What a fabulous trip to New York for fashion week and Diana Ross! Pics and post on my new home: http://www.socialitedreams.com/blog-posts/ny-fashion-week-diana-ross-fabulosity.html
This new year is starting smashingly 🙂 Went to dinner on new years eve at Spiaggia and it was AMAZING. So yummy! Appetizer course was mozzarella drizzled in a honey type sauce with some type of fruit (kumquat?) chopped next to it and amazing prosciutto. I felt like the movie Ratatouille where the mouse had the flavors exploding in his mouth in bursts of jazz and colors! It was THAT good. Pasta course was a butternut squash filled pasta with fried sage and amaretto sauce, also incredibly delish and my mom’s favorite part of the meal. Steak with morel mushrooms and smashed potatoes followed, finished by the creamiest tiramisu ever put together. WHAT a dinner to start off the night’s activities! I was already incredibly happy with my makeup and hair, felt good in my outfit, and had on my fly headpiece, lol. EVERYONE was stopping me and saying that it was gorgeous and that they wanted to party with me because I must be fun, lol. That was so cool.
Then went to the Signature Room at the John Hancock building’s lounge. There was a hilarious lady there who was fun and an instant friend. She was crazy and cool, seated next to us. I heart her, we clowned hard and didn’t even know each other! Then there were gorgeous fireworks outside the window which overlooked gorgeous Navy Pier.
Next up, party at our hotel! We stayed at the Westin that night and finagled our way into the hotel party they were having there. THAT was pure hilarity, because they were SO wasted! Some chick fell under her table trying to reach for something, another fell through a sign at the elevator then tried to argue that she wasn’t drunk, barely able to keep her eyes open. I had too much fun there, cracking the eff up and dancing with my Phy-Phy. Great new years eve! Spent the next day shopping and lounging around the Four Seasons hotel where we stayed the next night. I’m all about luxe surroundings! Drinks in front of the lounge fireplace was oh so nice, even saw a HOT guy at the bar, but I looked all of 15 with my hello kitty jewelry and yellow sweater, so um yeah, not approaching him! haha. I promise next time to dress for the occasion so that I can have something better to update 😉
I had to do another cowash and twist out when I got home last night because feathers and glitter were in my hair, cramping my style ya know 😉 Woke up today, took it down and WHOA, best twist out ever! Okay, well I went a little happy with the marula oil spray the night before so it was a tad oily, but other than that? Your girl was FLY. It was moisturized, super curly, fun! My cousins even complimented me on it and they are SO not about natural hair 🙂
snapped on my new lace bow clips and sashayed my happy self out the door to church where I played with my cutie pie god daughter. She is LEAVING me 😦 Her mom is moving them back to Alabama, I am heartbroken. I love that lil chocolate drop, she’s so sweet and fun with her fat cheeks. NEVER cries, just a doll.
Got back RAVE reviews from the editor on my piece that I wrote 🙂 She said that I’m very talented and will be a star at the magazine. Woot Woot! Best thing I’ve heard all year(granted, we’re not even a month in, but YA KNOW, lol). That is my great news, and they want to use me for much more, so I am very pleased.
Went to a party on Sunday. The thing is, I hate clubbing in the winter, because most of my going out clothes are summery (read: skimpy, legs out, boobs out, etc) so it’s tough picking something for winter. Not only that, it also means coat check. Boo! So, I didn’t feel like coat checking since we parked only a block away, so like an idiot, I ran that block with no coat in below zero weather in a satin shirt. Needless to say, now I’m sick as a dog 😦 Doesn’t help my friendly disposition. On top of that, there is supposed to be a great party tonite with pro athletes and what not and now I can’t go….boooooooooooo!
well, I did get to meet another of my fave video vixens at the party, Melyssa Ford.
My trip to LA has renewed my vigor and desire for the good life. My tastes run too rich and lavish to not drive myself to succeed beautifully. With that said, I am glad that things are starting to roll and I will continue to make moves towards a career and, hopefully soon, a move to Los Angeles. The great thing is, my mom also wants to move there, which would make me very happy. That’s one of my best friends, ya know?
So for the new year, I am on a MISSION:
1. Write, write, write….this means, working on my novel, pumping out articles for freelance, updating my blog at least every 2 days, and hopefully finding a job with a magazine or ezine.
2. workout mind and body….If I’m moving to the land of the superficial and expect to write about beauty/fashion, I need to be ON POINT. I want to get down to size 4, 6 at the most (I’m a 12/14 now). So that means working out, eating right, getting rid of excuses. And I will be reading even more. I already read a lot, but I want to read all of the books that I’ve ever said I wanted to read. Get my mind right!
I would suggest the book “How to Become Famous in Two Weeks (or less)” for anyone looking for help on becoming fabulous. I just read it in LA and it was fantastic. I also want to read Posh’s book and Kimora Lee Simmon’s.
3. Network, socialize, put forth more effort. I’m such a laid back person, I need to actively get out and network. Nothing will be handed to me since I am not a true socialite or possess supermodel looks. I have to get on the grind, charm my way into fabulosity!
