I've really grown to adore the styling done for Nicki Minaj. At first we were stuck in Barbie central and couldn't find our pink convertible to get out, then we were trapped in crazy land with overly sexy photo shoots and butt shoots, butt shoots? really though? I'm glad to say we've found a successful middle ground. Showing sexy but classy, adventure, fashion forward, yet still extreme and edgy. Keeping in mind that she is a rapper, a woman and a business lady she emits next level. LOVEEEEEEE!
10.4.11
Hesitated before putting this up,
It's just a little more personal then my previous post.
Should a blog really go into detail about the author's life? Yes just a little background so here is a little snippet.
-Enjoy
Labels:
background,
birthday love,
exerpt from poem,
mom,
truth
4.4.11
I'm no savage
But I'm a beast at this game called life.
At least I thought I was
Until the tears streamed down and I mumbled,
"Where did I go wrong?"
Blasting, "Blame Game" like its the story of my life.
Replaying false events running ratchet in my brain
People name me to deteriorate my value
But my morals and goals stay the same
I was blinded with fear and misguided humbleness
Troubled, felt I worked better by myself
Someone help.
Peering around the corner I spy a spy
With one evil eye and one vault closed and under construction
Picking at every flaw and x raying my abilities for what they really are
Too deep?
Too mind controlling and real?
I'm sorry
I'll Pg13 it
I'm way past literate
But maybe I'm reading between the lines like it never should have been read
Miscalculating the laser beam I would be calculated with,
I went over
I did too much
Don't mind me
I'll self correct
Sometime soon.
Until then let me blast my music and ignore my tears, burning holes in my potential
Denying my dream from an ever current existence,
#thatisall
But I'm a beast at this game called life.
At least I thought I was
Until the tears streamed down and I mumbled,
"Where did I go wrong?"
Blasting, "Blame Game" like its the story of my life.
Replaying false events running ratchet in my brain
People name me to deteriorate my value
But my morals and goals stay the same
I was blinded with fear and misguided humbleness
Troubled, felt I worked better by myself
Someone help.
Peering around the corner I spy a spy
With one evil eye and one vault closed and under construction
Picking at every flaw and x raying my abilities for what they really are
Too deep?
Too mind controlling and real?
I'm sorry
I'll Pg13 it
I'm way past literate
But maybe I'm reading between the lines like it never should have been read
Miscalculating the laser beam I would be calculated with,
I went over
I did too much
Don't mind me
I'll self correct
Sometime soon.
Until then let me blast my music and ignore my tears, burning holes in my potential
Denying my dream from an ever current existence,
#thatisall
3.4.11
* Some old Urban Outfitters, Deena & Ozzy Wedges, felt like spicing them up so I would actually wear them more during the spring time =]
Labels:
birthday love,
college life,
hugs style,
recycle,
reuse,
shoes,
urban love
1.4.11
31.3.11
Get me started on Wiz.
PLEASE
Cameron Jibril Thomaz
I have been a Taylor for a minute now.
Ive been here for Prince of the City 1 and 2
and kept strong through Star Power, Flight School and rode through with Kush and Orange Juice with the new bandwagon of followers
Now, new Wiz fans you would not understand what I mean by the Old Wiz VS New Wiz but he fell into the stereotype of rappers reaching that oh so wanted famous status and changing, not for the better. I never knew Wiz would be one of those to fall off track, make a couple radio hits and become a corny mainstream music artist, but honestly since he already has walked away from his Wiz type* of music flow I wouldn't mind him burning and crashing then getting BACK UP, main stream same Wiz K I thought I knew but even better.
Honestly, I love and respect rap but we need more stable rap artist like Curren$y, Jay Z, Kanye West and Lil Wayne*
AMBER. AMBER. AMBER.
If anyone knows how to make their 15 minutes of fame last it's this chick right here.
Im not bashing anyone.If youre good at whatever you do, keep doing it.
...
hmmmm Maybe I'll speak more on this after her break up with Wiz
30.3.11
I've been waiting on pigs to fly, the moon to turn blue and my mom to finally move to a smaller house.
Apparently.
See the thing is,
I love making jewelry..
Well I love MAKING, CREATING a lot of things and when I envision something I might plan it out but not ALWAYS make it.
It's the procrastinating side of me.
BTW Follow @FYOI_Ty for me???
She's the most creative person I have met ever, she might as well make underwear.
JK!
I digress, seriously though, it takes me to realize someone has beat me out the starting gate to get started, hopefully this is the answer.
As seen on FashionBomb (.com) Aya is an eccentirc artistic jewelry designer. Her creations are affordable, handmade and a hint of something one of a kind in anything you wear.
I love this!!!
Inspiration
29.3.11
Saw this "Get him to the Greek" this weekend.
I don't mind that I'm late...
Very Funny story line, though
1. I've never heard of sniffing coke and running in Central Park
2. Diddy was himself (lol for so many reasons)
3. It actually had a story line and wasn't the regular new-age pot loving movie.
But actually when you combine your movie schedule for this movie..
Works out smoothly.
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