vocal. But hey, she isn't singing "Make It Happen" type of songs anymore. Cooing is permitted.

The Latin Side: Paulina Rubio 38

Paulina is a mega star herself. She's sold about 20 million albums as a solo artist. If you don't know who she is, she's the chick that sung that song "Don't Say Goodbye" during the early 2000s. Pau has been in the business since she was kid. She got her big break singing in a pop group Timbiriche back in the 80s along side Latin singer Thalia (who is now married to Mariah's ex-husband). Anyways, Paulina likes to be naked too. She's not particularly a good singer. But she has that je ne sais quoi.

She's not dismissed as a tart. I mean, Paulina runs around yelling "Muy Cookie" and likes fluffs and shits too. I believe her dresses are shorter than Mariah's. Oh yeah, it's possible. The photo above is not just a stage costume. Pau goes out in the public like that. And she don't give a shit. But the Latin audience doesn't mind. Her music is fun. It's not sugar pop by far, but it's still fun music. If Paulina was to give the U.S market a 2nd try, folks would say that she's too old and trying too hard.

"Once You Fux Up, You'e Done, Kid"
Being that most Americans have semi-fucked up lives, we sure are hard on celebs when they fuck up. Once you fall from grace, we're done with you. You might as well have announced that you have herpes simple 12 and it's airborne contagious. It's 5 times are hard to sell albums when you're a fuck up.

Case in point: Britney Spears, 28

Oh, Britney. ¿Que Paso? She use to be America's sweetheart. Fuck a Taylor Swift. Britney was holding it down (can you tell I was a fan?). Dancing, singing...being blonde. And sure, she lipsynced. Not everyone had a daddy that made them spend the summers running in heels and singing shitty R&B songs as a child *coughs Beyonce*. And to be honest, I didn't like Britney because of her vocal abilities. I liked that she was dancing. Choreographed dancing. You have to remember, as far as pop was concerned, we were just coming off the Spice Girls. While I LOVED them too, their routines were basic. So when Britney busted out on the Baby One More Time Video....I'm gonna stop. Getting teary eyed.
LEAVE ME ALONE!

Anyway, Britney sold a shitload of albums. Videos were great. Body was on point. Was even screwing Justin Timberlakes (yes, with a 's'). Then Britney fuxed up. Supposedly she fuck around on Justin with Wade Robson, her fugly ass choreographer. But I don't think that was true because Wade has since hung out with Justin. And I think that would be janky to be mad at Britney, but still hang out with Wade. Fux that. So Britney was basically a machine. A money machine. They gave her a tiny bit of freedom. Add the fact that she was at an age when most girls are coming into their own and trying to figure shit out. Then add the fact that you KNOW you're just a cash cow for all these adults who really don't give a shit about you. The following occured:
Married some dude from back in the day during a trip to Vegas while her handlers were getting a massage at the hotel spa.
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Started going to the club (she was never really seen going out before because she wasn't of legal age)
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Started fuxing a reject backup dancer she met at a club. SUPPOSEDLY he's danced for Janet. But Janet ain't claiming his ass.
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Even though that "dancer", Kevin, had a 2nd oops-baby on the way, Britney basically stopped her world tour so she can snuggle with him
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"Chaotic" came out.
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She married Kevin, and started playing step-mommy
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She soon got preggo
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Kevin started spending money like it was water
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Britney put the baby in her lap while driving
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The same baby fell out of his high chair because Britney went outside to smoke a cigaretter (lol. I added that last part)
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Britney gets knocked up again
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She was smacking gum and wearing cut-offs during an interview with Matt Lauer
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She text Kevin for a divorce
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She started hanging out with Paris Hilton
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Shaved her head
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Went to rehab
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Lost custody of her boys...even though Kevin is a meth-head
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Got a new manager, because her old one figured the money was gone, so he caught ghost
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Got on MTV and was loaded like a mug
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Had a nervous breakdown (like for real)
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Her daddy that was never there for her ALL these years decided to look after his little girl. It still counts if you get paid to do it and have to fill out a W2, right???
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Everyone that ditched her, realize that they really do love her. Because money buys loves
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Now. Britney looks like this:

Since her people have come back into her life, she's released "Circus". The album did okay. Her market use to be everyone. Now, it's mainly the gay community (they know how to just enjoy the music, let me tell ya) and a few left over die-hard fans that are just showing support. She'll have to segue into a niche market like Madonna has.

Anyway, no one was letting go of the fact that she fux up so bad. They still aren't. She obviously still lipsyncs. Her dancing is not there anymore. I reckon it's because her mojo is broken. You see rehearsal videos, and she's tearing it up. But in front of an audience? She won't move. Her people won't even let her do interviews anymore. And for what? Everyone says the same thing. "She's fucked up", "Who picks drugs over their children", "What kind of mother goes on a tour". And the fact that Britney has let herself go physically does NOT help. Britney will never have the fame that she had before. It's better to be called a tart, than a fuck up.

On The Latin Side: Gloria Trevi, 42

Ay, where do I start? To describe Gloria to my English speaking friends....she's different. Kooky. But talented as hell.
Here's the chisme on Gloria:
Hubby had sex slaves. Like young girls. Gloria was cool with it. Police caught on. They went on the run. Supposedly, Gloria got pregnant during all of this and she ditched the baby somewhere in Spain or something like that. Fuxed up, right? She continued running to be with her husband. They got popped in Brazil. Gloria went to jail. Well, she was preggo by her husband, and basically had her baby in jail. Then was extradited to Mexico (where she's from). She was up for release, but the judge denied that. So she went on a hunger strike. Just trippin'.

She was let out after 4 years. Went to the studio. Released an album. It went platinum. Went on tour, released another platinum album. And I mean, it's not because the chisme is juicy. The songs ARE great. Like I said, talented. The Latin market was forgiving. They listened to Gloria's side of the story (she was innocent, but wanted to stand by her man) and made their choice. I'm still going "daaaaang" from it all. But "Cinco Minutos" is the shiz nite, baby!

Okay. I'm done with my rant for now. I just noticed that here, if you do what we want you to do, then we love you. Elsewhere, it's just about the music. If the music is good and you're not half bad looking, then you're in.

Jennifer Lopez Dropped From Label But Still Good (2 Second Rule)

2010-02-28T12:14:00.000-08:00

My thoughts on Jennifer Lopez getting dropped by her label
Let me first start off by saying I am a JLo fan. I'm not die hard, but I like her. I like her style. I like her business sense. I like her mink falsie eyelashes. Jennifer is the shiz nite.

Since the news broke that she was dropped from her label, everyone has been weighing in and talking crap about Jennifer. And in true fashion, I gotta give my 2 bits.

I never thought of her as a singer in that sense. She didn't even go on concert tours because she would rather make movies. She didn't start touring until she got with Marc.

Now as far as her movies and acting ability; she does romantic comedies. You don't need to be a Kate Winslet to do those. Seriously. She pulls her weight, and the movies do well (both box office and DVD).

Mind you, she has her fragrance empire. She has the JLO clothing line, although not sold here in The States anymore, sells like crack in Russia. Her albums sell pretty good there too.

And her record label dropped her? Okay. Most artists are going to Live Nation now because labels are worthless if you're already established. You basically need a record label to build your image, connect you with producers and songwriters, and distribute your albums.

Her image is already established. She knows everyone in the business that she needs to know. And hell, with Twitters, and the Myspace, you don't need to have a traditional distribution outlet in order to get the music to your fans. There are plenty of artist out there who are independent from a label and do well. No middle man to split the money with either.

All this is to say that her life is not over. She can always make movies. As far as her music, if she changes her audience (go adult contemporary) she has a better shot. She can still use her limited vocal range.

Now there's a report that Jennifer is SO depressed because her career is in the shitter. Hmm. From the looks of Jen last night on SNL, she was beaming. Didn't appear to be depressed at all. But what do I know?

Splash Media gets credit for the photo.

Huggin' and a Lovin'

2010-02-06T14:13:00.000-08:00

While on Twitters ( yes, with an s) a few ladies were talking about young people and their tendency to be willy nilly about sex. The subject of home training came up as well.

So, what do I have to say about this?

Well, I do find that most of my peers ARE willy nilly about sex and relationships. A lot of them even boast how they can be so detached. Those people don't bother me as much. It's the ones who get to crying about how they are treated like crap by guys...not too long after they gave up some ass.

