Our Song (c) Taylor Swift
So I went on a mini road trip with my Mom from StL to Baton Rouge, LA to pick up my lil brother...(that's where he goes to school...) This video is what resulted on the ride back...
...for those that aren't familiar... that is a 20 year old black man with locs and my Mom jammin to TAYLOR SWIFT... feel free to judge... but I too like that song lol.
...for those that aren't familiar... that is a 20 year old black man with locs and my Mom jammin to TAYLOR SWIFT... feel free to judge... but I too like that song lol.
To be loved.... Oh, what a feeling (c) Coming to America
... I know that's not where the original quote came from... but whenever I hear that song that is what I think of... I came across this card my bestest friend sent me while cleaning and it was right on time because I was feeling quite blah...
I'm feelin like posting some lyrics today lol.
I am heaven sent/Don't you dare forget/I am all you've ever wanted/What all the other girls are promised/Sorry I told./I just needed you to know.
Oh, the good girl/guy's anthem.... SHOUTOUT TO ROB LOVELL!! This was our SONG back in '03 (gotta love Freshman year in Stradley... 6th floor wha wha?!?!?!) I'm slowly becoming the old me again and no longer feeling sorry for myself... I'm "a catch" right Meezy's minions? This blog is becoming more personal than I expected... any who... Thanks for reading! Have I told you that I loved you today? :)
I'm feelin like posting some lyrics today lol.
I am heaven sent/Don't you dare forget/I am all you've ever wanted/What all the other girls are promised/Sorry I told./I just needed you to know.
Oh, the good girl/guy's anthem.... SHOUTOUT TO ROB LOVELL!! This was our SONG back in '03 (gotta love Freshman year in Stradley... 6th floor wha wha?!?!?!) I'm slowly becoming the old me again and no longer feeling sorry for myself... I'm "a catch" right Meezy's minions? This blog is becoming more personal than I expected... any who... Thanks for reading! Have I told you that I loved you today? :)
Ppl think that there is a country there that these people are only around when they are on CNN. I don't think that's limited to Haiti. (c) Edwidge D.
So since you've been requesting... Here's another post from one of my favs Mali-BU lol. I know he's awesome, and I would like nothing more than to keep his amazing writings to myself but I figured I wouldn't be selfish...FOLLOW HIM ON TWITTER and stop bugging me about when he's gonna write something else :-p @thegreatone1
I remember when I was about 10 or 11 years old, I watched Good Times nightly around 10:30 before I went to bed for school. My mother put me on to the show, and me and her used to watch it together while my dad was working the night hours detailing cars at Avis at Hartsfield-Jackson Airport in Atlanta, Georgia. One of my favorite characters in Good Times was James Evans Sr. He was the hardworking father and bread winner of the struggling innercity Chicago family. He put his whole soul into looking for whatever work is out there to put his family in the best position possible, much like my father. He even had the same messed up mini fro, sometime rocked the same jump suit and threatened to whoop me, just like my father. I endeared myself to the James Evans character. This was a nightly routine until the episode where...well If you all have seen Good Times, you know which episode I am talking about. The one where James Evans Sr. died when he was out of state looking for a job. At the very same time my own father was looking to take a contract in South Carolina working for PYA Monarch, a trucking company that specialized in wholesale food supplies for restaurants. In any event, I stopped watching Good Times ever since because, essentially when James died doing all of the things my father was trying to do for his family. Shakes me to the core to this day, because the parallels between what was going on, on that tv and my own family. Now take that feeling and fast forward to 2010. The Haitian Earthquakes.
