i know, i know. i'm never around. for some reason, i have a life now? i've been working non-stop, finals are finally over, mike and i are doing good as an us, the fibromyalgia is at a point where i may be put on medication, and graduation is in four days. when things start to settle down, i'll officially be back in business..
Showing posts with label adidas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label adidas. Show all posts
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Friday, April 3, 2009
#421
adidas meeting on wednesday. new jacks' introduction, new training teams, and i cut ass on danny's hair. amusing. i'm definitely getting more hours, and that's always a plus.
i took the bus with mommy this morning. she had me dying laughing on the street alone. her ass went flying down the block, running for a bus--that wasn't in service. i just had to sit there and laugh. of course, her being my mother, she had something slick to say.
bianca and ciara. when i say ride of ries, these bitches are my prime examples. friends for damn near sixteen years, when we wore those hideous burgundy uniforms at ebenezer elementary. we go back to the days before i was wearing palazzo jumpsuits with floral prints and denim vests to all the birthday parties. we definitely got into it tonight, but as all friendships should, we got past it. i rarely see these girls, but i have no idea what i'd do if i didn't have them in my life. we're all pretty busy [i think i'm the busiest], but girls night twice a month should do us well for another sixteen years.
so i have a boyfriend. the first serious boyfriend since robbie's faggot ass. michael. now people are definitely wondering where the fuck he came from, but believe it or not, he's definitely been around for a while. mid-october, maybe? right after naquan. he was definitely the under-dog in my cluster. after naquan, sidney came and left, and mike's still going strong. another one passed through, and that was short-lived because of mike--of course, he didn't know he shut that down. so yea, michael; we'll see how things go. i'm getting a good feeling about this one. we celebrated his brithday last night. calamari and drinks at that little mexican lounge on livingston street, followed by watching i love you, man, tipsy as shit. we tried this caribbean banana split type dish: platanos, ice cream, rice pudding, chocolate syrup, and nuts. somewhat nasty, somewhat not--all depending on what part you're eating it from. but it was fun. our first birthday together. we're cute. before my meeting at wednesday, he bought us red velvet cake and we cuddled on the couch and watched cartoons. i swear, i couldn't be happier.
another shot from the shoot with slinky:
i'm shooting with my wifey, nakeya, this weekend for her birthday exhibit--the dope girl project . i love this girl and her work is absolutely amazing. i'm excited, and i miss her so much.
spring break next week! girls gone wild? highly unlikely. i'm spending some time with mike, of course, but i'm mostly working. i changed my availability for that week. i definitely need that break from school. senioritis has definitely kicked in. i barely go to my physics class, and trig is the most confusing piece of shit in the world. i took my senior pictures, due to another arrangement with my mother: since i'm not going to graduation, i have to do the sitting. thornton studios did them; they did my high school pictures, too. i like their work, so i did it.
i'm starving. i have so much to do. i need to go to sleep, but i'm too busy watching CSI. i need to pick up the disc with the pictured from the marl garrison shoot, followed by tons of EcoEnvy shit. isn't it great to be me?
i took the bus with mommy this morning. she had me dying laughing on the street alone. her ass went flying down the block, running for a bus--that wasn't in service. i just had to sit there and laugh. of course, her being my mother, she had something slick to say.
bianca and ciara. when i say ride of ries, these bitches are my prime examples. friends for damn near sixteen years, when we wore those hideous burgundy uniforms at ebenezer elementary. we go back to the days before i was wearing palazzo jumpsuits with floral prints and denim vests to all the birthday parties. we definitely got into it tonight, but as all friendships should, we got past it. i rarely see these girls, but i have no idea what i'd do if i didn't have them in my life. we're all pretty busy [i think i'm the busiest], but girls night twice a month should do us well for another sixteen years.