Case in point: Roc-....let's call her Megan. Megan is a
chubby girl. I say that endearingly. Beautiful girl. She's kinda vaccant in the head, but she's okay. She sleeps with these guys. I mean, not goes on a date then give him a little schnoo schnoo. No. She doesn't even require a proper date. She usually meets them at industry (fashion) events. Now let me tell you about fashion events. Most of those men are gay or models. So with her and her low self esteem ( I'm not gonna lie, being thick and on fashion..people DO give the side eye to her) and a model giving her some play, she hooks up. Next time you talk to her, she's crying about how he won't answer her text or phone calls. Well, duh! Did you really think he was going to take you home to his mom???

Everytime is see her, this is her story. Somebody don' fuxed her and left her hanging.
Low self esteem is to blame.

Now, those who have sex buddies but never have complaints: This is the thing. There are so many girls, like Megan, who give it up that when a decent girl wants to actually be courted by a guy, she has to deal with the guy basically dissing her (old word) because she's not giving it up. Now these types of girls arent as skiddish about sex because everything they're learning about guys up to this point tells her to be more open about these things.

I can tell you what I've heard during my teen and early adulthood.
Young boys thinking they're playas. You never see anyone correct that.
Boys have the power. Even if we are strong and value ourselves, the boy has the power to dump you and date another girl at school. You still don't have a homecoming date.
Let's say you wanna date the upper eschelon boys (jocks, student body president) you constantly hear and are told to NOT to fux up this dude's life. Nevermind the fact that you're in honors classes and looking at a coca cola scholarship. You're seen as a problem, and you haven't even thought about sex.
You're constantly told by loving adults to not have sex. It can ruin your life. You'll have plenty if time for boys. You'll meet better guys in college. You don't REALLY hear don't have sex because it's precious. You hear don't have sex because youll fuck up your life. The love crap is emphasized later, if at all. Even if you have a little steady beau. The idea that what you "think" you're feeling for him isn't really speacial is very much the concept engrained in a lot of girls.

So what happens after high school? You go off to school and start meeting this guys who are supposedly better than the little ashy elbow boys back in high school. And let's face it, hormones. Freedom. No one is telling you not to screw around. Not even because you can get the clap. Your parents are mostly freaked out over tuition and why the hell your college algebra book cost more than this month's light bill.

You've seen the politics of dating back in high school. You may even have held out. But things are different now. You think you have control. You think you're grown.and the guys ARE hotter. Their game is tighter. You say fuck it.

You either become the girl who blew, then cried. I'd the girl who cuts off emotions and lives it up.

This doesn't mean these girls are flaming hoes. They can be the type who runs behind the same dude who keeps using them. Or the girl who says she doesn't feel anything for her schnoo buddy, but secretly hopes that if she's cool, builds a friendship with the guy, and keeps giving up the good good, then he might see that you ARE a cool girl. Girlfriend material.

This carries over into adulthood.

Now you have full-fledge hot messes. Some of those girls snap out of it, and realize it IS better to not have a guy call because you didn't give up nothing, versus giving it up and he changes his number.

So that's one reason why a lot of the chicks in my generation are hoes.

Oh yeah, and we also grew up looking at Beyonce poppin' her junk and having guys at school say how fine she is. Not good on our self esteem. We automatically want to be hoe-cats like beyonce. She supposedly controls her sexuality, so young girls interpret it as such. And who does Bey date and eventually marry? A rapper.

My oldest memory of Jay Z was that video and that rapper girl was like, "before I put this p*ssy on ya mustasche".
If THIS is okay with golden girl like Beyonce...and the boys think she's fine and Jay Z is the greatest rapper until Kanye throws another fit...what do you think girls are going to grow up and think???

I'm not proof reading, and my hand just caught a cramp. I'm done!

Comments?

Thinking of doing a personal blog...

2010-02-02T19:08:00.000-08:00

Most of the people I know with a blog have a personal blog. That's all. They just post things that are on their mind. That seems a lot easier than doing a fashion blog.

Don't get me wrong. Fashion is important to me. My education is in it. But the blogging part has left me feeling some kinda way.
I'm not a journalist. I use to write back in the day, but when it came to career choices, fashion was it. I never wanted to work at Vogue. I was and am more concerned with the actual production of the garment. I started the blog because I wanted to have something to keep me tapped in while in school. It's for fun.

But this blogging game is getting serious. My feelings about it is for another post entirely (plus my finger is getting tired from fooling with this touch screen).

Anyways, I think a personal blog would be better than me ranting on Twitter. So, I think that's what I'm gonna do.

About to do something really big...okay kinda big.

2009-10-21T16:46:00.000-07:00

I'm always in development of something. Always planning. Always setting things in motion. I never tell anyone anything. Why? Because the questions follow. Questions that I don't want to answer. Or maybe I don't feel like being analyzed during this phase. If you don't need to know, I don't tell. This has earned me the label of "secretive".

I don't get that. I'm not secretive. You just don't NEED to know. You can't go telling everyone your plans.

a) not everyone has your best interests at heart

b) I work in an industry where no one is reinventing the wheel, but your ideas are golden. Some tardo can get a whiff of your idea, and they come up. While you're screaming "that was my idea, you bitch!" at the TV.

People Losing Their Faith

2009-08-16T02:08:00.000-07:00

Seems like I run into two types of people:

1) Atheist/Agnostic/Reformed

2) Extremist/Devout/Super Christian

I don't get non-believers. How do you NOT believe in God? Especially since there are so many religions. So many denominations. A lot of them grew up in a religious home. I guess as they grew up, life hit them. So they stopped believing in God. OR, they didn't like God's rules (what's in The Bible, Torah, or Koran). They are so pissed that the church is the deliverer of such rules, so they turn their backs on God, and live their lives sans a conscious. They live by man's law. Don't kill anyone, don't cheat on taxes. Although these ARE found in scripture. And this is not to say that they go around doing evil stuff. I'm just saying that they tend to scoff at those who refrain from evil stuff for moral reasons. Not because they don't want the earthly repercussions.

The extremist. Well, they either grew up in a very devout family. The type that goes to church 50 times a week. Or, they didn't grow up in the church. Maybe they're family was religious, but they didn't go to church that often. So they go through life. They do bad ish. You know, sleep around. Do drugs. Steal. Party too hard. They get burned out. So what do they do? They go back to church. It fills that void that may have caused them to do all that bad stuff in the first place. In Christian faith, they say that they're "saved". The last time I check, Jesus died so ALL of us were saved. And even in Judaism (forgive me if I get this part wrong, I'm still learning) as long as you believe in God, you're good. You just have to own up to your junk.

Anyways, they are VERY devoted to God. They think that anything that isn't connected to the church is unholy. Like, going to a bar. Just a simple excursion with a few of your buddies to have a beer. Not get drunk. Not pick up girls and sleep with them. Just to hang out at a BAR is unholy. But I think they perspective is that if you go to places where people engage in unholy behavior, then you'll be tempted. That's what bothers me. You can't hide from life. I think a true sign of faith and lifestyle is if you're tested and you stick to your guns.

Where do I fall? I'm in the middle. Closer to the bible-thumpers than the atheists. I believe in God. I believe that God has gotten me through life. My faith in Him has. I don't go to church often. But that has more to do with my social anxiety. Not the fact that some churches are corrupt or strict. I mean, you can always change your church if you don't like how they run things.

I know what the Bible says about sinful activities. Like having sex outside of marriage. Of course I've done that. I've never been married, and I'm NOT a virgin. I knew what I did was wrong. As I get older, I feel that sex outside of marriage for me should be with someone I'm deeply connected with. Not a booty-call. My celibacy is due to the fact that I'm not actively dating, thus not building a deep, loving relationship with a guy to have sex with. I've interpreted that as long as I, at 25 years old, don't hoe-cake around town, He will be cool with it. I hope so, at least.

See, I don't get mad and desert Him. I may have tweaked His word to fit my life, but that will evolve as I grow as a human being.

This post isn't about MY faith. I don't have any issues with my faith. I think I have a problem with others not having a faith of some sort. I would never engage in converting anyone. Because who the hell am I to try? You know? Because I really DO believe in Him, I don't see how anyone just flat out doesn't. Especially when they grew up believing.

Brad Pitt said something that rubbed me the wrong way. Okay, to be fair, I will say that I don't like him in the first place. Publicly embarrassing his ex wife like that. Barely divorce and buying babies with that woman, and acting like because he had some over-priced homes built in New Orleans, he's IS the second coming. No, you're just a jackass. But he said something to the effect that he doesn't believe in religion, but he believes in gay marriage. He said a while back that he and that woman won't get married until gays can...right before they commence to buying more kids and popping out twins....as if we ALL should want twins now.