For many people who do not know, I am the son of immigrants from the small west African nation of Sierra Leone. A country made famous recently through the exploits of Kanye West in his song “Diamonds from Sierra Leone”. I, by no means am, Haitian but there is a glaring parallel between the two nations: These are two countries who have been economically decimated for years that have encountered humiliating injustices internally for decades that finally received recognition due to a horrid event. With Sierra Leone, it was a civil war over the control of the lucrative Diamond industry. A war that saw children age 5 through 13 being kidnapped from their homes by warlords. Recruited as foot soldiers for the sole purpose to do the biddings of grown men. These children were given semi automatic weapons, flame throwers and opiates and were told to destroy in the name of an industry which has yielded no benefit to their country men. Homes were burned to the ground and limbs, yes limbs, were cut off from victims who had nothing to do with the diamond trade at all. Why? Because the warlords wanted control. The problem progressed for years until the occurrences of the country were leaking out to news outlets globally. But the strife and terror already served it’s purpose to the tiny nation.
On the other end you have Haiti. Now my knowledge of the countries history is a little more limited than my knowledge of Sierra Leone’s history due to the fact I have family in the latter, however from what I have read and from accounts of my friends whose family and friends are from and, still reside in, the nation, saying “it was a bad situation, would be an egregious understatement. Like, Sierra Leone, Haiti has been ravaged by institutional instability due to an influx of dictatorship, a very limited economy, and an inability to acquire social rest. The unmistakable distinction between the two developing nations is that Haiti has had no natural resources to ease the countries deplorable position. Haiti has been struggling since it’s independence from France.
Now I know many felt for the Haitian people, and I am not trying to win a pissing contest for who cares more, nevertheless my heart hurts for them as if they were family because of the parallels between Haiti and Sierra Leone and my connection to people who have family from those countries. Not many know the similar values that West Indian/Caribbean people and African people share. So it really felt like family. This writer’s point is it took two heart wrenching events for the world to pay attention to these nations. In some ways I understand that home needs to be taken care of first, nevertheless, there are countries out there that are struggling tremendously and even more so than this country. I am not saying take food out of your mouth to feed a child in Zanzibar. My goal is to inspire some of you to pay close attention to the strife and heartache of other’s and be more aware of how bad it really can become. Also I hope that efforts such as the “Haiti Relief” effort can cause more effort into volunteer and relief endeavors in the future. Spend more time in helping these type of countries and areas in the United States (hello New Orleans) become a little more stable and ready to meet with harsh events. I always say that God will keep on giving you a message until you “get it”. Each time you choose to ignore his message or “don’t get it” he will deliver that message ten times stronger the next time. With Haiti, I believe the message should be loud and clear.
I remember when I was about 10 or 11 years old, I watched Good Times nightly around 10:30 before I went to bed for school. My mother put me on to the show, and me and her used to watch it together while my dad was working the night hours detailing cars at Avis at Hartsfield-Jackson Airport in Atlanta, Georgia. One of my favorite characters in Good Times was James Evans Sr. He was the hardworking father and bread winner of the struggling innercity Chicago family. He put his whole soul into looking for whatever work is out there to put his family in the best position possible, much like my father. He even had the same messed up mini fro, sometime rocked the same jump suit and threatened to whoop me, just like my father. I endeared myself to the James Evans character. This was a nightly routine until the episode where...well If you all have seen Good Times, you know which episode I am talking about. The one where James Evans Sr. died when he was out of state looking for a job. At the very same time my own father was looking to take a contract in South Carolina working for PYA Monarch, a trucking company that specialized in wholesale food supplies for restaurants. In any event, I stopped watching Good Times ever since because, essentially when James died doing all of the things my father was trying to do for his family. Shakes me to the core to this day, because the parallels between what was going on, on that tv and my own family. Now take that feeling and fast forward to 2010. The Haitian Earthquakes.
For many people who do not know, I am the son of immigrants from the small west African nation of Sierra Leone. A country made famous recently through the exploits of Kanye West in his song “Diamonds from Sierra Leone”. I, by no means am, Haitian but there is a glaring parallel between the two nations: These are two countries who have been economically decimated for years that have encountered humiliating injustices internally for decades that finally received recognition due to a horrid event. With Sierra Leone, it was a civil war over the control of the lucrative Diamond industry. A war that saw children age 5 through 13 being kidnapped from their homes by warlords. Recruited as foot soldiers for the sole purpose to do the biddings of grown men. These children were given semi automatic weapons, flame throwers and opiates and were told to destroy in the name of an industry which has yielded no benefit to their country men. Homes were burned to the ground and limbs, yes limbs, were cut off from victims who had nothing to do with the diamond trade at all. Why? Because the warlords wanted control. The problem progressed for years until the occurrences of the country were leaking out to news outlets globally. But the strife and terror already served it’s purpose to the tiny nation.
