same dress

So stace was talking about how she used to jump fresh in high school because the games and events were like the end of the world and you MUST look fly, right? Well I never went to games in hs because I was not that type. By high school the only thing that would get me to a game was if Lauren was cheering. Especially if you had to PAY to get in, please. Anyways... That's not what this post is about. Its about when I DID jump fresh.

Back in the day the magic Johnson theater was the jump off! I kid you not, Lauren and I and our other friend who was also named Lauren used to put on dresses and get fly to go see Scream3 or... What other movies were out in 98? Shoot we'd go to the movies every 2 weeks or so but that's the only movie I remember us seeing.

Anyways, this was 1998, remember that as I delve into this outfit. Imagine a mod style dress, zipper back, above the knee but still school appropriate. Sleeveless, kind of uniform style in the cut of the arms. Large overlapping floral design that kind of looks abstract.


Its lime green.



You heard me!


I had enough lime green in my wardrobe to warrant lime green patent leather sandals.


Yep. I'm not shamed.

So mo and I are at work today, and we're talking about just this: how fresh we used to get for the smallest of events (her event was the skating rink). So I'm describing my fly green dress to her... Why did she have the SAME dress! In Orange! And shoes to match! Lord knows our moms probably got the dresses at the same store, lord have mercy. But we were fresh to death!

And this is why we get along.

We're going out Saturday after work. Watch out East Point!

i might just scream. *editted*

Ok, timbo can do no wrong in my book. This song is hot, I love it and the video looks good too! Except... What's up with the ski masks? Is this one of those "to be continued" vids? Kesi's brother said they're the equivalent of a paper bag over these very pretty girls' heads. Who directed this and can I punch them? The worst part is that keri and Nicole are like, "I'm still sexy! Look at my eyes and lips!" stop!

*wait* stop.


Apparently there is a sex tape out there that's supposed to feature stace's twin (I'm playing, you do not look like her, your braids are cute!) New York. So this woman calls in to the porcha foxx show to say that is indeed her, and she's trying to set the record straight because she doesn't want people to sully tiff's name and she wants to find out who illegally hosted her sex tape on bossip and celebrity takeout, two sites I don't go to... Anyway, she proceeds to say that the guy in the video is her friend and they were fooling around one day so she put it on her site. "why would you put that on your site?" "well I'm a phone sex operator any way..." oh lawd! She's on some site that, when she said the name with her thick African or Haitian accent, sounded like "night slut. Com" and ended in her bra size, 38DD. And she got on one of the most popular daytime radio shows to say this, and I was walking down the street with my mouth agape. Je-sus. I pray that somewhere that interview is taped. It was literally the foolery.

Also, the R Kelly remix to flashing lights. Coulda kept that R-uh.

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I can't believe that's all I had on my blog. Shit 3 times? Really? Psh... I guess they only searched the first page, not the archives. I mean, how many times have I said sex? Like 80! Lol.

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And she's a dominatrix/ superhero... With a son, named Veto Dangerous. That's right, you heard me!

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Hmm. My face number these days. These are my five facts, a la madam. But what don't you know about me?

#1. I saw someone get shot.

I was 7 years old. It was very late at night and I was TRYING to sleep. My neighbor had just gotten home from a club and someone followed her home and started an arguement over some dude they may have both been seeing (I found this all out later). The telling woke me up and I went to the window. My neighbor's babysitter was onthe porch too, with a baby in her arms, when the other woman pulled out a gun. She didn't shoot my neighbor- she shot the sitter. She was a teen. She didn't die, and I had no real reaction. It was like TV. I didn't tell my mom I saw anything, just that they were loud.

#2. I have two brothers.

Every time I say that people are surprised. In between me and my bro Shawn is my "other brother" who has a different mom. I'll call him J. He's 19 and lives in NC. I hadn't seen him for 10 years and when I was 16 I came home and saw this kid in my yard, who I knew was related to me but I had no idea how. It was funny and I was so nervous. We talk occasionally, but I'd like to be closer with him.

#3. I'm domestic.

I fell in love with home Ec. In. 4th grade. Industrial arts too. Anything that means making stuff with your hands. I can cook (sometimes from scratch) and sew and fix things. I used to help my dad and I helped construct a set for one high school play and costumes for another. I think my creativity is starting to show now with the crochet.

#4. I'm a hoarder.

I have old letters, dresses from 7th grade, books for future kids... I have magazines I haven't cracked in years. Its a real problem. I'm generally a clean person, but I like to collect info. Why?

#5. One of my biggest fears is that I'll lose my memory. Why? I don't know. But its part of the reason I wrote in a diary for so many years, and part of the reason it takes me so long to tell a story. I am all over details. If someone were to ask me about an event I'd have some kind of physical evidence of it, which would jog my memory. Some stuff I suppose I could throw away, especially if its not directly related to my life. I gotta go clean my room.

So there you have it. Five facts about me. And I have to tag 3 people. I can't remember who madam tagged besides me, so let's go with Lauren, Jamiel, and Shani. Yay! Have fun!
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the hate list

-dedicated to lauren(better to write it down than keep it in and get fat and explode) and aaron mcgruder.-

this is a compilation of random things that bug me on a daily basis. there's plenty more things, these are just the ones i thought of in the half hour trip from my house to school on the train...

