My son is doing fine & Def Jam Petition signing.

Yippy, I'm too excited!  My  son is  doing very well  as we "speak." His O2 level in  his body are up, making    great  progress here. Monday afternoon, we took  us a lovely trip to Dallas to Children's Medical. Before we left, he was on six with his oxygen. Six is pretty dang high, almost 100%; a setting for a patient with emphysema/COPD.  After  our arrival, the nurses weened  him off and been breathing pretty good.  It's more that he can't keep enough  air inside his lungs because his blood is not receiving oxygen so his heart  is telling his brain  to work harder to breathe.  That's serious stress for a five year old.

People do not realize that asthma is very a serious issue especially  with younger children. In my last blog, I do smoke and weening myself off cigarettes. I know I am  heading the right direction of making that decision  to quit before this happened.  This morning,  I took an asthma class to better prepare myself, properly  use his inhalers.  We gonna kick asthma in the ass!!! Finally released!!! Six days hemmed up in the "free prison"  OMG JOY!! His dad made it around 12:30pm  with his girlfriend.  We rode back with  them.  I'm gonna tell ya,  that  was  the most scariest, awkward and latter part calm ride home.  I even posted on my  Facebook:

  A long ass scary ride home with lucifer, oops I meant sevyn's dad. Pray for us lol.

LOL!!!  I couldn't help it!!  And I'm not kidding when he put the "scary"  in scary. The most ridiculous road rage on the freeway (he cannot drive in the city),  words that came out of his mouth was "b" and "f' mostly "b."  I got on to him about his language around our son.  Now my son is terrified, so he went to sleep to block it. I put on headphone to shut it out. I prayed for this fool to go to sleep and he did after stopping for a bite  to eat.   Favorite  food: Fried  Chickennnnn!!!!   His  girlfriend took over the driving and I stayed awake all through the ride. She's pretty brake happy and knowing my ex-husband he's not knowledgeable with his truck.  So his brakes wasn't in the best condition.   I finally made it home with my son, I thanked them for driving us home, gave him a bit of money for  gas and gave him  the most awkward half pat hug  ever. You know, that hug where you don't like a person that much but you do it to be a good sport.  THAT HUG.  And you know what?  From that ride home, I value and love my life! I mean I really love my life so much!   My son is fine, I can rest easier, I  didn't lose my cool  with  his immature dad  and knowing  that everything  was going to be  okay putting my trust with the Creator in the  beginning.   The whole six hours being around his dad wasn't that  bad, well with the vulgar language that I've gotten onto him in  front  of  our son. And that's abnormal behavior for him that he passes off as "normal."  

Def  Jam Petition:

While in the hospital, I chatted in a IR group to pass of the time, when one of the member's posted:
http://www.change.org/petitions/boycott-def-jam-artist-lil-reese-def-jam-should-not-support-any-artist-who-abuses-women

*WARNING, This clip is violent, up to your discretion to view it or not*

I watched the clip  for  about 3  minutes. That's  all I need  to sign this petition.
My thoughts on  this is point blank- this piece of trash comes and fights a woman  and nobody didn't help her.  The only person that was helping her is another female in the video.  I seen three guys standing there while this buffoon started beating on  her. Why didn't the  guys didn't pull him off? Because they are damaged and messed up in the head. Now, if this was a Asian, white or any non-black woman and someone came in a person's house unannounced and threatens to beat her, police would be called after they  beat his ass  to death.  Because men who are cultured in different ethnic groups are taught  to protect women! Since I made  that  point,  the three guys who watched the beating and didn't protect her, because she's a black woman! And these guys wasn't taught to protect women but  to beat on  them, harass and hate them.  Thanks to your "black community"of not taking responsibility, wild animals roam freely.  Feral animals syndrome as I call  it  because these men are feral trying to pass off as 'normal' men.  Now I don't know whose this lil rapper but his ass need to get shut down!