To me, that's retarded. Yes, I said the "R" word. You don't believe in religion because that woman doesn't. Remember how screwed up she was before she bought the first baby? She had issues with religion because her dad screwed up their family. So she cut herself, and wore vials of blood. Bought electric chairs. Just trippin'. She went to Cambodia and realized that people have REAL problems...like not having food at all. She may have cleaned up her image, but her values hold strong. Brad, naturally followed suit. He loves her. He has no choice. So don't try to act like you're a martyr for the gays, Brad.

By the way, I have no problem with the gay community. I work in an industry were 98% of the men are gay. I don't have a problem with them marrying and having kids. As long as they love the kid, it doesn't matter to me. As long as they consider the child and what they may or may not go through. Just like straight people should before having a kid. Don't be a gay couple in Iowa and think no one is going to tease your kid. Come on, now. Be realistic.

That brings me to those who are anti-Christian because this country consists of more Christians that any other religion. And the majority of voters voted against gay marriage. So they are a target. And not just any ole Christians. The Super Christians, and I call them. Very Orthodox. They think Kid's Bop is evil!

Anyways, atheist (and pro-gay folks who may or may not believe) feel that Super Cs are so closed minded. They force their religion. They are annoying.

Pro-gays tend to be the same way. Pushing the fact that everyone HAS to accept their lifestyle. They even silenced that girl that was running for Miss USA (or was it America?). All she said was that that's not how she was raised. And she's glad she lives in a country that gives you a choice (I guess to vote "ye" or "nay" for gay rights). Personally, I don't think she would treat a gay person badly. In fact, I think she would be open to learn more about the lifestyle. Again, she wasn't raised where being gay was the norm. As a beauty queen, she was suppose to give the dumb-girl answer and say that she loves everybody with a big over-bleached smile.

I wasn't raised in a household that "accepted" gay lifestyle. I never even seen a closet gay until maybe 8th grade. You know, the proverbial fruity boy who tries to say he's straight, but all his friends are cheerleaders that he hasn't had sexual experimentation with yet? Yeah, him. In high school, the only homosexuals I encountered was this group of lesbians. I say group, because they were in the same clique. They were on the tomboy side. They're all straight now, and getting married to men. So I guess they were experimenting. One of them I STILL don't believe she's marrying a guy. She was very proud of her lesbianism back in high school. Thinking about it now, some of those girls are now "saved". Funny!

I never gave homosexuality too much thought. Do what makes you happy. That's still how I feel. As long as you're a good person, and we get along, then we're good. I have no problem with you. You're the same to me.

But I don't think it's cool to jump on people who aren't quite willing to accept what you do when the lights go out. Let them have their beliefs. As long as they don't knock you across the head, they are entitled to their belief. And Super Cs are a smaller percentage of the Americans who voted against gay rights. It was that everyday, probably only goes to church every other Easter, person.

Minorities that are the majority in this country. Yes. Black and Latino folks. First off, the cultures tend to be very macho. Homosexuality challenges that. It threatens the men. Secondly, the majority of these people aren't as worldly, to say the least. They think being gay is a choice. They think you can just turn it off. But the fact that you don't makes you...well, someone that wants to do "wrong". Why would you want to be different than everyone else?! That's how they feel.

Voting time comes around. The last election, every minority voted just to vote for Obamas (yes, I added an "S"). Those same people are like, "umm. gay people need to quit being gay. It's just wrong". They vote against gay marriage. It wasn't the Super Cs. Especially not in California. Think about who really lives in California.

Everyone Needing Other People To Change

2009-08-15T16:02:00.000-07:00

I have been guilty of using Twitter. When I first started, I didn't have anything to say. Seemed like everyone had all this cool stuff to talk about. "Boarding the plane to Vegas, whooo hoo!". "Just got the shipping of the Spring collection from Armani". Everything was way more interesting than my life. I didn't want to twit about projects I was working on because they were projects. Not finished products to be shown. My social life is fairly boring...since I spend most of my time working to build my career. I believe I also have a low tolerance of other humans.

Most adults in my age group have issues. Not that I don't, but they have unnecessary issues. Stupid boyfriend. He said, she said. Dumb crap. Things I can't be bothered with. So, I distance myself. Hey, I don't impose my problems on friends. But I guess this makes me a bad friend.

Ironically, I want to make friends. Good friends. The kind of friend that feels like they CAN come to me in the middle of the night to talk about that stupid boyfriend, or clingy girlfriend.

But HOW can I be this sort of friend? Tolerance. Cutting away my judgemental behavior.

I believe that there are 3 types of people in this world:
1) people who are nice, and have nice thoughts 24/7. They always say nice things.
2) people who are nice, but have some not so nice thoughts. They hold back on how they feel.
3) people who are nice, have not so nice thoughts, and have no problem expressing them.

I appear to be #2 most of the time. If I'm comfortable around you, I show you #3.

See, if you're my friend, then I feel comfortable to express myself fully. It may not be bad things about YOU. But I don't hold back when speaking of others and various situations.

I live in a real world. Life hasn't been so great to me. So I tend to see things realistically. Not idealistically.

A gal might be engaged to a guy. If he's a great guy, then I'm happy for her. Really, I am. I love romance. That's the idealistic side of me.

If that same gal is engaged to a guy who is alright, but has shown signs in the past of being a dick, then the realistic side comes out.

I'm not the type to tell the gal to NOT marry the guy. Even if she came to me about her relationship, I tend to listen. But privately...to another friend (not mutual of course) I am willingly to express my not so nice thoughts. "She better make sure she keeps a separate savings". "Who marries someone who has cheated on them repeatedly? She's better than that".

Some people think this is wrong. To have negative or cynical thoughts. Everything should be nice. But that's odd to me. It's one thing to say don't say negative things about a situation. But to say, suppress your true assessment is wrong.

I agree. You probably shouldn't think negatively. But why try to pretend everything is rosy when it isn't? I think one should try to see the good in every situation, but when it is what it is. Well...it is what it is.

In regards of the gal marrying the dip; there is no positive. Marriage isn't one of those things you go into lightly. No couple is perfect, but why stand in a church and commit to someone you're having issues with?

Marrying a cheater? Well now you're going to spend the rest of your life hoping he won't cheat again. Or trying to be the gal that does all the right things so that he won't cheat again....because it was, after all, you're fault. That's not cynical. That's what happens. A relationship without trust....

Marrying a guy who is inconsiderate and wants to hang with the boys (of whom are basically over sized 12 year olds)? Well, this will leaves you resentful. Why? because you're the one who makes all the sacrifices. You're the one who changes your lifestyle to accommodate being a parent (once you have kids. You know, the ones you had in hopes to keep hubby at home). Resentment adds up, quick!

And I'm not attacking guys.

A guy marrying a girl who is spoiled? Well, he's either going to always break his neck to please her, even at the expense of his happiness. Or, he's going to spend his relationship constantly fighting with her about her ways. Again, resentment sets in.

But one is to not speak of these things. You're suppose to think happy thoughts. It's none of our business. It will work itself out. Like I said before, I wouldn't impose these opinions on the persons in question.

What does this have to do with Twitter?

Well, on a very boring night I was watching something on TV. My laptop was near. I twitted a few things about how I felt. A few of my followers thought this was hilarious. I wasn't trying to get a laugh. At that point, I thought no one was even reading my twits. Twitter depressed me a bit. Anyways, this made me feel comfortable with expressing what goes on in my head. Besides, no one I know in real life follows me on Twitter. Except Aldn and Victoria. The former is familiar with my brand of humor. Victoria is a new friend. And you can't find me on Twitter because I'm not listed under my name. @IAmDiddy (Sean Combs). Nope.

A few nights ago, I felt that my rants could lead to a few followers unfollowing me. I have yet to lose followers. But I do. I do worry they'll grow tired of me. Ranting can be overwhelming for others.

Not all my twits are rants. And not all rants are in anger. I'm just expressing what I can't in real life, for fear of offending anyone. Everyone is so politically correct. They are more PR than Beyonce during an interview.

I guess I'm writing this because I'm starting to feel guilty for feeling things that aren't "nice". People who are judgemental are fucked up. Fucked up people have fucked up lives. No one wants to hang around people with fucked up lives. If you don't have people around you, you're double fucked up.

It's bothering me, because my own mother (the one person of whom I felt like I could say anything around) tells me these things.

If I can't be frank with my own mother, then what the fuck?!

It makes me feel like I am a fucked up person.

