these are the stories of a tragically opinionated girl whose smart mouthed comments concerning music and lifestyle got her pushed in the dirt on Prom night and her hair messed up.
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.
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.
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.
While supposedly diligently researching Billie Holiday so that I may contribute to the topic of Black History Month, before it slips away, I have somehow strayed into letting myself be strangely haunted, much like when I was a daydreaming teen, by this Classic Beauty. I think it was all that talk earlier about Hollywood and popping bottles.
Ever heard of a Drag mother? Well, I wish for Natalie to be my drunk mother. We could drink bourbon together and she could train me in the ways of beauty and tangled love.
Looks like my quiet mood has been extinguished. Not talking for almost an hour. I thought I would burst. Finally posting this lovely photo right here. It has been a couple weeks now since this bottle was emptied., but i still felt the need to share.
Not even sure that I would be liking Bourbon when I made this investment. Turns out I liked it very much. A flirt by nature, never too available, this one had me hooked on its euphoric effects and coming back for more. Savoring its flavor and unique high, this bottle had me acting grown. Like I would take my time and keep it around for a while.
Commitment issues from years of disheveled relationships, this is the one Bulleit I could not dodge.
Whereas, this Disheveled Prom Queen would normally be comin out revved up to talk about dresses, with so much high fashion unveiled at the Oscars, This Dish Fairy is in a quiet mood today.
And so after flipping through as many shots of gowns that I could get my hands on, I can only humbly offer this photo. Because it has me, much like my mood today.
Speechless.
In a world of safely beautiful, well stitched, perfectly accessorized couture, this young woman,
Ellie Kemper has me not knowing what to think. So many amazing reds this year and I am thinking Who is this auburn lady?
Yeah,
You know This Prom Queen knows something about insanity.
Ever heard how the definition of insanity is to do the same thing over and over expecting a different result? Well, DPQ has her own personal version of that she can't seem to avoid.
Of course, it has to do with men.
You see, Tony's Old Girl got a thing for Rappers. We have already discussed it. And let me tell you. Choices I'm making for my own self got me going crazy, so I definitely don't need a man helping.
But every once in a while, I end up gettin a little caught.
And this is my latest. I'm saying goodbye to him before we say hello. Mos def.
Mmm hmm, this man Dublin has me trippin. Make me think about the old days somethin fierce.
See, before I found my niche as a shit talkin blogger, lookin for a fight, I used to play at this game called rap. My one true love.
I was the girl.
And as the girl, there would always be the boy in the cypha I'd be crushin on. Cuz his flows be the most. But let me tell you, these boys are all the same. Knowin what I know, you think would keep me from fallin for this boy right here. But I guess I just like it when a man be makin me go crazy. Serenading me with those Latin beats, how can I resist.
Love it how you sittin in the pocket Dublin. You strong country ass white dude. I'll be right by your side during that 8 day bender. And.
Dublin got a sensitive side too which is why I really keep him around. Fo sho He like my style and grace and I wanna see what he look like with his clothes off too. I already had a shotgun wedding with a rapper, so we can skip that act, but I'm hopin Dublin gonna give me that honeymoon I never had.
This one'll be different, you'll see.