One  thing I'm  particular about is my hip hop in the 80's era. Hip hop is fun, creative, intelligent, make you dance, drop awesome beats and  put a smile on your face. Hip hop/Rap of  this age is crap crap crap! Take a listen to Lil Wayne then Afrikka Bambata. AB is about the Zulu Nation and having fun with hip hop. No  cussing, misogynist lyrics, booty shaking videos with half naked women NONE OF THAT!   Lil Wayne..geez where do I start?  Come on!  The guy wears skinny jeans and make them sag. His lyrics are  terrible and talks about sex sex sex.   I'm tired of this  today's "black' music that suppose to be part of a culture. It's not black music, its ignorant bullshit!  If you want to get real with  your 'soul' music I suggest you to go back, WWAAAYYYY back and stop at 1990, maybe take it 1998.  My friends, this petition is important. I'm  tired of stupid ass down low DBR men who came from a feral environment posing as 'normal' to make it in the music industry or any industry. Since Don Imus was fired from CBS for saying  "Nappy-headed hoes." to a basketball team, majority are young black women,  then I'm  gonna say NO to this Lil Reese and Def Jam Records.  Where's Al Sharpton in this?  Oh I forgot, this involves black people not WHITE PEOPLE!  That perm wearing, roller set having fat diva "man" will have a FIELD DAY if the attacker was a white man.  Just like he did with Don Imus, he made sure that he was fired and never see the light of day. But you know what? I'm not depending on Diva Sharpton to raise stink,  I'm depending on me, black women who do not condone violence and others to support this.   Russell  Simmons should  be ashamed of himself, oh wait! no he's not.  I wonder if his brother Reverend Run talked about  this situation and  his record label supporting a domestic violence offender. Hmmmm.... That's an excellent question! Who knows???

The 'feral' rapper gave a  half assed  apology to the lady.  Yeah and I'm suppose to believe in it? Hell no!  He wouldn't have done it in the first place. Lame excuse? "I was high."  People that are high do not engage in fights because they'll  forget. A  mix of marijuana and alcohol can result in aggressive behavior. I've been around too many country pasture parties in high school to watch dumbasses get into fights when high and inebriated. Then  had  the  nerve call her a "hoe" and "she's trying  to stop him in his career." Please! So you blame a black woman for all of your problems.  We've heard  that stupid, lame, pointless, doesn't  make any sense excuses so many times. You'll dress it in different styles and still comes out to the same weak ass excuse.  Literally bizarre thinking!

"Ouch I hurt my toe!" If that bw wasn't there blocking my way, my toe would be alright. But they want a bw to support them in any messed up situation the "Behind a strong black man is a strong  black woman." Irrational thinking doesn't equal logic!  I heard that when I was younger, it confused  me and then I thought "Why  in the hell would I'll stand behind my  man when I should stand next to him!" Ughhh... SMH to abnormal rhetoric.

Being a domestic violence survivor myself, I totally support this petition. I cannot stand a supposed "man" that beats on a woman and a child for power. Power and ego is what fuels these weak men, due to insecurity issues deep in their souls. A predator who looks for the weak to prey on. Vile and disgusting men that will blame their problems on anything that they can think on what made them become like this. And will ask for sympathy!! The gall of these men!   Black women, we need  to start supporting each  other because nobody  isn't going to do it for us.  I'm sick and tired of bullshit and NEEDS  TO STOP! 

I use to love Def Jam, they came out with the best rap/hip hop groups. They made the Beastie Boys what they are today! Def Jam have went to the crapper with this one and I do expect more nincompoops on the roster to make crappy music coming from feral backgrounds. As long they keep churning out misogynist lyrics, violent offenders towards women especially black women, I don't care if I have to marching in front of their office protesting. Wrong is wrong!

I see why my heart has always been rock n roll.  Til  the day I die, I will stay true to myself no matter what.

Hospitals are called 'free' prison in my book, my sweet son get better so we can haul boo-tay outta here!

My sweet son is sick and in the hospital now.  It's been a grueling 3 days held up in the "free" prison.  Yeah do you  know that the hospital is a "free" prison?  LOL.. a lil joke there.  Its Saturday afternoon  and yes it sucks to be stuck in the room all day long  but I'm mom and my son needs me.

He 's been diagnosed with  asthma since  one years old. His father had  it, uncles ( mine and the ex-husband's brother) and they  grew out of it.  So hopefully he'll grow  out of this. Asthma is very serious especially for younger children. Starts off with the wheezing & coughing, I started  to give him breathing treatments Saturday night after the fall activities at  the church.  Must have been  the hay ride through the chilly dusk air or  the hay. I think the hay triggered it, I remember how tired and drained he looked when  I went for pizza.  He felt fine that Sunday, taking the grandparents out for dinner, talking  up  a storm with Big  Mama.  Around 3a.m. Monday morning, he had a low grade fever.