Nobody Wants To Get Married Anymore

2009-08-13T00:29:00.000-07:00

So, Kourtney Kardashian is knocked up. Very shocking, but not. Her ass had a pregnancy scare during the first season of Keeping Up With The Kardashians. I think that was the first season. So it's apparent that although she was in a committed relationship, she didn't take the precautions to prevent any oopsies.

I guess on the last season of the show, she broke up with Scott (the guy she thought she was knocked up by before) because she finally realized he was a retard, and a user.

Now, her and Khloe are having their own show (to showcase THEM and not Kim...you know, the more interesting one) and all of a sudden, her ass is pregnant.

Who the hell is your baby-daddy? I say baby-daddy, because if you're not married, that's the title you get. It's like the scarlet letter. Hey, it's better than "whore".

Do I think Kourt is a whore? Not really. I think she's careless as f*ck. I know she's 30. I know she has money to raise the kid. But it turns me off when people pop kids like their a new OPI polish color, but won't get married because they aren't ready for a commitment. What the fux?!

I'm a modern girl with a few old school ways. You find a guy....not just any guy. Not just a guy with a great portfolio and credentials. But a man who loves you for you. And vice versa. You get married. You stay married for a few years. THEN you have a baby.

Not, date a guy for 5 minutes, then come up pregnant. Don't marry him. Then get knocked up again....all while starting a clothing line for babies.

At least Jessica Alba changed her mind on that bastard sh*t and married Cash. And even Camila Alves realized that bastard babies aren't cute...albeit now that she's preggers with baby # 2.

I just don't get it. I want to be married when I have kids. That's not something I want to do as a single gal. That shit ain't cute. It screams that you don't take care of your business.

Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't look at the actual child as "poor little bastard spawn". No. I just get turned off by folks just willy nilly having kids for the sake of being too lazy to slip a condom on.

Technology Is Ruining My Life!

2009-07-20T01:16:00.000-07:00

Don't get me wrong. I like technology. The title was just to get your attention.

I was really referring to the dynamics of the human condition and technology.

Facebook, Twitter, Blogger. UStream. Whatever the name. You know what they are. Social networks. Ways to communicate with the outside world.

For me, a self-proclaimed loner by choice, these things are great. I talk to WAY more people than I would have the nerve to otherwise. The problem isn't the technology itself, it's us as humans.

I don't really have any beef with Facebook. It's pretty benign. You find old school chums. You add them. They see pics of your current life. You leave cleaver messages. Life is good.

Twitter. I have a few beefs with.

Okay, initially I went on Twitter, because I thought my friends were on Twitter (mind you, I JUST got a Myspace page a few years ago after becoming obsessed with the idea that I can tweek my page). Well, a lot of them weren't. Still aren't.

So I'm on Twitter. With my thumb up my ass basically. It's not open like Myspace where you can look at profiles and possibly run across something interesting. You have to know someone. I don't know anyone. Remember?

You can make friends with celebs on Twitter. No, wait. You can follow them. Great. Still pathetic. But it's cool. Because it's not as embarrassing as having them as a friend on Myspace and hoping the web guy from Depeche Mode will hook you up with tickets. On Twitter, if you're following Justin Timberlake, you get to see what JUSTIN says. Not what his PR rep says he said.

By the way, if you follow Justin on Twitter, he mostly give links to stupid videos.

Also, the celeb you follow might actually twit you back! OMG, girl!

But let's talk about normies.

So, after a while, I followed a few normies. They followed me. There was this one gent, whom I still follow, and he's an author. At first, I was following him because he twitted some things that I got. He seemed cool. But after a while, I realized he was only promoting his book. A self-help book. Gawd damn! This would be fine, except he's just wanting to add (follow and be followed) as many people as he possibly can. Who cares if they are his demographic (single, dingy women with $30 bucks to blow). He's a black author. He should've been on Essence.com or something. Not saying those women are dingy. But from a marketing stand point, that was his demographic.

Then, I noticed with other normies, that I would twit back to something they said. They wouldn't reply. You knew they were there (although Twitter doesn't have a flashing smiley face like Myspace, or the green dot like Facebook) because they would twit something else a few seconds later. Well, fine. It doesn't seem that deep. But you feel rejected. Left hanging. Then they twit asking for more followers.

As of right this moment, I have 111 followers. The first time I really noticed I had people following me, I was excited. This meant that people "got" what I was saying. Let me check them out. See what they are saying. When I took time to see who my following was (I will admit, I was proud) I had like 182 followers. I was only following about 80. You cannot leave your public waiting, darling.

I check. Do you know 100 of them were bots?! I felt stupid. Again, rejected. And gawd damn Justin Timberlake wants to tweet some dumbass video of him singing at what looked like a rodeo when he hadn't had descended nuts yet.

I blocked the bots. That's only way you can get rid of them. The number was still funny. Let's keep it real. 80 some odd people I am following. A lot of them are celebs. They aren't following me. Britney Spears is. A few fashion magazines are. and I only have a few normie followers. The rest have to be bots. But I can't get rid of them! Shit!

My normie counterparts are steady tweeting how they want more followers. I ask them why.

They still snub me, despite the fact that they are still following me.

No one can tell me why they would want random people following them if they aren't going to talk to them.

I was under the impression that you can make new friends on Twitter. You go back and forth. You sync up like an iPod, and maybe eventually meet up at Starbucks.

I don't want you to follow me so I can feel like Queen Sheba or some shit.

Which brings me to web casting. Not Vlogging. Live webcasting. Like on UStream. I was following 2 gay chaps from YouTube. I ran across one of them because I was trying to find out about what happen on the BET awards, that I never watch. Well his video popped up, and he was ranting about Beyonce, and Keri Hilson being out of breath. I liked this. He was "wired up". So I watched some more of his past videos. He was cool. Young. But cool. Linked to his Twitter. I get a twit about his live broadcast. It's just like his YouTube videos, but live. And there is a chat box. So you as a viewer can chat with him.

I've watched his broadcasts as well as a few other. Basically it's a person who feels they have something to say, but they aren't saying shit. You, as the viewer, sit in the chat box, asking them dumb questions. Or you're anxious to hear them talk. Mind you, the person you are watching is a normie. Not even an overachiever normie. But you'd swear we were watching Beyonce get a lace wig installed. By the way, I have no problem with weaves and wigs.

Literally, these people are doing normal, I'm bored, shit. And you sit there and watch. They occasional make an outburst because, "it's their show and they can boot you from the chat room!". Ooooh.

I've seen it done. One person asked why the broadcaster was tripping about some childish drama she was going through, and she tried to boot him. When she was unsuccessful, she asked her drones (the chat box followers) to boot the guy. You would've thought he called her a bitch or something.

I've written about how people can be touchy with their blogs.

And tonight I was just sitting back thinking about why we (yes, myself included) do this crap. I understand that it's our voyeuristic side that causes us to initially follow people. Watch what they are doing. Listen to what they have to say. Impose our opinions.

But why do we allow others, strangers, pull rank on us?

Why is it that chatters in the chat box going, "I love you! You are the bomb. You are a perfect singer. You are better than xyz artist who is actually signed to a label and on their 5th platinum album"?

Why are you stroking their ego like that? ESPECIALLY when they could care less. They just want to say they have 258 viewers.

They want 4000 people following them on Twitter because that means they are the shit. Sure. but I just mentioned how I had 100 bots following me. How do you know they really like YOU? Or does it even matter. Maybe you just want to log on and see that number. That number that makes you feel important.

You try to embellish on the concept that you are a celebrity in your own head.

With all this crud, it makes me appreciate Justin's retarded tweets. He DOES occasionally respond at least.

Enough With The "Me Show"!

2009-03-04T22:10:00.000-08:00

Contrary to popular belief, I DO care about other people's feelings. Too much.

I have this nack for taking on people who are so self absorbed, it's ulcer-inducing.

You know who they are.

Everything is a crisis. Or they go on and on about their life, only to never ask a single thing about yours.

I will admit that I don't have the most fantastic life, but could you at least pretend to give a f*ck about how I'm doing. Jeez, if I can sit there and listen to you ramble on and on about some mediocre misfortune in your life with true concern, then you can at least ask, "how's it goin'?".

Or people who try to run you. Try to bully you on the slick. They want everything on THEIR terms.

They talk to you when THEY want to talk. Never otherwise.

Or the users.

Never want to hang out or do something unless they know it will benefit them 102%.

I'm not very patient with people these days.

I don't HAVE to have you as a friend. I'm well acclimated with being alone.

I was compiling a guest list for my upcoming birthday.
I had a list of people. A better list than I thought.

So then I started calling/emailing/texting these people to reserve the date (it's on a Friday).

