We Bought My Wedding Dress!

 

Here it is above.  I’m sure I’ll look much hotter than the model they used though lol. 

Attack of the Dirty Old Men

 

I happen to live in a area that has ALOT of ederly people.  There are a few of us young folks sprinkled throughout but you’d be hard pressed to find us.  A girlfried of mine happened to be in town today for a promotional tour she is doing.  When we met up we got to talking about all the old ass dudes that love to look at young women.  It’s borderline sickening.  Seriously, I can’t get out of my car without some old dude being all up in my face-even when the fiance is with me.  So, on our way to lunch my friend and I walk over to a local eatery.  As soon as we step outside some 80 year old guy drives by, slows down, puts down his window and goes ” looking very good ladies.  Very sexy”. Then drives off.  Mind you I was dressed in a preppy polo shirt (collar up of course lol) and jeans while my friend word black slacks and a black blouse.  My friend was like “wtf was that all about with his old ass?”  I told her it happens to me all the time and I just try to ignore it.

On the way home the fiance called to say he was craving cupcakes and could I stop by the store to pick some up.  Being the sweet woman that I am I obliged his sweet tooth.  I pulled into the store parking lot, got out of my car and proceeded to pass a couple of construction guys.  They all stared as I walked past them into the store.  I get in, find the damn cupcakes, pay for them and walk out.  On the way to my car I pass the same construction guys when this old ass decrepit one says ” I wonder if I fall in this hole if she would help me out?  Shit I’d jump into this hole if sweet sexy thing right here would get me out”.  He had to be in his 70’s!!!  I just hurried to my car and tried my hardest not to say something sarcastic back.

Why do some old/elderly men think younger women would be receptive to this kind of behavior?  Sorry, but I don’t get moist thinking about old ass wrinkly saggy balls and pot bellys.  It just does nothing for me.   How would they feel if their daughter’s came home and told them it happend to them too often? 

I blame Hugh Hefner!

I think I gotta get out of this town.

Has this ever happend to you?  Does it happen often?  How do you react to it?

Till next time…

 

 

 

I’m Gonna Spank You In Front of All These People!

 

 

Yesterday I had an appointment at a women’s clinic for my yearly pap smear.  They seemed to be behind schedule which had me sitting in the waiting room for about 30 minutes.   While sitting there this lady comes through the front door with her daughter.  The woman looked like she was in her early 20’s and her daughter was no older that two.  She checked in with the front desk and found a seat facing me.  Her daughter kept complaining that it was cold and she wanted to leave.  The mother ignored her.  Suddenly, the little girl kicks off her shoes, jumps to the floor and screams “I said I wanna goooooo!” while pulling her mother’s purse off the chair.  Her mother jumped up, grabbed the shit out of her arm and says ” Lil’ girl I’m gonna spank you in front of all these people.  Now stop it!”  That little tyke would not back down.  She stared into her mother’s eyes something fierce and did a serious neck roll like “I know she ain’t talking to me”.  So, sure enough her mother pulls her by the arm out the front door and out of sight.  The next thing I heard was spank spank spank.  Then loud crying.  Two minutes later the little girl comes in sucking her thumb with a look of defeat on her face.  Her mother tells her to sit down and she runs to find a seat. 

I couldn’t help but to laugh inside.  Not only because the mother had to show her daughter who was in charge but, because we were sitting inside of Planned Parenthood.  The look on the mother’s face and her actions sure didn’t suggest that her daughter was planned.  I don’t have any children so I don’t know if what she did would be considered child abuse or just “too dang tired to deal with a two year olds shit today” lol.

Did you get hit as a child?  Were you planned?

Till next time…

I’ve Been Tagged

 

I was recently tagged by A Taste of fresh Banana Puddin  Diary of a Diva  and I’m Not Really A Diva .  I guess I’m supposed to list 6 things about myself that no one really knows, so here goes:

1. I’m a finger sucker.  I know I know it’s like a childs habit.  I have tried many times over the past 27 years to kick this habit.  It has a very strong hold on me.  I tend to only do it when I’m about to go to bed.  I would have never mentioned this but One Man’s Opinion made me feel not so ashamed about it.  He does it too.  Thanks for bringing me out of hiding sweetie

2.  I hate white creamy stuff like mayo and ranch dressing.  I just can’t get down with that stuff.  Just the look of it will make me not want to eat.