Two days out of school, his progression didn't look too good. The doctor's office we go!  And from that visit, we've made that trip to the ER that landed us in the hospital since Wednesday.  Guys, having a sick kid in  the hospital is a nightmare for a parent.  You do your best to make them comfortable and staying  positive. Even if they can't barely lift their little head, you hold back the tears and hold it up for them & smile. I made it to Saturday and had  my " mommy moment" of crying.  Yes I am tired, but this is my son. My son does have a father,  grocery shopping is more important than sitting with his son. To him one visit does enough and work is very important.   He did visit him for an hour, ummm okay? But I'm missing four days of work to care for  my son. Good thing I have flex days but you still go through hell and high water for your children. Did I give the ex-husband a pat on his back for visiting his son for an hour? Hell naw!!! If you remember he's DBR man so expect that from those types. Selfish people tend focus on illogical priorities for personal gain & ego. I put everything aside during that visit, offered to get food while he spend time with our son. I don't care what happened in the past, you're divorced, the child is IMPORTANT not your raggedy ass'd stank past issues with me!! DBR men do not break their necks for their kids, making super dumb excuses to avoid real life situations. Teenage boys do that. As a newly single mom again, I vow to VET people, continue my life, enrichen my children and better myself as a parent.

I take walks in  the hallway and go downstairs to the vending machines.  Since I'm  the only parent here with him my short trips are 3-5 minutes long. I do have his personal care attendant in the room when I leave.  My daughter and father came  last night, enjoying their company. Especially my father, he loves his jackrabbit..lol. My dad even lays in the bed  with him and they play and watch tv. He misses him so much!!! The best part, I'm  not too far away from the house. Last year during the wildfire outbreaks in Texas, he inhaled too much smoke after the community's wild fire hell. It was living in two different horror/scary films Let  me show you:  Silent Hill in the morning and The Fog at night.*Remind you, I live in the woods!*

Really Flying Dutchman?

 Charred 'snowflakes?' Where's Charlie Brown?

Since the pirates couldn't make it during the fog  (about 4 hours from the Gulf of Mexico, hard to navigate a ghost ship through pine trees) and the Silent Hill gang  unavailable, the real horror is being evacuated from your home due to raging, uncontrolled fires, destroying every tree, property, animals and houses even a life that's beyond your control.  Smoke filled the air morning and night. We couldn't sleep from smelling that crap after every fire team put it out. Yep it got him good, developing pneumonia in his right lung. The horror of  every parent's nightmare of having a child under the age of 5, balancing on a tight rope called life and death.  Six days at the hospital, no joke! good thing my friend Chip came and relieved me almost every night to get fresh air and a break.

Besties since high school!!

He's the nicest person on Earth, I always knew even when he was being a badass in school.  Well, trying..LOL..  Ya'll wondering hmmmm friends? yeah and he's gay. My son adores him because of his kindness and appreciate his visits.   My son doesn't know he's gay but when a child recognize kindness from a caring person, you're on his/her good list. Children can see a person's heart better than adults because their world isn't mucked up....yet. My son seen Chip more than his dad  during the hospital stay, pretty pathetic of  his dad, aye?  I didn't let his father know because he's an idiot, wouldn't understand and basically he's not fond of gay people. But he has a gay uncle. Please do not try to understand the logic of  my son's father, its not worth losing a brain cell.

The doctor may let us go tomorrow. Hopefully the 10pm-4am, extra strength breathing treatments will do right for  him.* NO SLEEP FOR ME!* ha!  He's perking up and when he perks up, oh boy! He's alive!!!  Plenty of oxygen and careful O2 monitoring is a must.  95 or better oxygen level  is the key for my sweet boy to get better. For  me, I made a conscience decision to quit smoking. I discussed this with my doctor two weeks before he gotten sick. I'm battling with these withdraws and its not cool.  I'm weening myself off of the "ignit" sticks, putting me back on anti-depressant meds to even out  my moods. My party days are over, I lead a normal boring life and I like it like that. Don't get  me wrong, I still have those "teenage" moments enjoying life before the kids, but those are well-planned & scheduled.  Twice a year, I have my "Keeshia, wild rocker day" and by midnight I'm tired and sleepy..LMAO!!! That reminds me how much my life have changed. Most stuff that I did in my twenties, I do not miss them at all!!!

*If any of  you reading smoke, you do have the choice to quit. I wish I'd never started and my mother enabled  my smoking habits during high school  (trying to be the cool hip mom, sorry about that mom)*

I still keep it PUNK ROCK tho!!! Well its 10pm and the final count down for the meds for my son. Say a prayer and keep us in your thoughts.

I'll leave you guys with "Justin" from KoRn.  Follow the Leader is still  the baddest album ever! I know my music, I wouldn't  mind a music challenge from anyone! Bring it on!!!

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! muahhahahhahahahahhaha!!!!!! Don't forget to watch the Walking Dead @8pm/9pm CST/EST!   Rick-- So sexy! Now that's a great reason to stay alive! ;) 

Changes for 2013, Sometimes you gotta cut the extra out

I have decided to let go of my other job, retail sales due to me going  back  to a actual classroom setting which I  have to drive about 45 minutes from home. Another thing, my children are kinda lagging  behind in their school work. I don't  like  to  see  my children's  grades & performance suffer. I do work at their school in the afternoons. I get the scoop on their performance and what I can do as their parent to help them excel. I  was going to leave around April, making a year at the store but whatever! I'm leaving after Christmas break, working those holidays, getting that $$ and kick rocks!