so i have a boyfriend. the first serious boyfriend since robbie's faggot ass. michael. now people are definitely wondering where the fuck he came from, but believe it or not, he's definitely been around for a while. mid-october, maybe? right after naquan. he was definitely the under-dog in my cluster. after naquan, sidney came and left, and mike's still going strong. another one passed through, and that was short-lived because of mike--of course, he didn't know he shut that down. so yea, michael; we'll see how things go. i'm getting a good feeling about this one. we celebrated his brithday last night. calamari and drinks at that little mexican lounge on livingston street, followed by watching i love you, man, tipsy as shit. we tried this caribbean banana split type dish: platanos, ice cream, rice pudding, chocolate syrup, and nuts. somewhat nasty, somewhat not--all depending on what part you're eating it from. but it was fun. our first birthday together. we're cute. before my meeting at wednesday, he bought us red velvet cake and we cuddled on the couch and watched cartoons. i swear, i couldn't be happier.another shot from the shoot with slinky:
i'm shooting with my wifey, nakeya, this weekend for her birthday exhibit--the dope girl project . i love this girl and her work is absolutely amazing. i'm excited, and i miss her so much.
spring break next week! girls gone wild? highly unlikely. i'm spending some time with mike, of course, but i'm mostly working. i changed my availability for that week. i definitely need that break from school. senioritis has definitely kicked in. i barely go to my physics class, and trig is the most confusing piece of shit in the world. i took my senior pictures, due to another arrangement with my mother: since i'm not going to graduation, i have to do the sitting. thornton studios did them; they did my high school pictures, too. i like their work, so i did it.
i'm starving. i have so much to do. i need to go to sleep, but i'm too busy watching CSI. i need to pick up the disc with the pictured from the marl garrison shoot, followed by tons of EcoEnvy shit. isn't it great to be me?
Friday, January 30, 2009
#309
the first full week of school is officially over. i love professor pritchett for my fashion buying and textile classes. she's from brooklyn, a fashion industries alum, and she's so hood. physics is hell. they're considering this a science course for non-science majors. he definitely sounds like the guy in the wheelchair from family guy, and it's the hardest thing in the world to concentrate in that class when i can only think of stewie. college algebra and trigonometry is hell. dr. hill. he's this southern gentleman type and always quotes songs. in last night's class, he quote, "i get by with a little help frmo my friends" and "the beat goes on." on top of that, i have to take the cpe and the computer literacy exam in order to graduate, which is in may. i just hope to get through this semester on a wing and a prayer; but wings break and prayers go unanswered, so then what?
birthday in less than a week. four days to be exact. i want these too:
a good pair of fetish shoes. these specifically . .
so i watched last night's episode of america's best dance crew online this morning. i'm happy team millennia got the boot. fly khicks needs to follow. and so does ringmasters. so what if they're from brooklyn. i just can't take watching their routines. i was disappointed with dynamic edition this week, and surprisingly, strikers all-stars didn't amaze me the way i expected to be. beat freaks and quest crew definitely did it for me.
bad news. no itouch. just spoke to mommy, and she told me she wants to get it, but we definitely don't have the money. i haven't cried since the last time i posted i did, but i am now. not because i'm not getting it, because the first time she told me no, i accepted it and moved on, but because she was so sad when she told me. i haven't worked in two weeks, so who knows if i'm even going out next weekend. i'm starting to regret getting that dress made. this is exactly why i didn't want to do a damn thing for my birthday. some shit always gets fucked up . .
birthday in less than a week. four days to be exact. i want these too:
the coralines =]
for my new itouch [mommy said she's getting it for me]
hello kitty for mac. i want it all!
a good pair of fetish shoes. these specifically . .so i watched last night's episode of america's best dance crew online this morning. i'm happy team millennia got the boot. fly khicks needs to follow. and so does ringmasters. so what if they're from brooklyn. i just can't take watching their routines. i was disappointed with dynamic edition this week, and surprisingly, strikers all-stars didn't amaze me the way i expected to be. beat freaks and quest crew definitely did it for me.
bad news. no itouch. just spoke to mommy, and she told me she wants to get it, but we definitely don't have the money. i haven't cried since the last time i posted i did, but i am now. not because i'm not getting it, because the first time she told me no, i accepted it and moved on, but because she was so sad when she told me. i haven't worked in two weeks, so who knows if i'm even going out next weekend. i'm starting to regret getting that dress made. this is exactly why i didn't want to do a damn thing for my birthday. some shit always gets fucked up . .