On the other end you have Haiti. Now my knowledge of the countries history is a little more limited than my knowledge of Sierra Leone’s history due to the fact I have family in the latter, however from what I have read and from accounts of my friends whose family and friends are from and, still reside in, the nation, saying “it was a bad situation, would be an egregious understatement. Like, Sierra Leone, Haiti has been ravaged by institutional instability due to an influx of dictatorship, a very limited economy, and an inability to acquire social rest. The unmistakable distinction between the two developing nations is that Haiti has had no natural resources to ease the countries deplorable position. Haiti has been struggling since it’s independence from France.
Now I know many felt for the Haitian people, and I am not trying to win a pissing contest for who cares more, nevertheless my heart hurts for them as if they were family because of the parallels between Haiti and Sierra Leone and my connection to people who have family from those countries. Not many know the similar values that West Indian/Caribbean people and African people share. So it really felt like family. This writer’s point is it took two heart wrenching events for the world to pay attention to these nations. In some ways I understand that home needs to be taken care of first, nevertheless, there are countries out there that are struggling tremendously and even more so than this country. I am not saying take food out of your mouth to feed a child in Zanzibar. My goal is to inspire some of you to pay close attention to the strife and heartache of other’s and be more aware of how bad it really can become. Also I hope that efforts such as the “Haiti Relief” effort can cause more effort into volunteer and relief endeavors in the future. Spend more time in helping these type of countries and areas in the United States (hello New Orleans) become a little more stable and ready to meet with harsh events. I always say that God will keep on giving you a message until you “get it”. Each time you choose to ignore his message or “don’t get it” he will deliver that message ten times stronger the next time. With Haiti, I believe the message should be loud and clear.
Happy Birthday Heff!
"A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us when adversity takes the place of prosperity when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine, desert us when troubles thicken around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts."
--Washington Irving
Happy Birthday Carol Ann! I love youuuu. I hope you enjoy your Garrett's popcorn :)
--Washington Irving
Happy Birthday Carol Ann! I love youuuu. I hope you enjoy your Garrett's popcorn :)
Lets groove tonight (c) Earth Wind and Fire
Last night I enjoyed a grown and sexy dinner with my soRHOrs Brandi and Nneka! We went to Wildfire in downtown Chi and it was COMPLETELY orgasmic. I fell in love for a brief moment with our waiter who we named Arnie (I honestly don't remember his real name). He bought the girls' drinks, attempted to give me his number several times AND gave me a birthday cake... (my b-day is June 7th btw I don't know HOW he figured it was my b-day.) Needless to say it was a night filled with constant laughter!
A recap of the evening via twitter lol
Hahahaha RT @brwngldngodess: Where r my panties? *dead* @HurtMEEZYSoul n @thepRHOfessor <--- My response when Brandi (@brwngldngodess) said she might go to sleep on the train after ONE drink... I told you I didn't want her waking up at the last stop on the El talkin about "Where are my panties?" Mind you she isn't a heavy drinker and has only been drunk once lol
Drinks on ARNIE!! #ftw @brwngldngodess @HurtMEEZYSoul <---- Arnie (our waiter) paid for Brandi and Nneka's dranks... and my sprite lol
Apparently its @HurtMEEZYSoul birthday(no its not)... Eat the cake!