I will miss the extra money but my children come first. Money comes and goes but your children are your most precious assets. I take an hour off lunch during the evenings to go over making sure my  son doesn't do a upside  down "e."  He's going to need  all  the practice. But the teen daughter, sigh....... that's another story.
What can I use to motivate  my 13 year old daughter to read? write in complete sentences? study for her test? Do she think that being mediocre is going to work for her in life?  Yeah but its mediocre. This is her last  year  in middle school, damn I'm relieved. High school is coming but if she doesn't get in gear to prepare herself for HS, she's gonna get surprised, everyday.  I guess she thinks I'm telling a lie or something.

Sometimes you have to stop and think  about how much stress, what is lacking or what needs to be improved/dropped.  Mine is due to stress of weekends of wanting to spend more time with my kids, doing most of my  hobbies, taking good ol  naps and enjoying family well deserved family time. I notice that a lack of (me) which I need to (improve) on helping my children and (dropping)  my second job to cut a tremendous  percent of stress.

My oldest have extra curricular activities on  weekends. I want  her to do well but she's going through this "I don't give a damn" mode. This morning she told me that she going to  cut out a lot of activities because she  can't handle them.  "No"  I said. Why?  She doesn't put in the effort, time and quality into them. No drive, whatsoever.

Children don't hear but do and  the reality that I actually do have the drive to go to work, school and what I put forth in something. I even had a migraine but took my aspirin and went on to work after dropping her off  after her volleyball game. She knew I had one but doesn't compute to a teenager that mom have a migraine, popped some pain reliever and went back work to support her family.  Dang, teenage girls I forgot what's it like, I  think I went to sleep from 13-18. Oh yeah I was a sour puss but more of a smart ass. My daughter is more sour puss and doesn't exercise her smart assness, more like dumb ass *no she's not dumb but good grief, girl use your brain!* And believe me, when she use that muscle called a brain, she's wise, I say she more to my speed.

Anyways, my migraine is gone, listening to M83 and getting ready for bed. To sum this up, enjoying your life, you have to cut some things out that's going to endanger your health, and miss out on your children's quality family moments.  Though I am a single parent, my income is going to drop a bit but that's okay, I'm actually glad to make this decision. I am  a Fashion Merchandising major  and yes working in retail is part of my experience but I can always apply for internship anywhere in the world. Plus people in  the town I reside have bad fashion taste! :)

I'll leave you guys with Linkin Park.. LP music have evolved and yes I'm going to buy them.  Trust me, I know good music.

If I hear "Baby Daddy" one more time...& Season Premier of The Walking Dead.

"That just my baby daddy!" GRRRRR.. I hate that song with a passion. Who ever wrote it for that stupid artist must need a lobotomy because it's dumb as heck.

Since that ratchet song back in the late 90's early 2000, "Baby Daddy/Momma"  have been coined as the newest phrase used in terms of your children's father or mother. I hate pop culture to the fullest and have been dumbing down people since then.  Reminds me of this gem of a movie "Idocracy" with Maya Rudolph and Luke Wilson. What happened to saying "ex-husband/wife, boyfriend/girlfriend" or "my son or daughter's father/mother?" IDIOTTTTSSS!!!

WAKE UP!

Me, personally I refer my children's father as my daughter's name FATHER and my son name FATHER! Was that hard? No!  Why ? Because I'm in the league of extraordinary intelligence called a BRAIN. My brain and I work very hard to make me, an complete fully functioning human being. Being human with a  brain have its advantages: like speaking in complete sentences, making judgement on my decision, reflecting my personality to the world and finally writing this blog for you to read  and understand.  It's because I paid attention in school.  I wasn't an A&B student but an average student, I made plenty of C's   in during school and college but shoot, when speaking in an illiterate manner and using "baby daddy" you have lost  your argument and my sympathy. Even a person with little education and plenty of common sense will use their brain to function as a normal human being.

Not too long ago at work, we had a manager who was married to my cousin, she kept saying "my baby daddy" (she's ww) over 10  times. At the 3rd BD, I lost interest and made fun of her in my head. My head said "Omigosh, this tard is using BD over and over, how come she couldn't say my child's father?' So my other coworker Makenz, talked about it and laughed at her for using it over and over. Why?  Because she sounded stupid. I don't like stupid people just like Forrest said "Stupid is as stupid does."  So when you're bitching about your BD or BM did repeating it over and over and over, save that ish for someone else that will give a care.  Because I don't.

