NEw yor stories part 3 ...prom dresses , Tour dates Brooklyyyn and Cupcakes...
So as i get in to NYC I had a few days spare...hilarity... ok cos you can get into "anything" in NYC! and "anything" i did! Indeed...
so i decided that i was gonna go watch a movie..BLADES OF GLORY..my mate Mel from london was also in town so she hit me and came along...
okay as we're strolling through looking for shoes and stuff..(read the krispy kreme's concession! i swear down there was one...) we happen upon
the GREATEST punishment i believe that American parents can inflict upon their kids...(that the kids actually wanna wear em is confusing to me also...)
A big ass section of (*ahem ahem - drum roll...*) PROM DRESSES!!!!
and you know..i had to try one on!!! for you guys - of course! lol im lying - shit I did it for my own amusement...yes i did...it was too tempting...
I know mel was like wtf? is she serious?!?
Yes my people - apart from just being hideous, i mean, made from polyester, viscose, net, sequins and other things..they had em in luminous colours too...GREEN, YELLOW, BLUE, ORANGE (i kid you not! - who'd wanna look like a o'nge soda??!? i'm sorry in their right mind....)
now i didnt have the guts to wear aaaalll of them
But here is what i did manage to put on and string around my neck...
Pure fun!!
GLORIOUS!
Mel's face is like what the hell am i doing?
lol...
I HAD TO DO IT...
yeah too much time on my hands..
I spent the next day in Brooklyyyn (thats how the train driver kept saying it - pure mirth...also my first time back oon a trian in like 5 years in NYC) with some british japanese and american mates getting lost upon arrival...
I got on a train in NY (as per my mate's instructions...) got out @ jay st and looked around me like where in the shits am i?
tried to hail a cab...cos i was l=told just get a gypsy cab...stick your hand out one will come...i did and a bus came towards me..i remembered that i was on the wrong side of the street..and in a bus lane!! quickly jumpin out of the way....i headed towards the nearest main road and
I called my mate joe who came and got me... thanks jesus he was in the area..
so we went out to dinner..it was warm...but got cold quick..anywhere here we all are...
...acting like the sun's in the sky and we're warm...mmmm :-)!
Next day..i went to my mate DJ cipha sound's bday w my brothers from the T.dot Kardinal, Mayday and Mr Morgan...twas fun...also in attendance was Daytona (rapper/cipha sounds artist - very dope!), Trey Songz and Serius Jones
More pics...
I went to consequences album release party: w a few folk...(super G.O.OD producer) Devo Springsteen, my friend who rescued me Joe Romulus (romulus management) and my NY homie...miss shameeka (no grind no shine!!!)
Got told i look like i train by a guy who could generally pick me up with his pinky! yes he was gorgeous but huge...i'm not an eeeediot! as much as my spidey senses were like holla at him...i was like no he'd prob break me in half...let it ride! (no pun intended!)
And so onto the next show...
Which i touched on briefly in part 2...nothing to complain about here keep it moving..tho i was a lil sad..it was my first NY show and i did it without my DJ Smasherelly
He understands the game so no hard feelings, but its one landmark i wasnt able to enjoy with him..being he's worked w me for (scratch the for) EVER it was kinda like batman and robin with out one of em being present...
so onto philly...
ok so men in philly cannot dance: Explain:
Well I drag a guy on stage to dance w me during "Come Over" which is a lil reggae song...no: 1
starts swinging my hand...
till i call him out "ladies is this how they do it out in philly"
they laughed... so he tried to dance behind me...
I was confused about his whole movement...2 steps in my timbos!!! terrible..
then:
No 2: was dancing @ my knees...scrubsing up my skirt...
(sighs....)
No 3: was john - we had a nice lil 2 step going on..was fun..
No 4: ok he started whinin in that TYPICAL dancer whine...just his hips but once again @ my knees...on the side....ok
now...
ya see...
I just don't know what to say..
but shit the people were entertained..i brushed em all...except john of course he was the best of em...
the worst thing about them was...THEY WERE ALLLL SOOOOOO CUTE!
(Siiiiiigh....) What is the word coming to when cute boys can't dance...? hmh? What? i ask...what will become of us?? lol....