One friend I called proceeded to talk about the million and one of the same old f*cked up things her life. So I didn't press.

Hey, she didn't remember my birthday last year. As I was on the phone with her, I realized that I care for her, since I have been her "friend" for the last few years, but it was clear that I was NOT her friend. 3 birthdays, and none of them she remembered or even said happy belated. She was wrapped up in HER stuff.

Idiot Point for me.

I contacted another friend who is a hyper version of Paris Hilton. She's a bit opportunistic. Not like she'll steal a guy from you or anything. But she's the type that has to feel going to an event will be worth her social fix.

I purposely didn't tell her that I was planning on doing VIP with champagne and too high heels at some Hollywood snobbery. Why? Because I KNEW she would break her neck to come then. But I just told her that I'm going to go to dinner (which is true) and go out afterwards.

She gave me some ho-hum answer.

This is the same person who took me to some WACK kegger party where she was fabulous, but over-dressed. Next!

I contacted a few others. They wanted to party on a few conditions.

I talked to my mom about this and she mentioned how the economy may have an effect on their RSVP.

First, these are the people who party ALL the time. It's a lifestyle for them.

Second, you can't say that money is tight for them when you see their Facebook page uploaded with new pics of them partying it up HARD at high dollar clubs and new dresses.

"ohh" was my mother's answer.

But this is why I was even considering VIP. That way, we get a table, we get Valet parking for $7 versus $20 at a Sunset parking spot, free admission, and at least 2 free glasses of wine (I was getting bottle service).

After that, you don't have to worry about drinks.

Let's keep it real. We're all pretty. Even the chubby one. Beautiful.

Dudes buy us drinks that we don't even want. You don't even have to ask.

(Note: I always bring money with me to take care of myself. But if a guy wants to buy me a drink, then I can save my $15 bucks per drink.)

So I conclude the awful truth: They're really not that into me. They're really not my friends.

I emailed a friend. She doesn't even live in the same county. And THAT b*tch said, let me know when and where, and I'll be there.

My Friend!

Funny thing is...no the thing that was SOO obvious....I've know her back during the Virgin Tour (when I was actually a virgin). I knew her back before my grandmother died. I was about 10 or 11 when we met.

Of course she's my friend!

Another funny thing: Last August, she was going to have a crappy birthday. I think she was having jerky boyfriend issues.

I ALWAYS knew when her birthday was. I didn't have to write it on my calendar either.

I ended up telling her to go out for her birthday. I'll drive!

I took her to Miyagi's...only to find out that they have Karaoke on Friday's!

LMAO!

It was the corniest thing ever!

I felt bad.

We were both low on cash (I think I had $40 bucks left) and didn't want to pay to park somewhere else, or another admission fee.

She actually had fun.

And we laughed at the "special" guy who was trying to hit on us. He was weird!!!
And the Middle Eastern rapper!

Hilarioso!

So I have decided to celebrate my birthday with her.

I'll go to dinner with my family, and then we'll go out. If the other people want to show up, then fine. If they don't, then oh well. I have confirmation.

I'll be 25 on March 20th.

I've spent 25 years trying to make muthaf*ckas like me. Hoping they'll like me. Being a "good friend" so they'll be a good friend to me. And THAT sh*t didn't work.

So I'll be nice now.

But on March 21st, I'm not dealing with people who are part of the Me Show.

It's time for me to have a segment of my OWN Me Show.

If Jimmy Fallon can get a late-night gig, then I can be selfish for once...to some degree.

Nicole Richie is Knocked up...AGAIN!

2009-02-22T14:31:00.000-08:00

What the fuxs?!

SO do we just not believe in marriage anymore? Let's just have babies with random dudes willy nilly.

I can see Halle Berry having a baby out of wedlock: she got knocked around and cheated on by the last few n*ggas she married. AND she's 40-something. AND she has her own career.

Jessica Alba....I won't say that I hate her, but she has done some things (or NOT, depending on how you look at them) that made me turn up my nose at her. But even she was already engaged to Cash Warren. And when she got knocked up, she married him BEFORE Honor was born.

Salma...another well established gal. After dating Edward Norton for a few years, it's okay to NOT marry the next guy right away....even HER crazy ass married ol' boy last weekend.

Okay...this is my thing. This is why this bugs me.

Joel Madden. Dude from Good Charlotte. The cuter twin from Good Charlotte. Okay. I liked them. The were part of that anti-pop music wave.

I love pop music. So they were on my sh*t list...right up there with Averil-I can't sell a concert ticket-Levine.

Don't get me wrong. I LOVE rock music. REAL rock music. But they weren't THAT hot to make me buy their album.

Out of the blue, anti-po Joel dates Hilary-I think I'm sooo cute, but haven't done anything relevant since licensing my song for the Laguna Beach reality show-Duff.

In fact, that's when they started dating...around the time Laguna Beach came out.

Hilary came out during to 2nd pop wave of my generation:

The 1st pop wave was Britney, Christina, Jessica Simpson, Mandy Moore.

The second was the Disney darlings: Lindsay and Hilary. (that's all I can remember at the moment, thank you).

Lindsay did the Parent Trap remake, and I personally remember her playing Cassey on Young & The Restless. Yeah, I watched that in the morning as a child with my grandmother instead of Reading Rainbow. SO what!

Hilary did Lizzie McGuire. Some dumb show about a pre-teen learning corney life lessons. Like how to NOT lie to you friend about having buck teeth. Whatever!

They (the media) tried to pit the girls against one another like they did Britney and Christina. Didn't work.

Lindsay did Mean Girls and BLEW UP!

Hilary did a Lizzie McGuire movie and dropped a shitty album.

Lindsay grew boobs. Nice ones.

Hilary proclaimed she was a virgin. Not like Britney did. See, when Britney did it, she was still sexy. She was on the cover of Rolling Stone with a Tellatubbie (the GAY one at THAT) half-ass naked.

THAT'S how you say you're a virgin but sell albums, honey.

So we got bored with Hilary. Okay, we were always bored with her. She was the equivalent of Mandy Moore in the 1st pop wave. Dull. But pretty girl.

So Hilary was as sweet as it gets. SO why would Joel Madden of a rock band date a girl who is like 10 years younger than him (i think he's actually about 6 or 7 years older)???

So they date. it's weird.

Kinda like when Fred Durst was trying to get the nookie from Britney. WTF?

They date for a while. then they break up.

why? Probably because blue balls is hazardous to one's long term health.

Real talk, he's older. she's younger (real young). AND she's a virgin. you don't know how to deal until you've had a snake ran up your pipe. I'm just saying.

Okay. they actually dated for a long while. so this isn't just some simple break up.

Naw. Next thing you know, he's screwin Nicole Richie.

I somewhat like Nicole. She strikes me as someone whose coochie stinks, but still cool peeps.

Now it's one thing to date a pop-tart when you're a rocker.

But Nicole Richie.

Aside from being the daughter of Lionel, she falls in the category of Hollywood's Party Girls.

At this point, Lindsay is a hoe-cake. Just f*cking off ALL her little money from Mean Girls.
There's Paris Hilton, Kimberly Stewart (yeah, Rod's daughter), Kim Kardashian, Brittany Gastineau. All them hoes!

They stand for the shallowest of the shallow in Los Angeles. You know what they say about this place. So to be apart of THAT crowd....it's cool if you want to get into Mood. Not so hot if you want people to take you seriously.

So what the heck? Why her???

Real Talk; she probably gives good head. Okay, sorry Nicole. But like i said, she's cool peeps. Plus at that point, Nicole detached from Paris. Tried to mellow out a bit.

Okay, they date for like a freakin' week, and BOOM. She's knocked up.

I KNOW she doesn't want to necessarily marry him at this point. She probably didn't even know if she was going to invite him over for Thanksgiving that year. So okay, raw doggin' = baby.

They continue to date. They set up a charity together. Harlow is the cutest thing.

In my opinion, the whole time they have been together, they had to think about Harlow. The one thing that was truly common between them. Forced. Forced because you can't fake a baby. There is no compromise when a baby is involved. It's the real deal.

They don't really know each other. They know how to be excited over a baby coming. They know how to hold the baby at night because she's teething.

But aside from that, do they really know one another???

They are still in tra la la phase as far as i'm concerned.

Even still, why have a 2nd baby with a guy you have no inclination to marry???

If I don't love you enough...if my love is not to the point where i want to shout it from the rood tops and wear his name...then why would i have a baby with him???

