Monday, March 5, 2012

Ball Players Only

Well we know I got a thing for rappers.
And lately I keep find myself saying ball players only. Not sure we talked about this before, but my thing is when I find myself diggin a gent, please let me nonchalantly check their swag when they can't see me lookin.
Hov said walk like a ball playa. that's what I'm sayin. So....i got this briliant idea.
Ball players that rap. Don't trip. Thas what I like.



On the Horror of Hip-Hop

Maybe I have a soft spot for Tech9 because they made a whole song about girls like me on "Biancas and Beatrices," but this song grabbed me last week and I had to share. I love a good crossover and so, watching a horror hip-hop video was a nice break from bling, bootie and cars, like we normally see. Plus, you know I can't get enough of crazy rappers. I was watching this vid thinking,
Scary Rappers....where can I find one?
I am finding myself strangely attracted to B.o.B after hearing his flow on this track. That boy could have me fucked in the head for a couple years maybe.

Wild Thang

Disheveled Prom Queen back after not writing for a while. I wish that I could say that I have been unable to write, due to being on an 8 day bender with my new beau, Dublin, and that he had me truly disheveled and my Up-do all messed up, but really, I was occupied with a new ism.
Work-aholic-ism. I just got busy, like not even in the bed kind of way. I been working.
Finally dialing back in to and right back onto the topic of drunken starlets.
We know I love me some Natalie Wood, but my netflix didn't have any Natalie, so I had to turn to Audrey to help satiate my craving for classic beauty.
A woman after my own heart. Here is Holly, looking a bit disheveled if i do say so myself. This is her, eating breakfast outside of the Tiffany window after grabbing a $50 from her suitor and then ditching him, saying she was going to the powder room and never coming back.
Can't knock da hustle. Go Holly.
Great movie. She is drinking bourbon through out. Hair of the dog style at points. I really get her.
And Miss Hepburn as Holly, whose fear of commitment worse than mine, says this most amazing thing to her ex when he tries to get her back.
"It's a mistake you made, trying to love a wild thing....You mustn't give your heart to a wild thing. The more you do, the stronger it gets, until it's strong enough to run into the woods, or fly into a tree, or then a higher tree and into the sky!"
Miss Holly Golightly is the original Disheveled Prom Queen! I pale in comparison.