What are some of your new years resolutions?
New years eve totally made up for the sucky experience at Les Deux. What an awesome day 🙂 I started it off with shopping because I didn’t like anything that I had to wear, so I ended up with a form fitting, totally sex kitten dress that made me ooooooooze sex appeal 😉 I loved it!
We were staying at the Sofitel and they were having a party, so we (my mom, ashley, shay, and I) decided to go to the party there that was supposed to be hot with guys from the lakers coming through. Hell, what’s not to like about a new years eve party that’s right downstairs?? Don’t have to worry about drunk drivers and once you get wasted, go right upstairs and to bed! Hehe…We got VIP tickets which included dinner, so it was ON!
The food was delicious; I give it a 4.5/5 stars. I had caesar salad, some mmm mmm good macaroni, the best clam chowder ever, and some random meats that I didn’t care for (hence the lowered half star).
At the table next to us, I swear there was a pimp and about 6 of his hoes. The main chick had on the worst outfit ever for a new years party. Some jeans that looked like they were from Rave and a neon green “mink” stole…hmm, is that REALLY what’s hot in the streets? me thinks not! Redo! try again in ’08
Worst part was, THAT was not the hot mess award winner of the evening! I was lounging on a chaise, looking my sexiest when I look behind me to see this girl giving a guy a lapdance. Okay, nothing wrong with that…then they start making out….hmm, okay….THEN her friend joins in….bow chicka wow wow!…friend takes his belt off as she’s making out with him and the other girl….caressing his, um, “package”….HOT MESS! We’re AT a hotel, get a room! lol…my poor retinas
So, while I’m still lounging on the chaise, I look to my right and see this great looking booty in a beautiful dress. So I’m like wow, what a terrific booty to waist ratio! How can I achieve that kind of hotness, squats? After staring at her ass for 20 mins, I finally look up and who do I see??!! Come to find out the girl had the perfect ass to waist ratio because she’s none other than hip hop video vixen Vida Guerra! I was like OMG OMG, really? Heart don’t fail me now….I barely can formulate a word and my bff Ashley comes up and i put her arm in the death grip as I tell her that my body idol is standing not 5 feet from me. Before I can get the sentence out, Ashley saunters over to her and asks could I get a picture. She smiles and agrees and I slide over like a giddy teen. I forgot to even say hi or anything! lmao…Just put my hand around her waist and we took the photo! Here’s me with my body idol and one of her video girl pics for an ass reference:
And it really is that perfect in person *drools* check out her site: vidas world
Then we found a guy who just wanted to buy tons and tons of drinks, so we sipped it up big time (I swear there was like no alcohol in those damn drinks…I had like 6 and barely had a buzz going, including a shot…bah hum bug!)
All in all, it was an excellent evening and great way to bring in 2008. Good party, sexy people, delish food, and lots of laughs.
HAPPY NEW YEARS!
I am in beautiful Los Angeles, partly as a graduation trip for moi and partly to bring in the new year in style in one of my favorite cities. Along with me is my mother and two of my best friends, Shay and Ashley.
Anyway, this is my second time in this city, so I assumed that things would be marvelous, how could they not? There’s feisty me, bubbly pr-in-training Shay, and model Ashley (Kennedy Deshawn). Because Shay is so into pr and mingling and just all around good schmoozing, she was in charge of the events, finding out about the hot parties, getting us on lists and chatting up people for invites. About a week before we came, a cute guy on facebook contacted Shay from some party group that she is in and they set it up so that the three of us could be on a list for a hot club in L.A. called Les Deux (the people from the Hills frequent there, so I figured I wanted to be in attendance!). Fine.
We get dolled up (cute leopard print gray and black dress with my ta-tas up to HERE for me, sparkly tank and skinny jeans for Ashley, and leather leggings with a halter for Shay), make it to the club and call the guy who invited us so that he can come outside and escort us in. Check…he comes out, tells the bouncer Jeff to let us in, then he goes back inside. We wait for Jeff to stop talking with the giggly Brazilian chicks next to us (dressed in sneakers and lame clothes, mind you) and let us in…waiting…they get in. He starts chatting up the White girls next to us, even though we said that we had talked to our connect and that he had told Jeff to let us in…brush off….wait….We talk to Jeff again, he says just wait, he’ll get to us (we were there before the other random groups who were walking up)…wait…we watch as a group of white girls with a black friend who had her face powdered 3 shades lighter than her natural hue and beyond recognition were allowed in…another group with a token black girl gets in….no black people by themselves have gotten in….we’re still waiting…call back our connect, waiting on him to come back out….meanwhile, meet 3 white girls from Chicago also, chat with them, decide to all try to get in as a group of 6. Jeff talks to THEM, says the group can come in…we wait by the line over to get in…wait….Shay goes to see what is going on since we were said to all be able to go in (the six of us)…suddenly, the three white girls are allowed in with a shrug to us and we are made to stay outside still.