Babies are real. I mean. That's life. That's it. No matter what you two mo-foes do, you will ALWAYS be connected through that baby. But you don't want to be connected otherwise???

Oh, I just thought about it...even stank coochie Ashlee Simpson. Her and Pete had a bunk-ass promise ring. Then they got engaged. Then she got knocked up. and they had the decency to cover it up before the wedding. See, Ashlee comes from a traditional family. You can be a skank. but you cover your tracks.

I really though Nicole and Joel would've gotten married right after the baby was born. That's what they said...I think. Don't quote me.

Harlow is 1, or almost 1. And ain't shit happen....but ANOTHER baby out of wedlock.

Damn. what they hell y'all be doing?

When's the last time Good Charlotte been on tour? Oh wait, they just went on one....Paris was trying to bite off Nicole's stee-lo and dating the uglier twin, Benji. Bitch was all over him. All in his nut sack. Like, "Bitch, don't you have some extensions to sell???"

And Nicole guest stared on Chuck, or one of those prime time shows that I never seen. Hey, if there ain't no cussin' or sex scenes, it ain't real. If the Tudors was on ABC, I wouldn't watch it. Real Talk.

My point is, Nicole needs to close her legs and make some money. She's not even married to homeboy. He can just ditch you.

Even if you get child support, Good Charlotte ain't Fall Out Boy. He don't have money like THAT.

and what you gonna do? Go back home to Lionel with your 2 babies? Okay. You're blessed to have a parent that can help you out if you f*ck up in life.

But I want Nicole to REALLY get herself together. Not just NOT hit a pipe or bottle. We need to do more than sell a few clothes in Kitson. You gotta flip some mad cash, my dear.

Maybe you SHOULD'VE sold those pics of Harlow and kept it for yourself. Mama's money is babies money.

And AGAIN, getting knocked up ain't cute.

Even Britney got married BEFORE getting knocked up.

Always a hater....

2009-02-20T21:12:00.001-08:00

I wanted to talk about having things. Nice things. Striving for a better life. Being wealthy...or owning luxury goods.

Why is this wrong?

I want to know why it is wrong for a person to want to drive a Mercedes.

Let's just say that they CAN afford it. F*ck, even if they can't, that isn't the next person's business. Not their household, right?

But let's just say that they can afford the car. They live in a typical suburban neighborhood. Make decent money. They always wanted a Mercedes. SO they buy one. It's NICE.

Why is it that other people turn their nose up and have something salty to say?

"The maint. is HIGH"

"Gas Guzzler!"

Even if they don't say anything, you feel it.
It's like, "how come you can't drive a Camry like the rest of us in the category?!"

Nothing wrong with a Camry, but I'm just saying.

The automatic assumption, even if subconscious, is that the new Benz owner is selfish...it's shameful.

Why is it wrong to want a VERY HIGH PAYING job...no. career???

Why is it wrong to want to be a lawyer instead of one of those guys who work on the side of the freeway? what do you call them, CalTrans workers? I dunno. You know what I'm saying.

It's wrong to NOT want to be blue collar.

Well hell, I don't wanna work that f*ckin' hard...damn. OR maybe that person has more of an aptitude to use his brain versus hands.

Who knows.
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I looked up the Seven Deadly Sins. I guess this subject would fall under Greed and Pride.

Okay, it's wrong to want something that you have to kick a few people in the nuts to get it. That's not cool.

But is it wrong to want nicer things? If i obtain a Mercedes and a home in Miami Beach's Star Island (don't hate) is that bad? or is it okay so long as i don't f*ck anyone over while getting it?

This pride thing. It's about striving to be better than other. To look down your nose at folks. Of course i want to better...there is always someone better than me. and i'll always be better than someone else. They say that our body is our temple. we shouldn't do bad crap to G's property [if i cuss in a post, i don't like to use HIS name....work with me]. With that being said; why NOT strive to be better. just don't kick anyone in the nuts.

I want nice things, but i have no intentions to hurt anyone while getting there. I may be a b*tch, but i like to help people. I care about them.

I don't like backstabbing. you have to look over your shoulder too much when you have this trait. My nerves are bad enough.

I want a nice home. maybe 2. one for 90% of the year, and the other for 10% (vacay home). I want 2 cars. A Range and a Mercedes. Doesn't have to be a Bentley. I want to be able to afford what i want...I want to send my future kids to private school so that they don't have to bust their asses as much. They can have a jump start. I want to have friends and family with birthdays and be able to just go out an buy them the gift I envisioned in my head.

Speaking of head. I want to be able to go to the freakin' Salon every week. Dang, every other week.

I want a facial every month. clear my pores out like a Biore commercial.

I want to give money to a charity. not just the measly $15 dollars in exchange for the return-address labels. I REALLY want to give.

I want a walk in closet!

I can't swim, but i want a pool. i envision my future kids having a birthday party and my husband TRYING to cook hamburgers on the outdoor grill (he's white collar and half retarded...you know the type).

if my mom gets sick, i REALLY want a back pool house to stick her in...just like i always said.

If my brother gets a new job, i want to be able to buy him a few suits and shoes.

My brother deserves at least 1 Oswald Botang suit!

If a friend gets in a bind because she married a sorry-ass dude, i want to be able to chunk her some money so that she can get her own place...get back on her feet.

I want to be able to travel.
Do you know what it's like to travel somewhere an be on a budget? I don't want to do that.

and when me and my husband are having issues, I want us to be able to fly to Mustique for a few days to get re-connected. not just yell and hate each other.

and i want PREMIUM cable.

Not JUST Showtime (i DO appreciate the one channel i have. so get me wrong. if i had to miss the Tudors...i don't even want to think about it). I want HBO, and shitty ass Cinamax...and i want to order a movie....not JUST the free ones. the one's that cost $3.95.

I want one of those cute washer and dryer that come in pretty colors (although i'll probably end up with a black one).

I want a Birken bag. No, i don't. I don't really like the Satchel style, but damn it, i want it!

I want Christian Louboutin and Manolo Blahnik to send me Christmas cards....not because I'm a valued customer. but because I've hobnobbed with the right people in the fashion world and THESE are my friends...or at least get me on the guest list to a party or sumthin'.

I'm rambling.

I want these things guilt-free.

So long as I stay a nice person, why can't I have them???

Just Wondering....

2009-02-19T16:12:00.000-08:00

Pete Wentz from Fall Out Boy....Wentz is a Jewish name, right? I was just wondering.

If so, then I was wondering is Ashlee my-sister-isn't-fat Simpson converted. Or why DIDN'T she convert.

You know Jessica and Ashlee grew up Christian...Southern Baptist I'm thinking. So it would be interesting to know if Ashlee converted.

But then again, Pete is weird and kinda whacked out. I can see him not being apart of ANY religion...or denouncing Judaism. And in this case, how is it that someone who grew up with values like Ashlee marry a guy who isn't a strong believer???

I was just wondering.

My theory is that when a person converts to their partner's religion, it means they weren't that strong in their faith or that particular practice of religion.

Like Christina Aguilera. I figure she grew up Christian....I think she believed in God. But she strikes me as one of those people who believe, but are slightly confused or jaded because maybe God wasn't there for them (like her mom being abused by her father).

So when ol' dude showed up, Jordan Bratman??? Jason??? I'm not sure what his name is, but you know what I'm saying. He was a Jew. Orthodox apparently. and you know they only marry their own kind. In my opinion, I think that's a good thing. Stronger bond.

Okay, so she converts. I mean, she can still believe in God...Jesus...not so much. But that's cool. You still have Hanukkah! And little Max can have a Bar Mitzvah!

And Katie Holmes. I think she believed in God, but wasn't all that strong in her faith....so she converted to Scientology.

That makes sense.

But how do people who ARE very strong in their faith and aren't scorned by their religion (like NOT liking that fornication is a sin, so they drop out of church) just willy nilly drop it and convert to something else?

Why is YOUR religion MORE important than mine?

How come we can't just believe what we believe? Most of the major religions are the same anyways. Just different methods.

hmm...but I hate to be the fly on the wall with a Jew and a Mormon. That can get intense.

Anyways....I was just wondering.

My New God-Mother! : Roseanne

2009-02-17T15:46:00.000-08:00

As you know, I have a lot of uncles, aunts, furture Summer fling/potential husband if I can manage to tie him up, and step-sisters. I don't think I have a G-Moms.