RT @HurtMEEZYSoul: My martini tingles when it goes dwn, whats that mean (c)@brwngldngodess. It means you're a lightweight (c) @thepRHOfessor
Man those were some hearty pieces of broccoli too! -@thepRHOfessor lol @HurtMEEZYSoul<----Nneka's response to being too full to eat the broccoli and having to throw it away
So what your bday is in june! @HurtMEEZYSoul Arnie says it's 2day lmaoooo! @thepRHOfessor
My "birthday" cake
The "infamous" chocolate martini
My boo Arnie... Nneka tried to sneak and get a pic of him but forgot her flash was on... So she could only snap his back :-/
SONG OF THE WEEK
Richie and I circa 2003... Ooooh look how CHOCOLATE I was... Wowzers! Lol
Today is my bestie Richard Allen Penn II's 25th Birthday! The Song of the Week this week is dedicated to him. I love you Richie... Take this time to remember our countless rides on the activity bus in high school, you calling me a "LOOSER" and one of our fondest memories... You BLASTING this song and us singing it at the top of our lungs on the way to Saints for a party (the hoodest skating rink everrrr.) Sure you lost your street cred when we came to that stop light and that car full of hood niggas saw you trying to hit those high notes... But to be my friend you pretty much have to lack the ability to be embarrassed. Thanks for being the best friend everrrr. I swear I don't know how you've put up with me for so long....
Today is my bestie Richard Allen Penn II's 25th Birthday! The Song of the Week this week is dedicated to him. I love you Richie... Take this time to remember our countless rides on the activity bus in high school, you calling me a "LOOSER" and one of our fondest memories... You BLASTING this song and us singing it at the top of our lungs on the way to Saints for a party (the hoodest skating rink everrrr.) Sure you lost your street cred when we came to that stop light and that car full of hood niggas saw you trying to hit those high notes... But to be my friend you pretty much have to lack the ability to be embarrassed. Thanks for being the best friend everrrr. I swear I don't know how you've put up with me for so long....
You can pick your friends but you can't pick your family (c) Fletch
Sitting at home alone on New Years Eve and this is the first New Years EVER that I am spending alone and not with loved ones... Kinda got me feeling nostalgic so I figured I'd post some funny vids of my crazy fam! Be safe everyone, I love you... and I'll see ya in 2010! As for me, I'll be juuuust fine :) I'm bringing in the New Year with a lil church, Nancy Botwin, Flonominal, Jim Lee, Hank Moody, George Michael Bluth, my Wii, my instruments, my iTunes lib/record player and Jesse Lacey... BE JEALOUS... I'm also looking forward to the midnight calls from the bestie, the lil bro, and my Mommy... even though I'm not physically with my loved ones... I know I'm loved :)
At my moving to the Chi party... This is my Aunt Brigitte trying to learn how to swag surf... My lil bro is the guy in the gray shirt
Aunt B is back with the Stanky Leg... My Mom is embarrassing herself on this one too at the :32 mark lol
My Aunt B finally convinced someone else to dance with her.... She is trying so hard to mimic my lil cousin Briana... CLASSIC. My Mom doing the mono and the 2:30 mark... So embarrassed.
I was always focusing on my Aunt Sherilyn in this vid... I should've been focusing on my Uncle Brian that NEVER dances... He was gettin it! Lol
DO BETTER WEDNESDAY!
Teddy Riley... and no it isn't because of his ensemble in the pic below, although that alone should warrant him this weeks spot...
Allegedly Teddy Riley gave his daughter a black eye... YESSIR! Word on the street is that she was disrespecting his 22 year old girlfriend (his daughter is 21) now if that was the case.... *tisk, tisk* Mr. Riley... Now us black folks are known for whooping our chilren's but isn't 21 a little old for spankings...? I dunno, I'm just saying... At what point is it just a straight up BUTT KICKIN? Check out what was tweeted about the incident below...
In our family portrait, we look pretty happy... (c) P!nk
Some pics that were snapped at Christmas dinner :)
The new hair cut... If you don't like it... KEEP YOUR THOUGHTS TO YOURSELF... I'm still getting used to it ;-)
Some nalia I stole from my Mommy lol
The crew drankinnnn by the bar lol
"Pretty Boys" love "Pretty Girls" My Aunt Sherilyn (an AKA) my Uncle William (a NUPE)
Marrissa, Siera, and my Uncle Brian all trying to get Kaelan to take a pic
Trenden LOVES video games...