3.  I’ve had a sugar daddy.  A few actually.  They didn’t start off this way but when I lived in New York I kept meeting men that wanted to buy me things and take care of me.  I was making TONS of money as Director of Marketing for a private practice.  A few of them explained that they loved that I was independent and didn’t ask them for shit, so in turn it made them want to give me things to prove that they could provide for me just as much as I could for myself.

4. I am a finance fanatic.  I love reading anything to do with personal finance and economics.  My favorite site right now is WiseBread .

5. In 2006 I almost died.  I had a ectopic pregnancy that ruptured and caused internal bleeding.  I was rushed to the hospital for an emergency operation.  I remember laying on the table and the doctor saying I had a 50/50 chance of surviving.  When I awoke at 10:20am the next morning I thanked my lucky stars that I was alive.  Though my right fallopian tube ruptured they were able to save it.  It no longer functions but I’m glad they didn’t have to remove it.

6.  I miss “young”.  My fiance is twice my age.  I love him very much but sometimes I miss being with someone around my own age.  When I see 20something couples together I get kind of sad.  I feel like I’m missing out on life lessons that I’m supposed to be learning.  We get stares all the time.  I tried not to let it bother me at first but it begins to wear on me after awhile.

Well those are my 6 things.  Now I’m tagging Chelsea Talks Smack Countdown 2 twenty4 Surviving Myself  Kiera  Afrobella and Melissa Morris .

Off To New York!

 

Hi my little dumplings.  Well I’m off to New York tomorrow to see my family.  It’s been almost a year since I’ve been there last, so I’m very excited.  I’m putting off blogging for my entire trip.  I just want to soak in my family, friends and the New York vibe.  I’ll blab all about my trip when I get back in a week.  Take care of yourselves!

Till next time…

What Is Your Line of Work?

 

Since I started this blog I’ve had many people ask me what it is that I do for a living.  I launched an import/export company a while ago.  This idea had been bouncing around in my head since I was 13.  I have always been a lover of African art.  There used to be a black art gallery in the city I grew up in.  I was in there a minimum of three times a week.  I started collecting black art at 15 (when i got my first job).  Though I loved my collection nothing I had was original.  It was the same lithiographs I would find in similar galleries all across the city. 

A trip to South Africa changed my life and started me on my way to entrepreneurship.  I was strolling  through a craft market one day admiring amazing original paintings from local artists. These artists were literally sitting on tree stumps painting.  None of the artists I spoke with had any formal training.  It was a natural talent for them.   I started picking out a few that I wanted to take back with me to the states.  Suddenly I thought “Why not import these original paintings to the US and Canada, market and sell them?!  This is like nothing the U.S. has ever seen.” 

When I got back to the states I immediately put that thought into action.  I toured several store fronts,  had the artists ship over inventory and had business cards and postcards made.  I always thought I wanted to own a black art gallery like the others.  Then it dawned on me that I really like my freedom and I didn’t want the overhead of a store and employees.  Instead I became a wholesaler.  Many people/galleries cannot afford to take trips to Africa to discover amazing artists, and I became that link.  There is such a demand for original black art that was not being met in the U.S. and Canada.  I am more that happy to fill that void.

When I had over 200 original paintings I pounded the pavement hard!  I googled and visited every contemporary art gallery from L.A. to San Diego.  I registered for art fairs all over the country to display the work.  I put alot of my merchandise on Amazon.com and had a friend set up an online business card for me www.africanlifeart.com  I also opened my online store at etsy www.nourishyou23.etsy.com 

I’ve gotten alot of online traffic so far but personally visiting galleries and stores has been the real money maker for me.  Every situation became an opportunity to sell my merchandise.  The fiance and I eat out alot and whenever we see a blank wall at a restaurant we think “oh, a painting would look great there”! 

Being a business owner in my line of work is very rewarding.  This has been my dream for many years and I’m so excited about living it.

What is your line of work?  Are you pursuing your passion? Do you have a website that I can profile for you?