I've always liked Roseanne. Really. For reals. But after the following, it was confirmed.

chris brown's lies and excuses
make me want to beat the crap out of him...he uses the language of the perpetrator just like every sleazy bastard who ever smacked his wife, kid mother or girlfriend around uses. you dirty bastard, I hope you go to prison for ten years. IT'S YOUR FAULT, ASSHOLE! as for all the mealy mouthed hollywood and music scene chicks that can't bring themselves to condemn a misogynistic bully, let me say this: your time as whores for propaganda is ending, bitches.

This bitch is CRAZZZZZYYYY. I luv it!

She kept it REAL!

What killed me was when she used the term "mealy mouth". I never seen that typed out. I thought it was some bullshit we made up as a society....like Bootylicious. Sorry Beyonce, But that mess should've ended when Destiny's Child got the boot.

Anyways. Roseanne seems to be the only one in Hollywood that wasn't trying to defend Asshole Brown.

I mean really...APPARENTLY he hit the girl. LAPD doesn't do wild goose chases...even for celebs. Then he released a bullshit ass statement. Oh, I'm sorry....I'm sorry too, jackass.

I'm sorry your punk ass didn't get the memo that he's not freakin' DMX or some other loser who makes a career out of f*cking his life up by scarring a young girl for life.

I was never a Chris Brown fan. I'm almost 25. What do I look like swooning over a little boy?

I'm not even a Rihanna fan. (Pretty girl, but has no stage presence. She just stands there looking cute and sings horribly. I'm not going to pay $100 bucks for a concert ticket, only to watch a fashion plate move the the music.....that's what fashion week is for.

Anyways...Chris Brown better hope he and Roseanne don't run into each other at the airport or something. You wanna whup on women? Fight Roseanne!

What A Great Sport: James Franco

2009-02-14T15:13:00.000-08:00

Harvard's Hasty Pudding Theatrical honored James Franco with the Man of the Year Award. Just so you know, I have a thing for James. So that is pretty much the only reason why I'm posting this.

If you don't know who James Franco is, here's a few films he's done:

Spiderman

Tristan and Isolde

Flyboys

Annapolis

Pineapple Express

Milk

Okay. So he was giving the Pudding Pot as an award, but NOT before he had to be initiated.

James is half-Jewish....well sort of. His mother is Jewish, but he wasn't really raised Jewish. Meaning, he never had a bar mitzvah. The theatrical troupe knew this and decided to give him a camp bar mitzvah. James was also forced to read a list of things that he wanted to achieve as an adult (written when he was just a wee lad).

James also had to milk a gay cow! (as seen in the photo) FUNNY!

AND he had to put on sling-back pumps, a pineapple bra, a blond wig, and an eye patch to make is "symmetrical" face, asymmetrical.

He was a good sport about the whole thing.

Personally, I would be nervous about any roasting of any sort. You never know if you're gonna get a Flava Flav moment.

Happy Valentine's Day...Or Not

2009-02-14T12:40:00.000-08:00

It's Valentine's Day. And I'm glad to say that it fell on a Saturday. This means that I'm not forced to watch other people express their love for one another. You have the option of staying indoors on The weekend.

Don't get me wrong; I LOVE the idea of being in love. I am a true romantic...don't let my insanity fool you.

It's just that, I'm single.

Nothing new. Nothing that bothers me otherwise.

I don't even realize that I'm single UNTIL someone asks me what I'm doing for Valentine's.

I've accepted the fact that I won't be doing anything and the day will be treated as any other day. But it's that look I get when I say that I'm doing nothing with no one.

Then the question, "YOU don't have a boyfriend?????"

Nope. I'm single.

"Not even a prospect????"

No. Not even.

"You HAVE to have a boyfriend(???). You probably have them lined up."

Gawd-damnit, I told you that I don't!

THAT's when I feel bad. Because at that moment, I realize that I'm "suppose" to have a significant other....if anything else, by looks and youth alone.

That makes me feel bad. Like I'm behind or something. And you know I tend to be an overachiever. So this fucks with my itty-bitty ego.

Someone asked, "Why are you single???"

As if they were asking, "How come you don't wipe your ass after taking a mad shit???"

And then they expect me to have some horrid, yet typical answer. "I am needy." or "I have trust issues."

So either you have a guy, or you're fucked up and crazy. That's the only logical explanation.

Why am I single???

1st. I don't actively go out....I have no social life. To be honest, when I moved back to L.A from Houston, I just knew I was going to be supper busy with living the fast, young life. Well, come to find out, all of my friends that I had before moving to Houston are not people I have anything in common with.

I met friends through school. And I love them...for who they are. But we don't really have the same things going on. They are either married with kids, or have serious things going on in their lives that I have very little patience for.

My bestie from back when I was a virgin is still cool. But she lives in butt-fuck Egypt. AND she has 2 little boys. So not only does she have to find a way out to L.A but she has to find a sitter.

So, that means that I don't have a solid, reliable drinking buddy. I don't have friends who know of other people to even TRY to hook me up with.

I know. I need new friends.

But my life is consumed with pursuing my career. Also, where do you find new friends in L.A???

If you live here, you know that people aren't that friendly. At my age, they already have their cliques. Their best girl friend. They have their own ritual or method. Entrance to such a sorority is limited at best.

Then you have those that are open. I've found that they are either weird and fuckin' needy as shit (the crisis friend who always wants to tell you about their new crisis as if it's a Christian Dior Sample Sale)....

OR they want something from you. If you can't hook them up with a contact or something, then they have no use for you. They don't blatantly kick you to the curb, but I'm smart enough to know when people are opportunistic. I have a radar for muthafuckas who are trying to fuck you over.

So that's my options at the moment for my social life as a whole. When I do go out, it's always SOME sort of drama. I don't do drama well.

Someone told me to go out by myself.

Yeah...in L.A. okay. REAL safe for a 24 year old female that's 5'2", 105 lbs, and wearing 4 inch heels. Yeah. Okay!

I have gone out alone. And it's weird.

Then i get the guy who comes up to me going, "Where are your friend???"

I'm alone. What's your name?

"You CAN'T be alone (???)"

Nope. Just me. Just out having a good time tonight.

"You have a boyfriend, don't you?"

No. I'm single.

"Nahh...you CAN'T be single. You're a little player, aren't you? You know you gotta man..."

NO the fuck I don't!!!!! I'm trying to fuck you if you would shut the hell up already. Even though I don't do one-night stands or anything. but that's what you feel like saying when ask stupid shit.

2nd. I think that I've always been a solitary person.

My brother is 7 years older than me. And I grew up with very traditional values. So he was allowed to go out and be a boy, and I was harbored like I was the tactical plans to get rid of Castro.

Essentially, I felt like an only child. I wasn't really allowed to go places. Play with other kids (because the nearest kid next door lived with his father most of the time on the other side of town...so we didn see each other everyday).

I had friends at school. But they didn't live close enough for me to be allowed to go to their house and play.

I remember watching Full House or Blossom, and the girls had sleepovers. Ha!!!! Not happenin' for me.

These girls moved across the street from us when I was about 10 or 11. I ended up carpooling with them to school.

I didn't really like those girls. They were black, and listened to "black music". Meaning TLC, Tupac, Snoop Dogg, Brandy. I listened to Madonna, Erasure, The Foo Fighters, NIN, No Doubt...oh my gawd Smashing Pumpkins! Melancholy and The Infinite Sadness was the shiz nite!

So they called me weird. But were otherwise nice to me. Ha...and oxymoron.

They had a slumber party, and I was invited...probably by default. Great.

It sucked. The family was Muslim...Nation of Islam...in retrospect, half-ass Nation of Islam. They weren't completely orthodox in their practices and lifestyle, but that's another post.

Anyways, I got picked on. I was different. And when you're black, "different" can mean you just happen to NOT like Neck Bones when everyone else wants them.

That was horrible.

Anyways, my point is that I had to learn very early to be able to play alone. To enjoy what I enjoy alone. I'm not going to stop liking the things that I like because YOU don't like them.

By the time I hit my teens, my brother was grown. Out doing his own thing. So there was an even bigger gap.

Things have occurred in my life that forced me to be tough. Stern. Not feel anything. Not long for companionship.

Of course I wanted companionship. Like I said, I LOVE the idea of love.

But I just didn't beg for it.

Moving to Houston meant, moving with my dad. Great guy. but dry on the affection side. I think I can count on 1 hand how many times I hugged him.

This was okay. Maybe it wasn't subconsciously, but I had other adjustments to worry about.

I became for active in trying to have a boyfriend like normal teenage girls. High school romance is NOT the place for one to get her feet wet.

Dating after high school was okay, I guess. I learned A LOT of lessons. That's life, right?

As of right now, I don't think I've been on a date in about a year...and a half. Where do you propose that I find a date??