From that nite..we looked cute! why the hate?
wait, what? needless to say, we never made it in, and neither did but 3 or 4 other black people who were powdered almost white or hanging with all white groups the whole hour and a half we were out. Mind you, I graduated from a school in the south and have traveled all over the world and it took until going to “diverse” Los Angeles at a club of all places to get my first taste of racism. Asian girls dressed in slumpy sweaters that i wouldn’t wear to the library were gushed over and flirted with as well as were white girls of all looks while we were ignored or spoken to harshly or worst, brushed off.
Thanks Jeff and Les Deux, ya assholes.
As 7:40 pm hit, I walked out of the last classroom I would ever be in as an undergraduate student at the University of Miami. God, I should have worn waterproof mascara today! This has been my favorite semester, class/professor wise and I am happy to be going out on a very happy note. With that said, this will be a rundown of my time there…it may not have all been magic, but damnit, it was an experience from screaming bums on the metro to sunrises over the Portofino balcony. I’ll always love you, UM. Go Canes!
**Freshman Year, Age 17 ’03-04′ (this was the best year, so this section will be longest): Walked onto campus with my long ponytail swinging (rust colored pretty weave, lol), bright braced-out smile across my face and thoughts of crushes/first loves, football games/national championships, sororities, and parties filling my head. Orientation games, met Felicia because she loved my hair and we instantly clicked. Voila, my first friend! Met my country roommate JaMia, saw we were both black girls with braces and got along, voila second friend. Blasted music with my door open and drew the girls on my floor to come say hello and ended up making some of the most important friends I’d have the whole time, like Jonelle(Nelly), Shannyn, and Tinina(Nani). Unforgettable football games where we still expected to win and had a killer squad: Sean Taylor (RIP), Sinorice Moss, Devin Hester, Kellen Winslow *drool*, the unbelievably talented list goes on.
Nani and I hung tight, sneaking off to south beach all of the time and having our “SoBe Adventures”. Meeting random people like Kanye West and Fat Joe on the side of the road, staking out the red carpet at the Source Awards, scoring tickets to the MTV music awards, sneaking in the back doors to the hottest clubs on SoBe and getting invited into VIP. Ahh, the good life.
(me and nani, my partner in crime)
Second half was all about JaMia, Felicia, Alexis, and I getting into mischief. I love you, my bumble “bees” 😉 Our late nite talks of JANCUS men, going to “celebrity” basketball games, “MAGIC” moments, and sweet talking our way into VIP clubs. JK betrayals, misplaced birthday presents *cough* Phil *cough*, and other randomness. Great, GREAT year.
(JaMia and I)
**Sophomore year, Age 18 ’04-05′: JaMia and I lived together in the holiday inn for a semester. LOTS of drama with an incident when I chose poorly about some colors. Hurricanes grounded us at Felicia’s, my favorite Auntie passed away, may have allowed a great potential boyfriend, Will, to fall through the cracks. Fell hard for an Alpha who never felt the same….Got a fabulous “certified” lesson that summer…an acquaintance, Kamari, became one of my best friends and I taught her how to Chi-town Juke, crazy times scheming with Igho as we seemed to crush on everybody that year (my alpha, P.E., #3, Singer, and Red Light), fun times with Nelly, Alex (one word, haha….DUCK-SAUCE)
(Nelly and I)
**Junior Year Age 19, ’05-06′: Infatuated with one of the best football players here who was as close to perfect for me as I could imagine: handsome, can sing, star of the football team (went pro), EVERYTHING….Le Sigh….Got “kidnapped” by Alex and Jonelle for a nice dinner in Key West, thought it’d be an hour trip, turns out it’s 3 hours each way! Developed something of an eating disorder because I wouldn’t eat more than 700-1000 calories a day and worked out overboard so I dropped 20 lbs quickly, fell hard for a UIC basketball player who broke my heart.
**Senior Year Age 20 ’06-07′
Interned with JET Magazine, my fantastic grandpa passed away, Kamari and I had a crazy Nupe experience (lol). Kamari and I hung practically all day every day, went to a Halle Berry movie premiere, partied at model parties, experienced the Chicago/Colts Miami superbowl activities, and just tried to enjoy some of the Miami life. Had to say good bye to all of my girlies as they dispersed around the country after their graduations. Good luck with life, ladies!
(Kamari, JaMia, and I)
(me, Shay, Kamari)
**Extra, Final Semester, Age 21, Fall 2007
Hung with Nelly and Alex since they were pretty much my only friends left. Tried new restaurants, interned with Elite Model Management, partied some, but mainly enjoyed the classes and semester in order to go out with a good vibe.
(Curt, ABG, Nelly, Alex C)
So to conclude this marvelous, irreplaceable chapter of my life, I’d just like to say: I love you, UM and all of the memories you have given me. We didn’t always agree, we didn’t win them all, but damn it, we partied hard! Kamari, JaMia, Felicia, Alexis, Shannyn, Alex, Nani….I love you guys with all of my heart and thank you for making my time here a blast. There’ll never be another class like the badass crew who came and conquered in ’03! We made sure of that, huh?
-UM HURRICANE, 2003-2007-
(me and my latin luver, Alex C.)