Fletch stopping to pose during his pool game
Uncle Brian on the table
Darris and Marrissa (the newlyweds), and Siera
My Uncle Milton... loves the fro lol
My Mommy... she's fast, I KNOW
That's my belt! That heff tried to steal it lol
You're like Jordan's on a Saturday.... (c) C. Breezy
A few of my Christmas gifts... I didn't wanna put them ALL on here... I'm too coy for that ;-)
This is just a shirt some guy gave me when I was at a fashion show because he liked my outfit... I got it over a year ago but for some reason I haven't worn it... I figured it was perfect for my 12s...SHOUT OUT to atypicalsole.com for hooking me up! :)
Blue leather jacket to match my Space Jams :)... I bought this for myself :-p
The 11's courtesy of the boy @sneaks4daze (for all you twitter folks) and the 12's courtesy of the lil bro (@StLMade3)... YUP, I'm loved :)
This is just a shirt some guy gave me when I was at a fashion show because he liked my outfit... I got it over a year ago but for some reason I haven't worn it... I figured it was perfect for my 12s...SHOUT OUT to atypicalsole.com for hooking me up! :)
Also, shoutout to my BFF (@RichNUPE) for getting me a Wii! My months of complaining finally paid off... I love himmmmmmm :)
*I know I'm spoiled... don't judge me
HAPPY THANKSGIVING! (c) Bia
Bia, but you're jewish (c) Me
Oh, yeah... Well, shalom then (c) Bia
HERE IS A PRESENT FOR YOU ALL... I wanted to share the wonderosity that is this mixtape with my readers! I am so grateful for youuuuu. I can't believe you keep up with all the ridiciulousness that I feel is necessary to share with the world. You guys are AMAZING!
Oh, yeah... Well, shalom then (c) Bia
HERE IS A PRESENT FOR YOU ALL... I wanted to share the wonderosity that is this mixtape with my readers! I am so grateful for youuuuu. I can't believe you keep up with all the ridiciulousness that I feel is necessary to share with the world. You guys are AMAZING!
I promise this mixtape will not disappoint. Waslau is really goin in on this one... Download it HERE
Happy Thanksgiving to you all! Keep in mind that you don't need to use this day as a crutch! Be sure that you are telling those that are meaningful to you how much they positively impact your life on the regular :)
GO BUCKS!!!! O-H!
Me jumpin in the lake back in '04
So, the OSU v. Michigan game is vastly approaching... and today is the day that I would be jumping into mirror lake to assure that the Buckeyes will be victorious! I'm not gonna lie I am kind of sad that this is the first year that I will not be in Ohio/Michigan during the festivities... LOOK AT THE THROW BACK UNIFORMS!!!! I'm sooooo pumped! My Mom is coming to the Chi this weekend so we're gonna hit up the Buckeye Bar on Saturday... can't wait!
Check out the breakdown of the full uniform HERE
And to all you lame M*CH&G@N fans...
Bud Light presents Real Men of Genius. (Reaaaal Men of Genius)
Today we salute you, Mr. Delusional Michigan Fan. (Mr. Delusional Michigan Faaan!)
Season after season, year after year, you try to justify your absurdly high preseason ranking. (Grasping for straaaws!)
Season after season, you scramble with futile attempts at damage control when the Wolverines lose to a grossly less talented opponent. (How’d Northwestern score fifty-fouuurr!)
Inevitably, you’ll bring up the past, and boast of National Championships won 40 years before you were born. (Those were the daaaaays!)
You will point out that you have more wins than any other program as though that were relevant to the current season. (Been playin’ since 1870!)
Go on, ignore that home loss to Ohio State in the season finale, and continue to believe that you’ll defeat your bowl opponent with striking ease. (We’ll win by thirteeeeey!)
So crack open an ice cold Bud Light, oh Emperor of Excuses, and take comfort knowing that when you lose your bowl game and drop from the top 25, you’ll be back to number 3 when the preseason polls come out again next year. (Mr. Delusional Michigan Faaaan!)
Bud Light Presents: Real Men of Genius.
