I spent my Friday night out on Long Island, locally, celebrating a friend's birthday. In a drunken stupor and dancing as per usual, the DJ finds that to be the perfect time to start spinning reggae. Naturally, "dutty wine" comes on..... 8 seconds into the song, my weave ponytail spins like a helicopter off my head in the air-exiting stage RIGHT. I find it located conveniently already, underneath someone's Jordans.
Ladies and Gentlemen, these are my breasts.... Real....(despite heavy debate..) 100% trademark of Jamaica, West Indies.
I noticed a crew of three young male babies staring at them... They ranged in ages, 3, 4, and 5. Now... I'm not sure if it was because they look like a food source ...or a feasible place to rest... or maybe they were staring at me because those glasses make me look like a bug... Anyhow, its all about people riding the subway in New York City and just...staring at you. Now, of course I'm not counting the three Mexican babies I spoke of, but just...anyone, and everyone. Does no one register staring as rude anymore?
I agree... Chrystina makes it HARD to tell yourself you're beautiful in the mirror without laughing at the sheer hilarity of it... ...just as bad Natalie.... AGAIN, Tae-Bo anyone?
Nichole, the blonde, is still FAR from urban enough for the group, but if Charlye wasn't such a prick she would have been an amazing selection in Nichole's place. ALSO, brilliant idea by Robin Antin to slap some bangs on Tiffanie's forehead which is Tyra-like times 8. Here's a poor quality version, but like some people, I was kind of hungry for it...
I definitely felt like The New Jack needed a site makeover... I know I'm emo-esque, but the black was killing me... And hey, at least the brigtness falls in place with the wonderful weather here in New York.
The New Jack definitely needed a motha-fuckin' makeover... Pardon le french...
In better news... I've received my contract from Big Urban Mixtape. Naturally, you should be as excited as I am. I'm digging hard in the corners of my brain as to how to introduce myself to the crew of new readers. I will, of course, be posting lots of information so that any current subscribers to The New Jack can also take a look at my writings there on Big Urban Mixtape. I'll be doing a slew of hip-hop everything-I'm forcing myself not to limit myself to one genre, like only hip-hop music. There is so much running through my brain that I'm somewhat blank. In the meanwhile though, be sure to check out Big Urban Mixtape if you know what's good for you...
I've always wondered about this Eye Candy current obsession.. It's been going strong for some years now, but I do indeed question the ability for it to last.. Remember her? Now don't get me wrong, a little old writer like me would love to have a look like that...but what is her current claim to fame? She did a "guest appearance" in Lil Wayne's latest video, "Lollipop".
Furthermore, from videos, Flava Flav and XXL magazine, what is the self-life of an Eye Candy model? How long is your sweet tooth satisfied?
According to my BFF, only gangsters tattoo their hands and faces.... Ironically, as I step into the tattoo parlor on Saturday night, with the vision of tattooing my hand and wrist, not only is this magazine on the chair that I was getting ready to sit on, but also Lil Wayne was performing on the one television in the room. My friends called it a true sign, so naturally, I went through with it. In such a rough week, some how I saw it fit to release so much pain through experiencing pain. My work and love life situation have been dually stressful during the week that I thought would be the most stress free! My birthday week! The complete opposite has occurred and they are still, though less intense, spilling over into the now. My hand definitely was one of the HOTTER sensations I've felt in this life. Doing my hip was somehow, seemingly easier than doing my hand...
I neglect you not... I've had such a ROUGH week, that I was never so grateful to see the date April 19th marking the end of it. Problems of my week prior are slightly spilling over into this week but I'm TRYING VERY hard to keep the focus on this being a NEW week. So let me get started....with a couple posts....