So I give you this note: When you use BM or BD referring to the other parental unit, you deserve to be in BD & BM HELL for the rest of your damn life!

I don't have that hell because I don't refer my ex-husband as that. He's not the best but I'm damn sure not going to stoop down to stupidity!! My lovely rant.  On a lighter note,


The Walking Dead Season 3  10/14/2012

She ain't playing around with her katana!

No, not a plug (sorta) but if you're  not into a zombie apocalypse that's cool, if so yes I do love TWD!!!
Not a  bad start and  I hate one of the coolest  character's got bitten last night. But what intrigued  me is the bw with the katana, her name is Michonne. SUPA SWWEEETTTTT!!! And  carries TWO zombies with no jaws and limbs like dogs on chains *no kissy- kissy, grabby-grabby from these handsome guys*, dayumm, nice thinking! After watching with my grandmother, she doesn't like gore but she strangely tuned in with me, a random thought struck. She have dreads, athletic & stealthy and carries a katana. And I said "hmmm black women in a zombie apocalypse? interesting??" Which lead to this:

The Black Women's Guide when in a zombie apocalypse:

1. There are no RELAXERS & WEAVES in a ZA! Sorry ladies but your making sure your hair is  nice doesn't equal survival.  If your stylist happens to be the walking dead, sorry boo boo, she can't tighten up your lace front. Natural hair is the thing. twa, puffed fros, shaved heads and dreads are. You can't go fighting zombies, patting your new growth  and searching for a relaxer at the shabby use to be Korean hair store. If you do consider yourself bitten and one of the undead, with a nice head of hair.
* I will shoot you cold and throw a pack of Remy hair in your dismissal  as a "I told you so."

2. Referring to number  1, ummm no running water. No power, no water, can't wash that crap out.  Your concerned: is a bath * yeah  right* , food& medicine, if your lucky, finding a shelter, living people (VET THEM!!) and not run into those gross suckers on your merry path. But if your feeling pretty,deciding to slap the creamy crack  because "your kitchen is bb'd" finding a clear running stream to wash it out alone, Again, zombies do move like ninjas which goes into..

3.  You must be in shape. Lots of  running  and  maneuvering. If you  haven't exercised since high school, I suggest burpies and sprints. Remember slo mo running equals attack. Oh by the way, if you have made fun of those white girls that fallen a lot in horror movies. Think again, you gonna do the same thing too & get yo azz ate up.  That follows..

4. Know a DAMN weapon of choice!  In  the first season of TWD, I notice  the older bw didn't have a gun, knife, stick something but she can run tho! Running is fine but having protection is better. Goes back to #3, if you fall, you'll have a weapon to fight off, getting back into Flo Jo mode!!! I don't care if you weld a  hybrid-chain glock  with a pick axe on the end, USE IT! You're fighting zombies! When Grace Jones was in Conan the Destroyer, she had a 'stick' hahahha its called a staff. But she kicked ass with it. Hammer some nails, shard glass, an arrow on the staff. If you're too scared to use a gun or my preference a samurai sword, sais or katana, be useful in a group like cooking, cleaning, rounding up supplies, if not then considered yourself bitten and the walking dead.

5.  Finally, have sense enough to SURVIVE!! If you have lived in the hood, blackistan whatever hell hole, you've survived and living the awesome good life until this cluster fuckery of craziness happened *damn you virus!* those skills need to kick in FAST! As a country person, we are taught survival skills, so no biggie to us. Amazingly, when shit hits the fan, humans have a flight or fight response. So kick all the living dead ass you want or run away but still kick ass at  the same time.

Remember; natural hair is your friend, keep that heart rate up and pumping, choose a weapon of choice and survive! The rule of thumb for a Black Woman's Guide to Surviving a Zombie Apocalypse. Feel free to add anymore on the list!

Before

Voila! After

:)

FASHION FASHION, Please no busted up shoes!!

We all  love fashion and most of us are either hip, sophisticated, modern and up on current fashion. But one thing that I've notice is the athlete shoe and jeans for everyday..Blahhh boring!!! In my area and probably in your region too, jeans and shoes maybe a long tee shirt or blouse seems to be the all wrong for  me. IMO, I love feminine styles!  As a former tomboy, I hated to wear dresses my grandmother bought me and secretly I loved them. The constant whining and crying about wearing a dress  and getting made up to look  like girl kinda  made me cringe and loving it. I wanted  to hang out with the boys,  not worrying about trying to cross your legs, looking very sweet and pretty.