Today we salute you, Mr. Mirror Lake Jumper-Inner Ignoring the obvious dangers of hypothermia, you trudge onward and plunge into a 27 degree body of water in the middle of November. Armed only with an abundance of buckeyes around your neck, you are living proof that nothing is unbearable as long as you have a big set of nuts. Splashing around tirelessly, you disregard frigid temperatures and try to warm yourself by incessantly chanting "O-H" and "I-O." Why do you do it they ask? Because no matter how cold it is you're not afraid to show a little school spirit and a pure hatred for those bastards from Michigan. So crack open an ice cold Bud Light oh Legend of the Lake, because when it comes to the Buckeyes, you're simply NUTS.So, the OSU v. Michigan game is vastly approaching... and today is the day that I would be jumping into mirror lake to assure that the Buckeyes will be victorious! I'm not gonna lie I am kind of sad that this is the first year that I will not be in Ohio/Michigan during the festivities... LOOK AT THE THROW BACK UNIFORMS!!!! I'm sooooo pumped! My Mom is coming to the Chi this weekend so we're gonna hit up the Buckeye Bar on Saturday... can't wait!
Check out the breakdown of the full uniform HERE
And to all you lame M*CH&G@N fans...
Bud Light presents Real Men of Genius. (Reaaaal Men of Genius)
Today we salute you, Mr. Delusional Michigan Fan. (Mr. Delusional Michigan Faaan!)
Season after season, year after year, you try to justify your absurdly high preseason ranking. (Grasping for straaaws!)
Season after season, you scramble with futile attempts at damage control when the Wolverines lose to a grossly less talented opponent. (How’d Northwestern score fifty-fouuurr!)
Inevitably, you’ll bring up the past, and boast of National Championships won 40 years before you were born. (Those were the daaaaays!)
You will point out that you have more wins than any other program as though that were relevant to the current season. (Been playin’ since 1870!)
Go on, ignore that home loss to Ohio State in the season finale, and continue to believe that you’ll defeat your bowl opponent with striking ease. (We’ll win by thirteeeeey!)
So crack open an ice cold Bud Light, oh Emperor of Excuses, and take comfort knowing that when you lose your bowl game and drop from the top 25, you’ll be back to number 3 when the preseason polls come out again next year. (Mr. Delusional Michigan Faaaan!)
Suddenly my worlds gone and changed its fate/But I still know where I'm going (c) Stephanie Mills
Going away partayyyyy Part 1: The Lou! Kicked it with my fam and friends... My Aunt Brigitte learned how to do the Booty Do, Swag Surf, AND the stanky leg... Such a hot mess it was... But good times! CAN YOU SAY CHI CITY (c) Yeezy... 9 DAYSSS!!!! :)
The reunion hug... My Uncle William TOTALLY played my cousin Siera and walked pass her when she tried to get a hug from him earlier
My Uncle Milton was driving me CRAZYYYY trying to get a pic of me... My cousins Marrissa (the newlywed) and Siera are in the background
The "grown folks" table
You get the point.
Happy Birthday Kaelan!!!
Usually I don't do this... (c) R. Kelly
So YaGirlB wrote this about moi and insisted I post it... I'm too modest for this ya'll and I'm too dark skinded to be blushin... lol
As I was in the mirror painting the wonderful Picasso known as my face, and frantically updating my Twitter (woe is me and my social-networking web addiction), it had occured to me that this summer marks a milestone: TEN YEARS that Mia and I have been good, great, best friends! We have known each other from what seems like the beginning of time. She met YaGirlB when I was innocent and a little shy and awkward (Now those memories are ours alone, and not for sharing...) walking into summer school at METRO. The first time I met Mia, she was as nice, kind, and engaging as she is now. Instantly, we were inseparable, and were partners in crime. Our energy and personalities bounced off of each other. And, as I moved on to another high school, and we were soon separated by thousands of miles, one thing has never changed: the bond of friendship (and we can not forget humor) that we have. So, here is a tribute to one of the nearest and dearest people to my heart; ten things that Mia has taught and shown me throughout the ten years of our friendship:
1) Redefined the definition of cool, hip, and hot for a woman in jeans.. Although I may sex up my hoodies and Nike dunks, it is a look that has always originated with her.