*emo titles ("panic! at the disco" is the one i hate the most. also, "a little less 16 candles, a little more touch me." how bout a little less need for research when trying to listen to a song? most of the kids who listen to fall out boy are too young to know who samantha fox is. i barely know who she is.)

*old people who think things that teens do are so much worse than anything they did. Sometimes it is but they definitely overexaggerate on things.

*people who sigh in your face or put money on counters instead of in your hands. (this happens to me alot at work. alot.)

*wet money. Why is it wet!?

*people with love handles who wear low rise jeans with short tees. youth is not qualification for wearing low rise. do some crunches.

*hipster haircuts on dudes. (Do you really need to comb that much hair forward?)

*guys who talk to you when you are ACTIVELY trying to ignore them.

*the assumption that guys and girls cant be friends.

*white men who call me homegirl. Stop. No more.

*hilary duff

*people who get mad when people when people look at your breasts for like, a second. As long as you dont outwardly stare... I mean, theyre out there for a reason

*religious intolerance in the scale of hate. This excludes any episode of south park and any jokes about scientology or mormonism

*people who think they can be models cuz theyre pretty.

*thinking all male hairdressers/ dancers/ designers are gay

*people who dress like school is a club. all that makeup is uncalledfor.

*random people in the background of your pics.

*people who judge when you say you were 16 when you went on birth control. (bonus points if they have kids)

*most republicans.

*waking up before 10 am

*that "youre beautiful" song. his voice drives me up a damn wall.

*people who let their kids run all over them. or scream in public. all those kids on "Nanny 911" while we're at it. who lets it get that far?

feel free to add on or make your own. hate is natural. better to blog than kill someone. i often have to weigh the pros and cons of murdering the reciever of my hate. please remember that i mostly love...

march is: National Major Misconception Month!

so there have been many a post this month about people and how they are seen, whether they are light skinned or have natural hair. i must say that i too am misconcieved because of my outward appearance, and i feel its time to share, in the hopes that people will stop making stupid comments directed at yours and mine truly:

1: i am not one of those "concious" girls.
i got this one today in electronic music class. we were talking about The Game, who i think is generally wack, and when asked what kind of music i listen to i mentioned Talib Kweli and Mos Def, along with others who the guy i was talking to chose to ignore.

"so you one of them concious girls?"-he notices my andy warhol print scarf on my head (cuz i didnt wanna do my hair-more on that later)

"no, i just like good rappers. The Game is typical. and also wack."

ok people... just because i refuse to fall into the G-Unit trap, doesnt mean i am one of those "the black struggle" people. honestly, i'm struggling enough for me, i dont need to worry about the rest of us. stop trying to figure me out!!! if he had asked who my favorite musicians were, it would have been a long time before a rapper's name would have popped up. i prefer rock. but since i am african american, that never even registered to him. so maybe i am concious in the way that i am smarter than most people, but that has nothing to do with my musical preferences. kweli likes 50 cent. think about that.

2: i am not muslim.
i cannot recall the ammount of times people "a salam alakum"-ed me when i had a scarf on my head. once again, sometimes i dont wnna do my hair. i have about 5-6 scarves for just such an occasion. they are pretty, and serve their purpose. i have alot of hair, despite the fact that my fro is usually tightly curled. i dont know SHIT about islam, except what a few of my friends and my theologist mother has told me. i saw malcolm X once... i was little. anyone can cut up some fabric or go to the hair store and get a damn scarf. dont play yourself. (side note: women never assume i am muslim. is this some kind of pick up line?)

3: i have my hair natural because...
when i turned 15, it started falling out. not for any ethnic or religious reason. pure vanity. ironically, i was dating a caucasion when i first started growing my fro.

vanity is also the reason i color it. i think it looks better red than brown. why did i press it last week? vanity. like i said, it curls tight and i love it, but it takes me HOURS to do anything to it. i usually have to have a day off just to wash it. its versatile. i'd never get a perm again, or dreads, so stop asking!!!!!

4: i do care about my looks.
i just dont care what you think of them. not even my mother cant get me to not wear jeans and sneakers to church. i cant remember the last time i wore a dress. my philosophy on shirts is, "if youre gonna stare at my breasts, you should have something to read." i dont wear makeup because i'm already that pretty. i have great skin and i'd like to keep it that way. furthermore, i am SO VERY SHALLOW. its a sickness really.

5: i actually love pork.
i just dont eat it. when i was 15, i saw a show where a group of people taking care of baby pigs. they are so cute! adoreable! so i decided that when i got older i was gonna have a runt pig (like wilbur from charlotte's web). knowing pigs are smart, i decided to stop eating pork. ever once in a while i'd eat bacon, but i'd only regret it and it made me sick. turkey bacon tastes better too. once again, not a religious thing. also, i am not a vegetarian. i'm just a picky eater.

for those of you that know me, this was probably just a laugh. if you dont know me, maybe we could all stop making assumptions about people. take the time to learn about people. we're pretty interesting and dont fit any mold but our own.