Till next time…

 

 

 

 

You’ll Never Lose Women Chasing Money

 

The fiance and I were watching I Think I Love My Wife last night.  We love that movie.  It really is a crack up.  There is a scene in the movie where Chris Rock is being reprimanded by his boss for missing a meeting.  He missed this important meeting for some chick who seemed hell bent on having an affair with him.  While his boss verbally rips him a new asshole he says ” you can lose alot of money chasing women, but you’ll never lose women chasing money“.  All of a sudden my fiance is like  “uh huh that’s right”.  I quickly gave him the side eye and pinched him hard.  Then I promptly informed him that if I found out he had cheated I’d drop his ass in a hot second and keep it moving.

The interesting thing is he’s kind of right.  I know TONS of women who stay in shitty relationships because they are materially tied to it.  They could have emotionally check out long ago, but as long as that man is providing material goods they stay. 

My best friend Drae and I talked about this topic this morning.  He uses Jay-Z and Beyonce as an example.  We know she’s worth a couple million but she’s nowhere near Jay-Z’s wealth.  She probably feels like her man better have twice what she has or it’s a no go lol.  We all know she would not be with him if he was some regular dude trying to make it.  But to each his own I guess.

Does money/material generosity play a role in your relationships?  Does it make a person more attractive to you?

Till next time…

 

I Love A Man With Tattoos

 

 

There is just something so sexy about a man with tattoos. Oh, and don’t let him be on a motorcycle too.  It tends to bring out the bad girl/freak in me.  If you met me you would never think that was the case.  I truly am a black preppy chic that is moderately conservative.  No McCain doesn’t have my vote lol.

Whenever I see a man with multiple tattoos I just have to stop and stare for a minute.  OMG and it becomes a waterfall in my panties if he’s covered in them.  Like from the neck down type shit.  The fiance has 6 and I keep begging him to get more.  Thoses days are done for him though. 

What turns you on physically?

Till next time…

Having A Mentor Rocks!

 

I am feeling renewed.  I feel like I’ve gotten a second wind.  I just had a great conversation online with my mentor who is back in New York.  Whenever I feel like I can’t think of anything else creative to do with my business he always has great ideas.  Then my mind starts racing and I start thinking up some brilliant shit.  I’ve just made a lengthy list of new ideas and marketing plans that my brain would not have comprehended yesterday.  Man, I love having him in my life.  He also markets his business online and he’s just so generous with information.  It doesn’t hurt that we are not in the same field so there is no competition.

Having a mentor is pretty new to me.  I am one of those people who needs to take on a whole project out of fear that if I delegate tasks someone else will mess it up.  I’m a control freak like that I guess.  When it comes to business I take other people’s ideas into consideration but I always feel like I’m right lol.  Having a mentor has changed all of that and I am so greatful for it.

Do you have a mentor?  What have you learned from them so far?

Till next time…

Childhood House Not A Home Anymore

 

About an hour ago I had a yahoo IM conversation with my sister.  I’d been planning to fly to my mom’s house in New York in the next two weeks.  I’ve been trying to find the best flight that will work with my family’s schedule.  The best idea would be for them to FedEx my old keys so I could get into the house while they were at work.  Thus this conversation:

Sister: are u still coming to NY?
Me: thats the plan
Me: ummm
Me: can you fedex me my old keys?
Sister: but its not definite
Sister: Can’t. David has them
Me: the only flights are either when you guys are at work or really late at night.
Me: Why does David have them?
Sister: Because he has been coming here often. What’s ur prob. u don’t live here
Me: fuck it forget it
Me: I’m not coming
Sister: ok
Sister: u still going on the cruise?
Me: it’s paid for
Me: The problem is I would need my old keys anyway if i was there for a week
Me: but whatever. Guess I’ll see mom in August
Sister: whatever

Maybe this situation seems like no big deal when you read it but it does for me.  It hit an emotional cord in me that says “you no longer have a home in New York”.  I always felt that for whatever reason wherever my mom is I have a home there.  This conversation took that feeling away from me.  To be honest, I feel like I don’t have a home at all.  I used to but ever since I moved in with the fiance 5 months ago I feel like a guest.  We’ve had our fair share of arguements and if we don’t work out I’d have to move out.  I gave up the home I built for myself in L.A. to move 2.5 hours away for him.  I really do feel like a guest in his house and it sucks.  But there is really nothing I can do about that. 

So yeah her words hit a nerve.  Like I can never go back there and feel the comforts of home again.  This blows ass balls man.  I don’t even want to go to New York now. 

Whatever…