2) Mia was the type of person who was universal: she could relate to any and everybody. I learned to be, in some aspects, a great personal and social politician and networker.
3) Number three is... one word: MAC. Every since she showed me her MAC clear lipglass, I secretly took note (I am bankrolling a couple of MAC make-up artists income because of Mia)
4) The swoop: I jocked Mia on the low in LA for awhile. The long bang swooped over the left eye was (and still is) a signature Mia look. And, I have to give credit to the originator (also, because she did catch me and front me out!)
5) We can stop talking for six hours... days... weeks.... months... No matter what time it is, we can start talking again, and it's just like we left off.
6) Beef-n-Noodles at Chong Wah and Cajun Grill Bourbon Chicken Caesar salads at the Galleria
7) In high school, there was a party every week. And, every week, there was a mad dash to figure out what to wear. You had to look different at every party you went to (who would want to be caught at the Monsanto Y party wearing the same thing you wore to the Kappa House party a week or two ago). Mia taught me (maybe not in the grand fashion that I celebrate it in) that it's okay to have a shopping addiction (and to always seem to have an outfit that you've never worn before that you've just pulled out of nowhere).
8) The 'Back that ass up' dance... the left/right/left/right syncronized hip moves. We had it all planned, but made it all look so natural and effortless.
9) I can't not have a 'Ten things' and not talk about the notebook.. Often imitated, never duplicated (the original is with the former principal of Metro, who I think either kept it for entertainment, or sold it to Tina Fey for Mean Girls... cause their 'burn book' scenario sounded awfully familiar)... I mean; it's been so long, I can't even remember the notebook. I wish I could, because it was classic material (pictures... code names... I think that's where it all started)
10) Mia was always about hooking a friend up (passes, free concert tickets, getting in free to the club/parties...). Mia even attempted to hook me up with one of her friends, (who, at the time, was clearly out of my league) that I lusted after. If I only would've taken advantage of that opportunity, Rocky would be my husband right now! Thanks for looking out Mia!
Mia was one of the most popular girls anyone knew; whether it was the grey eyes, the swoop, the micros. Everyone wanted to be her friend and be close to her (some of which were simply trying to reap the rewards), but I am privileged to say that she has been a best friend for ten years. Can't wait to see where the next ten years of our friendship takes us. - B
As I was in the mirror painting the wonderful Picasso known as my face, and frantically updating my Twitter (woe is me and my social-networking web addiction), it had occured to me that this summer marks a milestone: TEN YEARS that Mia and I have been good, great, best friends! We have known each other from what seems like the beginning of time. She met YaGirlB when I was innocent and a little shy and awkward (Now those memories are ours alone, and not for sharing...) walking into summer school at METRO. The first time I met Mia, she was as nice, kind, and engaging as she is now. Instantly, we were inseparable, and were partners in crime. Our energy and personalities bounced off of each other. And, as I moved on to another high school, and we were soon separated by thousands of miles, one thing has never changed: the bond of friendship (and we can not forget humor) that we have. So, here is a tribute to one of the nearest and dearest people to my heart; ten things that Mia has taught and shown me throughout the ten years of our friendship:
1) Redefined the definition of cool, hip, and hot for a woman in jeans.. Although I may sex up my hoodies and Nike dunks, it is a look that has always originated with her.
2) Mia was the type of person who was universal: she could relate to any and everybody. I learned to be, in some aspects, a great personal and social politician and networker.
3) Number three is... one word: MAC. Every since she showed me her MAC clear lipglass, I secretly took note (I am bankrolling a couple of MAC make-up artists income because of Mia)
4) The swoop: I jocked Mia on the low in LA for awhile. The long bang swooped over the left eye was (and still is) a signature Mia look. And, I have to give credit to the originator (also, because she did catch me and front me out!)
5) We can stop talking for six hours... days... weeks.... months... No matter what time it is, we can start talking again, and it's just like we left off.