Monday, January 19, 2009
#273
hAPPY biRfdAY martin luther king jr. today will be spent doing absolutely nothing. birthdays are meant to relax--even if it's not my own. eating, watching every show i can find online, talking to sidney when he has a break, drawing, eating some more maybe?
last friday, shanice had the little munchkin! andre avery spaulding jr.
daddy might be going back to barbados. i'm a bit depressed. there aren't many influential men in my life. it's always been my godfather, daddy, the boyfriend, and the best friend. poppy died when i turned nineteen and travis and i are kinda shakey. when daddy goes, sid's left. i just have a lot to deal with, i guess.
boogie finally hit the jackpot with the adi shoots and ladders. an epic moment in wooster history.
sid and i finally went on our first date. it was so cute the way it happened. when he first asked me out, he said he was taking me to soy, then we'd go to the bakery around the corner for red velvet cupcakes. so monday night, i met him at the studio and while we were walking to the train and he asked if i was hungry and wanted to go to soy. we ate, drank, and got the mean case of the itis. then he looks up at me and asks if i want red velvet cake. i swear i couldn't stop smiling. i blushed like crazy. the bakery was closed, but our first date was amazing. it's funny how obsessed i was with finding something to wear, and i ended up wearing an oversized american apparel tee, chucks, my hair was in a bun, and i had on no make-up. but none the less, he thinks i'm g o r g e o u s . . .
last friday, shanice had the little munchkin! andre avery spaulding jr.
daddy might be going back to barbados. i'm a bit depressed. there aren't many influential men in my life. it's always been my godfather, daddy, the boyfriend, and the best friend. poppy died when i turned nineteen and travis and i are kinda shakey. when daddy goes, sid's left. i just have a lot to deal with, i guess.
boogie finally hit the jackpot with the adi shoots and ladders. an epic moment in wooster history.
sid and i finally went on our first date. it was so cute the way it happened. when he first asked me out, he said he was taking me to soy, then we'd go to the bakery around the corner for red velvet cupcakes. so monday night, i met him at the studio and while we were walking to the train and he asked if i was hungry and wanted to go to soy. we ate, drank, and got the mean case of the itis. then he looks up at me and asks if i want red velvet cake. i swear i couldn't stop smiling. i blushed like crazy. the bakery was closed, but our first date was amazing. it's funny how obsessed i was with finding something to wear, and i ended up wearing an oversized american apparel tee, chucks, my hair was in a bun, and i had on no make-up. but none the less, he thinks i'm g o r g e o u s . . .
Monday, January 12, 2009
#262
as much as i hate adidas, i love when the new quarter starts. here's q1 females look book:
and then the grandaddy of them all. jeremy scott is a genius. they're definitely a men's shoe for $200, which eats away 66% of my allotment. hmm, can we say happy birthday to me?
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
#242
so 2008 has definitely been an interesting year. a lot of people have come in and out of my life. to the select few being mentioned in the post, thank you for being you. good or bad, here they are:
naica. we go thru the motions, but i love you all the same.
jamila. it's about to hit a year since we met. i heart you. you're an amazing girl, and you know that.
cory b. i love you! you're such a fucking star. who the hell would've thought working at adidas would lead to us being biffs.
music. i told you i wouldn't be bitter, and i'm not. i'm content with the way things ended up, and i wouldn't have it any other way.
kay. i still want to kill you.
naica. we go thru the motions, but i love you all the same.
dominique. you'll always be my little sister.
el. the roller coaster that is our friendship; it is what it is, and we've accepted it. my shopping buddy and fellow shit talker, because costa rica is definitely next to haiti.
christina. you're an amzing person and our friendship means the world to me.
robbie. the heart break king. for every lie you've told and every promise you've broken, thank you for subliminally showing me i need to be more careful with my heart. i swear, the only good you have in you is that little boy. honestly, i hope zion turns out to be nothing like you.
jamila. it's about to hit a year since we met. i heart you. you're an amazing girl, and you know that.cory b. i love you! you're such a fucking star. who the hell would've thought working at adidas would lead to us being biffs.
music. i told you i wouldn't be bitter, and i'm not. i'm content with the way things ended up, and i wouldn't have it any other way.
kay. i still want to kill you.shanice. one of my dearest friends. you're proof that friendships can last after high school.
mikey. jack and karen for ever!
sarah. if i get another one of your apologies, i definitely wouldn't be surprised. if this lasts another five or six months, you've broken your record.
naquan. there's literally no need to say anything more about you, since you've been in damn near every post since we've started dating. you mean so much to me, and i want nothing more than for things to get better between us.