I'm 34 now and I love love love dresses and  skirts. I own  maybe two pairs of jeans. I ditched  all of my jeans because one: my body changed differently after having my son, two: seems that everyone is wearing jeans with any old thang and third: they don't  seem quite feminine to me. Feminine is the key because I am  female but wearing nothing but jeans and a t-shirt, you blended in with the normal crowd that wears them.
I like to stick out; meaning LOOK GOOD among the masses. I want heads to turn, people to stare (especially guys) and massive compliments.  If you have any family albums of your great grandmother, grandmother, aunts, and mother, look at the fashion of their era. And if you remember them talking about how much they struggled and what little money they had, look how feminine and beautiful they looked! They didn't walk around with their booty out, girls jiggling everywhere and hair going this way and that. They looked  like WOMEN!
Don't say: Because times have changed, whatever! Don't  give me that crock of boo boo to ease your empty statement  because the last time  I checked dresses wasn't outlaw and we're still women.

*To my wonderful cousin who lives in the Bay Area, told me that she can rock a long blouse and jeans, I'm still going to quantum leap to your house pretty soon for fashion tips* LOL.

Friggin  Sweet and doesn't hurt  my feet!

I  went shopping  today, I hit Dillard's for some nice red gorg pumps from Jessica Simpson * yes she's pretty dang affordable!*  for a wedding I'm attending in November. I  also applied and gotten a Dillard's department store card too. Can you say I jumped like a Price is Right contestant? My son was wondering "Why mommy excited?" Shiiett, I got a Dillard's card!! With a nice credit limit too, not shabby for a divorcee!

I'm wearing this while typing!!

Please get this! Make your lushy lipz go
BOOM!

Also I had to hit the M.A.C. counter for some lipstick. Trying on three colors,  I  picked Ruby Woo (a matte lipstick, red of course and Quite the Thing with a lip pencil.  I hated that I missed the Marilyn  Monroe collection because the makeup artist told me  they sold out in two hours. I spent 46.00 on 3 things. Not because I got a Dillard's card because I invest in quality makeup.  I do pay this amount when I hit the M.A.C. counter in 4-6 months. I like the products to last, give me a great look and the social impact of the M.A.C message.
I'm still debating on my dress. I've bought a 70's inspired, three toned dress   from my job and pondering on buying one from American Apparel. I have two skirts that I bought for eight dollars, high waisted pencil skirt ( I got that Mad Men 50-60's vibe going on) and a bandeau halter dress, very sexy!!!  My good ol teenager daughter suggest that I should purchase this:


http://store.americanapparel.net/rsa7309.html
But not in this color. She told me "Blood Orange" would be my best bet and the right color for me. Check out the beautiful model that is wearing it (I couldn't copy the pic, so I got this one.)  I hope it isn't extreme cold down in the Austin area but I know it's windy as hell!

I know I'm not going to "show up" the bride with either dress because this is her day. I will make the final decision soon but I'm not going to look ' like I came out the hollar or the briar patch." Plus, there's going to be some guys there, single too. I do dress  up on special occasions but also going out in public. I even look casual cute when I work in the afternoons; cleaning classrooms, mopping, dusting and throwing out trash at school. Why?  Because I can! I'm in the public eye and must remain professional looking. Just because I dump trash and clean commodes behind nasty ass kids, Monday thru  Friday doesn't mean I look like a custodian. I actually look like a student.  And  believe me when the kids see this puffy, beautiful afro, red lips and a nice smile walking down the hallway with my headphones on, they know it's Ms. Kiki. They are too mesmerized by my hair because it's different and I guess being in  school district with a large Hispanic population, I guess you tend to look for different. And it's nothing wrong with seeking different.

Anyhoo, I'm off to bed. But what I love about fall is the turning of the leaves and the fashion.You don't have to look busted up, hulled out, shop for cheap clothing at the store that sell hair weave and speakers only to wear them for 3 weeks, then falling apart in the washer. I have lost count to women, beautiful black women that shop so cheaply that I almost gave up hope. LOL. *Please dress according to your age, I cringe seeing 40+ women at the Body Shop, scavenging hoochie momma, club hopping clothing TARGETED for 20 somethings, Really??* :/  Pay attention to  what's in and what's not, also create and hone a look for YOURSELF and not copying. My style is more chameleon: channeling vintage, rock n roll, rockabilly, sophistication, classic cuts from different time eras. My personal favorites are Victorian (goth steampunk) and the 40's & early  50's. (killer evening dresses and red lipstick.)

 I have set up good websites to find great fashion either high end and low, my personal favs. Happy Hunting with your fall picks with beauty and clothing.