No seriously. Let me know.

I've bought those cheesy ass books in the shameful Self Help aisle in Barnes and Noble. The ones that tell you to go to the coffee shop and hang out...and look available.

ummm...I just seen a bunch of dudes come in with some chick on their arm. Some average looking girl too. But I don't hate. At least ONE of us got a man. And the other hot guys who come in are gay. Great loafers, but gay as a Jay Bird.

Go to a museum. Nope. More gay guys.

Tell your friends you're available.

I have. None of them came back with a decent guy yet. For real. I'm not dating your cousin who just got out of jail...for Battery. Damn. if you're going to hook me up with a criminal, at least let him be a drug dealer....he can spoil me with Louboutins and python skin handbags. I need some benefits here, honey. Not someone who will potentially bruise my meal ticket.

Anyways. I don't blame anyone or anything on ME being SINGLE. I really don't. I know that I need to put myself out there. I know that I need to make NEW friends.

I just haven't as of yet.

SO i'm not mad at the happy couples getting gifts. I'm really not. I want gifts too. But I've gotten use to NOT getting anything for Valentine's. I don't even have anyone to give a Valentine to.

I've send e-cards to friends on Facebook. But that doesn't count, right?

So, I feel good today. Not sad. Just dreading anyone asking me about NOT having a Valentine.

SO to all those who DO have a love in their life:

Happy Valentine's Day!

And for those who don't, well.....

I dunno know what I'm suppose to say without sounding shitty.

I'm Hungry ! ! ! !

2009-02-13T10:25:00.000-08:00

Anyone who knows me knows that I snack. A LOT.

AND I'm a night owl. I got to bed around 3am.

Which means I eat through the night.

I've decided a few days ago that I should stop eating after a certain hour.

The first night, I stopped eating anything after midnight.

The second night, I forgot.

The third night, I decided to push it back to 10pm. Okay. Breath with me.

Last night, I did it again. And I was fiendin'. BIG TIME.

I went to the grocery store yesterday, so i had all these great snacks (100 calorie Lorna Doones. Wheat Thins, etc.).

So THAT was hard.

I now see why breakfast is the most important meal of the day. I went from 10pm and it is now 10:30am. I have not made myself anything to eat yet. It's my off day, so I'm being lazy, OKAY!?

That's 12 and a half freakin' hours that i haven't had any food!

Should i be proud of myself??? Fuck. i dunno. Proud of what?

I'm doing this so i won't get muffins on my back and look like a flying hot mess. I don't want to wake up, have hard-to-get-rid-of-fat, only to look back and say how HOT i USE to be. Fux that!

So i better take care of this now. Get my body into a "proper" routine.

I think you're not suppose to eat after 6pm or 7 pm. But those people probably go to bed at 9/10 o' clock.

I'm done.

I'm going to go make myself a fajita wrap! 3 of them.

Why do WE have to tip toe for a man?!

2009-02-01T18:23:00.000-08:00

I hear all kinds of stuff about how NOT to run a guy off, or turnoffs for a guy. I just ran across one on the Yahoo thingy.

It kinds pisses me off.

These were the turnoffs:

Turnoff #1: The Lowdown on Celeb Dirt
This had something to do with a chick needing to get a life and not bring up celeb gossip. Okay, that's cool I guess. But if this is her pastime, a hobby to not be taken too seriously, then what's the problem. YOU don't want to know about Drew Barrymore screwing some guy that is totally beneath her, but we're suppose to expect and respect the fact that you will ignore us during football season (today is the Super Bowl)?! Fuck you!

It sounds to me as if you don't care about my interest, but i'm suppose to respect yours in order to be a "good" girlfriend. Again, fuck you!

Turnoff #2: Your Ex Files
It talked about not sharing details about your ex.

Well duh!

But one has to think; If you have to remind yourself NOT to talk about an ex to the new guy....maybe you're not really ready to date....or the new guy isn't up to par to the ex...which is BAD.

Turnoff #3: Your Bad Body Image and Food Issues
One guy talked about how he hates the fact that his girlfriend is into diets. And he told her that he isn't dating her because he thinks she needs improvement. He likes her the way that she is.

Aww... how sweet. But everything ain't about YOU! Maybe SHE'S not happy with her body. I think guys like to think that I, or any of my female friends, keep in shape because we're trying to solely impress THEM! Dumb little sheep have no idea that we're really in competition with each other...subconsciously at least.

He should be glad she cares about herself enough to consider diets...even if it IS obsessive.

The second guy was b*tching about how his girl takes a few hours to get ready to go out. Like he's SOO inconvenienced. You weren't complaining on the FIRST date when she was looking the BOMB. I'm also sure that high maint. girls are very obvious. That YOUR fault if you continued to date her despite her need to be on point 24/7. Not hers. Maybe she should date a guy who appreciates that his girl doesn't just throw on sweats and puts her hair in a greasy pony tail to go out to diner. The same guy will cheat on his girlfriend down the line because she "let herself go" and he's attracted to the girls that take time to get dressed. Jackass!

Turnoff #4: Other People's Relationships
The guy was bitching about how he doesn't want his girlfriend to talk about how romantic it is that her BFF is getting married and how nice another couple is.

Sounds like you don't really want her to have a common conversation with you about things in HER life.

Now, to an extent, this is fine. But one has to think; I'm dating a guy because initially he was hot. The he was nice. Then I liked his company. right?

aren't we suppose to be your friend? Not just the person you're sleeping with???

If that is the case, it seems like guys don't really want that aspect of the relationship. They just want you there at will to fuck. Maybe grab a pizza.

Yep. sounds like a glorified fuck buddy to me.

If i can't talk to you, or be who i am (albeit a mess to some degree) then what the fuck?

Why am i dating you?

Why am I tip toeing around you...to make sure you stay?

Why am I holding back on who I really am? If i'm a mess, then fuck, it's gonna come out sooner or later.

And this whole concept is churned out to single gals as if we're dating Brad Pitt (before he became a jerk husband who runs off with baby-buying lunatics) or Craig Daniels.

Average guys are NOT all that! Why am I faking it for HIM?!

Investment Banker? Maybe.
Attorney with a heart of gold, but has to play the game to make partner? Okay.

But these butt-fucking-average dudes (that you see bitching about the aforementioned)? HELL NAW!

Single does not have to equal desperate.

I am a firm believe that there is someone for everyone.

The High Maint. girl? She can date some Long Island guy or a model (they're everywhere here in L.A).

The chick on every diet imaginable? Date a personal trainer, or another fitness buff. They can help tone that obsession down AND they're usually hot.

The chick with ex issues? She will run across a guy that will stop her in her tracks and change her...except it will be for the good. she's welcome it. not out of fear, but out of growth. You know them, that out of the sky guy who boost your confidence. Not these punk ass guys who are too busy playing XBox to care.

See, and some will even say that I shouldn't be so shallow when it comes to these things.

Why the fuck not???

Apparently GUYs can be, but we are suppose to just lay down and shape shift into what will make these guys swoon and (with sarcasm) hopefully marry us.
As if marriage is SOOO wonderful.

The last thing I want to be is married to someone I had to change for. Someone that I cannot be myself with...all for the sake of not being alone.

Yeah....you'll still be alone. In your trapped mind.

I'm done.

Why do I do this Blogger Sh*t???

2009-01-12T00:34:00.000-08:00

Everyone is a freakin' blogger. They blog about fashion, cars, their obsession with Angelina Jolie (I think she's a bored who buys babies for fun) and politics. So why should I have one? What purpose does it serve???

I want to impose my opionion on strangers in hopes that they will feel the same way. Wow, no wonder people outside of the States think we're arrogant jackasses.

I do te fashion blog, Style & Regalia, because that is the field I'm in. I SHOULD be writing about fashion. I have other passions too. Such as bellydance, music, the arts....but S&R keeps me focused. Okay, it drives me crazy.

I get fashion alerts and insider info before most....but it's really hard to get that info and put it on something as crap-happy as Blogger. But i won't talk crap about Blogger, because it's free. And for the most part, the blog is categorized under "hobbies I make time for".

Just like with my bellydancing, I LOVE it, but because I'm not pro (no time to join a dance troupe) I don't go out and buy $700 costumes.

Or like with my guitar. I'm not going to buy the $40 tuner, because I can get a $12 one....I'm no Brian May! LoL.

So I'm sitting here, trying to post red carpet photos of the Golden Globes, and Blogger is having some issues. So I'm sorta waiting for that to pass so that I can post more photos (trust me, I have A LOT). But once again, when shit is free...