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the last post of the year. happy 2009!
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
#240
i'm at a shoot in staten island, and they're doing a change, so i'm takinng this time to spill out some random thoughts . . .
tattoo for '09. definitely. for my birthday? during the summer with carlene? drag naquan along some other time? who knows, who cares; it's just happening.
surprisingly, i got called in for my on call yesterday. unbe-freaking-lievable. oh well--more for the check.
i really need to take better care of my hair. put less heat in it, do something different. i'm really loving this mixed chicks business. after my last wash and set, i'm itching to curl it again. i'm shooting with a new photographer on thursday, and he just so happens to love the curls, so maybe tonight, i'll wash it again.
ice skating with naquan tomorrow. hopefully. he's been at the house a lot since the parentals are gone, which i love. it's giving me more domestication experience. i cooked dinner [for myself] on christmas eve, and he ate, and when he came by sunday night, we went to arch for a late dinner, but he got an amazing breakfast the next day: pancakes and bacon. no one can ever say i don't take care of my man.
gotta potty. i need to head back to brooklyn. asap . . .
tattoo for '09. definitely. for my birthday? during the summer with carlene? drag naquan along some other time? who knows, who cares; it's just happening.
surprisingly, i got called in for my on call yesterday. unbe-freaking-lievable. oh well--more for the check.
i really need to take better care of my hair. put less heat in it, do something different. i'm really loving this mixed chicks business. after my last wash and set, i'm itching to curl it again. i'm shooting with a new photographer on thursday, and he just so happens to love the curls, so maybe tonight, i'll wash it again.
ice skating with naquan tomorrow. hopefully. he's been at the house a lot since the parentals are gone, which i love. it's giving me more domestication experience. i cooked dinner [for myself] on christmas eve, and he ate, and when he came by sunday night, we went to arch for a late dinner, but he got an amazing breakfast the next day: pancakes and bacon. no one can ever say i don't take care of my man.
gotta potty. i need to head back to brooklyn. asap . . .
Thursday, December 25, 2008
#232
so merry christmas people.this may be a long one. i catch myself putting off entries for a few days. sorry.
thursday: mommy and daddy left. i was hella excited for a few seconds, but i miss them. spending christmas without them is slightly depressing. they left after 4am and i couldn't go back to sleep. i stayed up until 6am, watching a real chance at love. amusing, i must say. that afternoon, naica and i hit up room service--her treat. shrimp pad see eew is the most amazing thing in the world.naica found a hair in her rice. hilarious. then we went lingerie shopping, then grocery shopping. i cooked an amazing diner for naquan. we ate, i had a few glasses of cabernet, and had the most amazing night.
friday: we woke up, i made breakfast, then sent him off to work. housewife-ish? i shot with slinky at keith major's studio. freaking great. that's all i can say.
thursday: mommy and daddy left. i was hella excited for a few seconds, but i miss them. spending christmas without them is slightly depressing. they left after 4am and i couldn't go back to sleep. i stayed up until 6am, watching a real chance at love. amusing, i must say. that afternoon, naica and i hit up room service--her treat. shrimp pad see eew is the most amazing thing in the world.naica found a hair in her rice. hilarious. then we went lingerie shopping, then grocery shopping. i cooked an amazing diner for naquan. we ate, i had a few glasses of cabernet, and had the most amazing night.
friday: we woke up, i made breakfast, then sent him off to work. housewife-ish? i shot with slinky at keith major's studio. freaking great. that's all i can say.
i did some shopping with naica and rano that night, then spent the rest of the night at home.
saturday: work, then the nippy lavern show at temptations. the most ghetto thing in the world. we'll have jokes for years.