Love & Blessings!
K.

http://store.americanapparel.net/
http://www.spool72.com/
http://www.ideeli.com/welcome
http://www.modcloth.com/
http://www.trashydiva.com/
http://www.lulus.com/
http://www.forever21.com/Product/Main.aspx?br=f21-  they have some KICK ASS skinny jeans  for  $10.80. My daughter and I  have a pair.

WTF!! Jalapeno Flavor Cheetos and Polo Jeans DO NOT MIX.

My wet and windy Saturday evening at the store (sales associate on weekends remember?)  I was looking so vintage Mad Men style. I love  my chameleon styles but keep it flirty & feminine. Though  my 2 1/2 inch stilettos was killing me,  I  slipped on my Melisa flats and kept  on servicing customers until........

Cheetos arrived.

Why did I call  him Cheetos? Because he arrived very HIGH and smacking on Cheetos. Who in the world comes to a department store after smoking I guess 3-4 blunts back to back and decides to shop for jeans? Cheetos did.  Cheetos, a Hispanic male comes up to me for  my assistance:

Cheetos: Doyhahwhere the Poulo pants are?
Me: What?
Cheetos (sigh): Do youuu know where the Pouloo--( mumbling)--at?
Me (getting a bit uncomfortable): Ohhhh yes, umm SouthPole jeans?
Cheetos ( getting a bit tired of repeating) POLO pantttttsssss (stares into the distance.)
Me  (almost about to ask what wrong until I seen he was high and have to stiffen a laugh): POLO PANTS??  (Now going into annoying Valley Girl mode)  YYYYESSS WE DO!!! We have an ArrrAAAAAYYY of US Polo jeans, (now blinking my eyes uncontrollable,  getting louder and shrill) OVER THERE!

Now being the type of person that I am, I detest drunks and high people. Why? Because long ago, when there wasn't a name called "binge drinking" people use to get tore down,  follow me and ask me the dumbest questions, trying to start shit or get extremely sexual in a stupid way. When  I realize that I do not want be around these folks that where I slid on my "thinking cap".  Instead of being  bothered by them, in my goofy crazy and slightly sadistic way, I mess with them. If  you pass out around me,  you'll  get full blown makeup on ya,  take  pictures and  have all of your friends laugh at you.  If you're high, I will take your food, call  your name quietly in the wind like a ghost and make up the worst story involving you and some type of vegetable that I can think of. One time, when I was  married, the ex-husband's cousin passed out on my couch plenty of time due to being high and drunk at the same time. Plus he was snoring," What a loser "I said.  So I took a two day old loaf of Italian bread, waited for the right moment to open his mouth REALLY wide and BAM! I smashed that crap down his throat (he wasn't happy)!! Of course I wanted him to wake up because he was really annoying and like I said I cannot stand extremely  drunk, rude, obnoxious, disrespectful alcoholic & weed smoking people.

Back  to  Cheetos, he stood there for an hour looking at three pairs of Polo jeans, then FINALLY went to try them on. The damn fool let his empty bag in the dressing room! GRRRRR. I was telling the ladies  that this dude was high and please laugh at this stupid ass. Even some of  my customers realized this! After staring and trying on these jeans, he placed them on the counter, I ranged them up. I kept the same shrilly irritating voice to mess  with his high. Then he forgot his debit card! Really?  He came back with the debit card (I thought the rain and wind swept him away)  and charged 83.30. Then wanted to look for sock and shirts.  So he did while I laughed and laughed away. When he didn't find what he was looking for he left.   I  was so glad he was gone!

Moral of the story:  I  don't care if Julio, Juan, Peter or any guy that smokes weed for "recreational' purposes,  you need  to STAY away from them. What if Cheetos leaving the parking lot, ran over a customer? Caused an accident? or worse putting those in danger on the highway?  I don't care if this person did this for shits  and giggles, he's  still a DBR  and a moron. "But Keeshia,  people that smoke weed don't do  harmful stuff cuz they forget." Yeah, tell me that wishy washy lie.  What if you chose this person  to  be the love of your life?  And you guys had  a baby? He's SUPPPOSE  to care for  his child, while you're running a quick errand,  he gets high  and accidently drops the baby. Do you find that funny? or ready to murq him?  He can't keep a job? He wanders aimlessly to (the department store that rhymes with gels) to look for jeans, spending your last dime? He wants to get high all the time and forgets quality time with you?  Your friends stop hanging  out with you guys because he's too 'blowed" to have normal conversations?  What if the weed is not strong enough and goes on to other harder drugs?  You'll be the judge.
*Keep on, find yourself broke, confused, hurt and trying to support him with NA meetings*