Part 4...
acapella in bmore...
so i decided that i was gonna go watch a movie..BLADES OF GLORY..my mate Mel from london was also in town so she hit me and came along...
okay as we're strolling through looking for shoes and stuff..(read the krispy kreme's concession! i swear down there was one...) we happen upon
the GREATEST punishment i believe that American parents can inflict upon their kids...(that the kids actually wanna wear em is confusing to me also...)
A big ass section of (*ahem ahem - drum roll...*) PROM DRESSES!!!!
and you know..i had to try one on!!! for you guys - of course! lol im lying - shit I did it for my own amusement...yes i did...it was too tempting...
I know mel was like wtf? is she serious?!?
Yes my people - apart from just being hideous, i mean, made from polyester, viscose, net, sequins and other things..they had em in luminous colours too...GREEN, YELLOW, BLUE, ORANGE (i kid you not! - who'd wanna look like a o'nge soda??!? i'm sorry in their right mind....)
now i didnt have the guts to wear aaaalll of them
But here is what i did manage to put on and string around my neck...
Pure fun!!
GLORIOUS!
Mel's face is like what the hell am i doing?
lol...
I HAD TO DO IT...
yeah too much time on my hands..
I spent the next day in Brooklyyyn (thats how the train driver kept saying it - pure mirth...also my first time back oon a trian in like 5 years in NYC) with some british japanese and american mates getting lost upon arrival...
I got on a train in NY (as per my mate's instructions...) got out @ jay st and looked around me like where in the shits am i?
tried to hail a cab...cos i was l=told just get a gypsy cab...stick your hand out one will come...i did and a bus came towards me..i remembered that i was on the wrong side of the street..and in a bus lane!! quickly jumpin out of the way....i headed towards the nearest main road and
I called my mate joe who came and got me... thanks jesus he was in the area..
so we went out to dinner..it was warm...but got cold quick..anywhere here we all are...
...acting like the sun's in the sky and we're warm...mmmm :-)!
Next day..i went to my mate DJ cipha sound's bday w my brothers from the T.dot Kardinal, Mayday and Mr Morgan...twas fun...also in attendance was Daytona (rapper/cipha sounds artist - very dope!), Trey Songz and Serius Jones
More pics...
I went to consequences album release party: w a few folk...(super G.O.OD producer) Devo Springsteen, my friend who rescued me Joe Romulus (romulus management) and my NY homie...miss shameeka (no grind no shine!!!)
Got told i look like i train by a guy who could generally pick me up with his pinky! yes he was gorgeous but huge...i'm not an eeeediot! as much as my spidey senses were like holla at him...i was like no he'd prob break me in half...let it ride! (no pun intended!)
And so onto the next show...
Which i touched on briefly in part 2...nothing to complain about here keep it moving..tho i was a lil sad..it was my first NY show and i did it without my DJ Smasherelly
He understands the game so no hard feelings, but its one landmark i wasnt able to enjoy with him..being he's worked w me for (scratch the for) EVER it was kinda like batman and robin with out one of em being present...
so onto philly...
ok so men in philly cannot dance: Explain:
Well I drag a guy on stage to dance w me during "Come Over" which is a lil reggae song...no: 1
starts swinging my hand...
till i call him out "ladies is this how they do it out in philly"
they laughed... so he tried to dance behind me...
I was confused about his whole movement...2 steps in my timbos!!! terrible..
then:
No 2: was dancing @ my knees...scrubsing up my skirt...
(sighs....)
No 3: was john - we had a nice lil 2 step going on..was fun..
No 4: ok he started whinin in that TYPICAL dancer whine...just his hips but once again @ my knees...on the side....ok
now...
ya see...
I just don't know what to say..
but shit the people were entertained..i brushed em all...except john of course he was the best of em...
the worst thing about them was...THEY WERE ALLLL SOOOOOO CUTE!
(Siiiiiigh....) What is the word coming to when cute boys can't dance...? hmh? What? i ask...what will become of us?? lol....
Part 4...
acapella in bmore...
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Wednesday, May 09, 2007
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