sunday: i finally got my hair done! the poor little dominican lady shampooing my hair; oh how i felt her pain. i've never sat in that shampoo chair for so long. after that, i did some more shopping in the city, then met up with el to do even more shopping. dinner at silver spurs, then headed home. i got some shit together and headed to sasha's to study.
monday: more studying and i finally finished my supervision paper. sasha came over that night to finish hers.
tuesday: finals are done! that's all i have to say about that. i don't even want to think about the spring. i spent the night with my hunny--the only person i'd want to be with after a long ass semester.
wednesday: he bought my breakfast. pancakes and bacon and coffee--light and sweet. he went to his cousin's and i did some shopping--mainly for him. all marc jacobs: a black leather key loop, a leather snap bracelet with a metal place that reads "for you. forever" in latin, and a sleek black waller with a dollar in it, and on the dollar, i wrote "all i want for christmas is you." yes, i'm amazing, i know.
so today: parlaying with my hermanita. no parents, roxanne's pissing me off, and naquan's with his mother and her boyfriend. he hates it, and i was hoping to spend christmas with him, but being with him last night and seeing the look on his face when he got his gifts was more than i could've asked for. pics coming . .
Saturday, December 13, 2008
#216
this is a quickie. i really need to get back to studying...
hAPPY biRfDAY miLLzie..
i painted my nails black. i've been doing the naked nails thing for some time for shoots, but the black is back.
emi sent me a few pics from the shoot. i swear i'd fuck myself if i could. they're amazing.
i finally heard that my president is black song at the AKA show. i know i'm late. i just never got around to downloading it. for as long as i can remember, there's been talk about mrs. michelle obama and her wardrobe. she's pretty damn fly for a first lady. the inaugural ball is about a month away, and every designer was in on it. someone put me on to these:
marc jacobs
finals. shoot me.
you'd think i'd be taking a vacation after all of this, but no. i have to work on my portfolio for pratt and sva, friday meetings for the eco envy show, shoots with slinky, el, and who ever else i book, and of course, work.
my parents are leaving on thursday; barbados for two weeks. happy anniversary to them. naquan's coming over that night--and only that night. thanks the fuck a lot, roxanne. my darling cousin decides to stay at my house this time, when every other time she's come up to new york, she's been at her mother's. fuckery. pure fuckery.
nippy lavern show at temptations on saturday. ghetto as hell? maybe, but it will be the most entertaining aspect of my life right about now. this is when the yo-yo diet starts.
back to studying...
hAPPY biRfDAY miLLzie..
i painted my nails black. i've been doing the naked nails thing for some time for shoots, but the black is back.
emi sent me a few pics from the shoot. i swear i'd fuck myself if i could. they're amazing.
i finally heard that my president is black song at the AKA show. i know i'm late. i just never got around to downloading it. for as long as i can remember, there's been talk about mrs. michelle obama and her wardrobe. she's pretty damn fly for a first lady. the inaugural ball is about a month away, and every designer was in on it. someone put me on to these:
badgley mischka
diane von furstenberg
michael kors
nicole miller
peter som
tracey reese
chanel
betsey johnson
rodarte
marc jacobs
isaac mizrahi
christian lacroix
bonnie toung surely added some flare for little sasha and malia:
finals. shoot me.
- intro to art of africa on tuesday december 16th
- fashion merchandising planning and control on december 17th
- fashion merchandising on december 23rd
- principles of supervision on december 23rd
you'd think i'd be taking a vacation after all of this, but no. i have to work on my portfolio for pratt and sva, friday meetings for the eco envy show, shoots with slinky, el, and who ever else i book, and of course, work.
my parents are leaving on thursday; barbados for two weeks. happy anniversary to them. naquan's coming over that night--and only that night. thanks the fuck a lot, roxanne. my darling cousin decides to stay at my house this time, when every other time she's come up to new york, she's been at her mother's. fuckery. pure fuckery.
nippy lavern show at temptations on saturday. ghetto as hell? maybe, but it will be the most entertaining aspect of my life right about now. this is when the yo-yo diet starts.
back to studying...
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