We've tried the sticky once upon a time either peer pressure, college parties and with pot head friends that was bored. If you haven't you're not missing a damn thing!  GOOD FOR YOU!  I'm going to be real,  Cheetos is a very cute guy but being high, eating his crunchie munchies, crumbs all over his mouth, he looked like a total dumbass. He embarrassed himself in the most degrading way by walking in by himself looking for jeans, under the influence. Oh yeah, if my co-worker's cop husband would have sauntered into the store, he would have gotten POPPED!  The law is the law and that's the same as coming into a store drunk as a skunk. If Cheetos shows up next Saturday while working, returning those jeans because he spent too much  on them, actually sober   this time, I will  still give him the same shrilly irritating voice and treat him hap-hazardously decent and slightly evil because of his behavior in the store.  Remember, first impression are important and that sucker blowed--pun  intended them out the water. Not just the respect  as a customer but blowing his chances with any single women that might find him attractive. I wouldn't dare get this dork's number for shit.

That's why Vetting  is important. If you can't stand a weed head even if he's non-bm, RUN! Alcoholic,  RUN!  In this piece  from DDR: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Black-Women-With-Other-Brothers/180996238697983?ref=hl/.  She points out the WBD=White Boy Drunk.  You do not know how many  WBD's that I have ran into and dated in the past. Oh my gosh! Can you say "total nightmare!"  They  are scary in the  most odd way and should be NOT tolerated, EVER! Don't even laugh and think you can handle this one because, you'll  will loose your  mind!  And for those who find the Hispanic men sexy and loveable (yes they are!) who do these ill behaviors, LEAVE THEM ALONE!  If  Hector doesn't drink but smoke that "dank", very unacceptable. Yes, I'm  not  hip with the drug lingo but if you know that smell and he's bathe in cologne to disguise it, hiding the fact he's a pot head;  you better learn the art of ninja--fast! POOF!

Black women, we come from  all  different walks of life, styles, education and all. We are not monoliths,but when seeking a quality mate from the global village, we must VET to utter importance.  I can't stress that enough especially to my Southern beauties. Life maybe slow like molasses in  the South but WE need to speed up the process to WAKE UP! If you all  ready have, you know tha deal. Hispanic men are a growing population here in the South and many do love bw's. But you gotta VET them just as well.  Please PLEASE PLEASE do not find the ones that hangs out with black male friends of the DBR nature. Black and  Hispanic culture is very close in similarities and you will mixed up!  Know the culture very well and not "hood rat" shit in the black and hispanic communities they pass off as "normal!!!"   Do not be that woman who doesn't date a bm but desire a hm and see the same bs that's in a DBR bm.  You still getting the same crap! Difference is the skin tone but the same bs behavior you dealt in a DBR bm is the SAME with a DBR hm!!!!!  That goes the same with the wiggers too.

Last night I thought about a guy,  Hispanic man, that I had  a mad crush on since he came to our school years ago. Didn't speak a lick of English, he learned, graduated and went on to college. I helped him with a couple of English term papers and I decided to let my feelings out. He felt the same way. We dated but me being stupid at the time, single mother and my  daughter's father nowhere in site  (DBR wm) he helped me with buying pull ups and milk. I said "I'm working, going to school and  I can do this." he said  " Doesn't matter because I understand because of  my  mother was in the same situation with me and my sister." He didn't have to but he did because he seen me and my daughter in his future after graduating college. He even told  me to stick around  because HE was going to change  my life and  his for the better. But  my dumbass was stuck on stupid because of  his lack sexual skills  (facepalmed and slapped myself many of times.)  My parents liked him, especially my mother, she adored him (he also served as a pallbear at her funeral.) My father who is straight 'ignit' and still is, welcomed him into his house and respected him.  I  had the finally say so in naming his baby sister at the hospital. Me!  Now he's married  to a hw and have an  adorable baby girl, a  present on Father's Day. See? I let a great guy go just because of stupid reasons. And when  I did have a greater chance of living  in a nice home in the suburbs of Dallas/Ft. Worth, enjoying  a quality life for me and my daughter,  marrying a QLL man  that I've know all  my life that going to love and cherish me for the rest of  my life. I blew it! A quality man that I let go in the wind. I don't kick myself in the face now but accept it as a well-learned lesson. I still talk to him  every once in a while, he's such a  good friend. His wife  is one lucky woman to have him.  Ladies, read and take  this story to heart because I'm sharing a personal one  with you.
Leave that swag, bling bling,  Air Force Ones, Long white T, grill-out, ice cream paint job, YOLO bs dude alone!!!!  He's not your type and trust me he can't do nothing for you but give you "hard dick and bubble gum"  antics. KNOW YOUR WORTH!!!!

*I'm still working on the fashion blog, takes time to compose the information!!

Love & Blessings!!