6) Beef-n-Noodles at Chong Wah and Cajun Grill Bourbon Chicken Caesar salads at the Galleria
7) In high school, there was a party every week. And, every week, there was a mad dash to figure out what to wear. You had to look different at every party you went to (who would want to be caught at the Monsanto Y party wearing the same thing you wore to the Kappa House party a week or two ago). Mia taught me (maybe not in the grand fashion that I celebrate it in) that it's okay to have a shopping addiction (and to always seem to have an outfit that you've never worn before that you've just pulled out of nowhere).
8) The 'Back that ass up' dance... the left/right/left/right syncronized hip moves. We had it all planned, but made it all look so natural and effortless.
9) I can't not have a 'Ten things' and not talk about the notebook.. Often imitated, never duplicated (the original is with the former principal of Metro, who I think either kept it for entertainment, or sold it to Tina Fey for Mean Girls... cause their 'burn book' scenario sounded awfully familiar)... I mean; it's been so long, I can't even remember the notebook. I wish I could, because it was classic material (pictures... code names... I think that's where it all started)
10) Mia was always about hooking a friend up (passes, free concert tickets, getting in free to the club/parties...). Mia even attempted to hook me up with one of her friends, (who, at the time, was clearly out of my league) that I lusted after. If I only would've taken advantage of that opportunity, Rocky would be my husband right now! Thanks for looking out Mia!
Mia was one of the most popular girls anyone knew; whether it was the grey eyes, the swoop, the micros. Everyone wanted to be her friend and be close to her (some of which were simply trying to reap the rewards), but I am privileged to say that she has been a best friend for ten years. Can't wait to see where the next ten years of our friendship takes us. - B
Ain't we happy we got em... GOOD TIMES! (c) Alan and Marilyn Bergman
Me sportin Ms. Works' glasses... Lew w/an ice cream scoop?
Crazinessssss
Loves this pic solely b/c Cici is shooting me the deuces.
Ray, Jasmine, Doreen, Cel.. I'm peeping around Ray's arm lol
Me and Whit... FINALLY got a pic together :)
GROUP SHOTTTTT
Me sportin Ms. Works' glasses take 2
Memorial Day bbq candid shot... Couldn't go to the LOU :( So I kicked it with some Ohio peeps
I was kick-boxing with Hebrew refugees in the sand... OR just playing volleyball... you pick. I got judged the whole picnic for my abundance of ash...
Oh MY GOD!! (c) Carol Ann
So, I was going to drive all the way home to meet Mr. Smith but I had to be responsible and stay in Columbus for school/work. Carol Ann DEFINITELY made it up to me by having Will Smith call my phone... :)
This happened WAY back in November when Mr. Smith did his multiple city tour promoting Seven Pounds... I apologize for taking so long for me to post it up here :)
She get it from her mama! (c) Juvenile
I have come to terms with the fact that in the Lou I shall ALWAYS be referred to as "Carol Ann's daughter..." Below are a couple of pics of her and I at her client's establishment (The Loft)... She was working to promote Majic 105's Happy Hour with Tony and I was put to work taking snapshots of the event for the promotions team. There's never a dull moment with Carol Ann I tell ya... So much for coming to the Lou and just chillin out avec ma mere... I swear our roles have always been reversed... I'm the old lady, and she's the young hip one always on the go. Why oh why does she get to be so much cooler than I am...? NOT FAIR!!! *runs away from screen pouting*
Me and Ma Mere
Me and Ma Mere
Some pretty amazing ladies that wanted to take a pic with the "photographer" lol
The HuSTLe City (c) The History Channel
So it's Easter, and in the typical negro fashion I am congregating with fellow family members over pork and other various greasy foods. So, it's time to settle down and watch a movie, and after a few minutes of deliberation my cousin Siera and I settle on Doubt or Choke (bootlegs of COURSE), my family however wasn't having that and opted to watch a documentary about our very own town...
Check out the Lou on The History Channel's Gangland below
Check out the Lou on The History Channel's Gangland below