Gotta Look Good For LA

In fashion news, I am REALLY digging Jessica Simpson’s shoes/handbag lines!  I bought the most fab purse from her called the Limelight in color pine and it looks like it cost no less than $300.  It’s so luxe, I may have to rock that purse tonight to dinner with my girly Ashley.

it’s like this, but a deep teal color that is so chic for fall/winter and you know that jewel tones are in.

My daddy bought me a new ring/necklace set from Swarvoski that I wanted for months now.  It was a surprise and I am so in love with it and appreciative that he got it from me.  The thing is MAJOR blingage for my Hollywood life.

it’s called the Chic ring, and I must agree!  The necklace is small and has a couple of gems so as not to compete or overpower.  Ahh, I love it!  What do you think?

Style Cravings

Working retail, especially in a mall, can be a real pain because it’s more sales driven than anything, but I so love when I get to help the customers plan outfits and accessories.  I want to work at a smaller boutique so that I can focus more on doing that, the styling.  I don’t like having to sell people on the store credit cards and all of that, i want the simple pleasure of style consultations.  Too bad there’s no where around here to work at that would let me thrive in that.  So regular retail it shall be until I probably move to Los Angeles.  I wish a mall around here at least had a Nordstroms or something so that I could work my way up to being a personal shopper!  Damn these “average” stores around here 😦

My birthday is Wednesday 😀  I can’t believe a whole year has passed; man, time flies!  I’ve turned 21, graduated, gotten published more, so some good has happened the past year.  Got fatter though, lol, so I need to get that baggage off of me!  Wonder what this 22nd year of my life will hold. 

Driven for the Good Life

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 Year’s Eve, Party like it’s 1999!

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:

Me and Vida

Vida Guerra 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!

happy new years!

My First Racist Experience

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.

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