Since Sunday morning, things have been shaky between The Significant and I. Here is some interesting advice:
"I always tell the girls, never take it seriously, if you never take it seriously, you never get hurt, and if you never get hurt, you always have fun, and if you ever get lonely, just go to the record store and visit your friends." ~PeNnY LaNe~
PERFECTION IS THE NATURAL CONSEQUENCE OF ETERNITY: WAIT LONG ENOUGH AND ANYTHING WILL REALIZE ITS POTENTIAL. COAL BECOMES DIAMONDS, SAND BECOMES PEARLS, APES BECOME MAN. ITS SIMPLY NOT GIVEN TO US, IN ONE LIFETIME, TO SEE THOSE CONSUMMATIONS...
Reminiscing upon Stacey Dash's new KING magazine photo, it made my memory turn back: Back..... It really makes you wonder what the regimen is, huh... Yeah, I'm solid 100% about exercise and veggies now... Aren't you?
I bought this bathing suit over the course of this weekend, there is another one I have a VERY huge eye on. Its red :) This week the Thursday and Friday weather forecast for New York should be in the mid 70's. We've been suffering from winter WAY too long, and bathing suits are FLYING into the stores and immediately off the shelves. Here are my votes for the top three, cutest and cheapest bathing suit hot spots...
With today being my 22nd birthday, I've already become accustomed to saying (in a depressing manner) "I'm 22 years OLD". Well, if I fall in the catergory of years old, someone find out the workout regimen to look this young:
June 2008 cover of KING magazine, featuring Stacey Dash
If THAT photo doesn't make you eat your veggies so you are wrinkle free and smoking hot at 42 years old, absolutely NOTHING will.
It's funny... Prior to the age of 21, you live and BREATHE for that day and all the legal woes you will no longer have to endure from being underage i.e. sneaking into a bar. During the age of 21, I can tell you, I didn't want it to end. I simply LOVED telling people that I was 21 years old, and wished to remain, "Forever 21".
Today is April 14, and The New Jack is officially 22. I was born at 4:36 pm in Kingston, Jamaica at 6lbs, 14 ounces.
Though the age 22 doesn't nearly roll off my tongue as fiercely as 21, I'm still aging like fine wine. So indeed, pass the Merlot.
I just want to give a quickie shout out to those who read/love/listen/support and use the damn PLUGOO widget-like Niecey who NICELY let me know last night that my blog was being enjoyed. "When you hear some feedback, keep going take it higher"
Just that LITTLE bit, makes you want to keep going twice, if not three times as hard. A lot of blogs I dig through, websites, ANTM etc. and I watch the way people take-feedback. Feedback is devised into several different mini facets but its up to receiver to decipher whats truly genuine feedback versus genuine hatred.
I know the difference. So readers, "Crank it up give it to me, come on"
I am CO-SIGNING this track. Official New Jack stamp of approval. It's been in heavy rotation on the radio and I've been stalking the track down trying to find out who the HELL this is.
Name: Casely Represents: Dirty South Track in Question: Emotional Claim to Fame: R&B young boy (i.e.: Chris Brown, J. Holiday, Ne-Yo) Ideals: Thinks its okay to wear fitted caps along with suit jackets and Jordans.
Vote: Let The New Jack know whether you're just sick of the R&B overflow or are you feeling, emotional after all?
Like wine...some things get better with age.. As summer approaches, Angel Lola Luv is trying her hardest to make us all pretty desperate for summer in The Hamptons... Yeah, real desperate... On the topic of fierceness, my "eating right weight loss efforts" have been completely unsuccessful. Lipo is next on the agenda.
Asia posted a slew of new photos on her main fan page of Myspace yesterday; She added a total of four new photo albums. She's done another very recent photo shoot: The body is looking EXTREMELY correct. This woman is undeniably fine as hell. She has been doing some hosting in Canada? I'll be digging further into that... Also in Pussycat Dolls news... Just as Asia is no longer apart of the group, Carmit (the redhead) has ALSO departed from The Dolls. Robin Antin has been contacted for comment and is ensuring that The Dolls will be continuing as a quintet. Toy soldiers eventually fall down..I guess dolls do too...