Forever Sheneneh: The Motherload

I tend to go to youtube to get pointers on my natural hair. For some odd reason, youtube decided to recommend this channel to me. Sweet synthetic hairline, I found a golden ticket!

I was overwhelmed by the ratchetness, I'd never seen so much of it all at once. I've never been so entertained by hairstyles. I'll give it to this stylist....homeboy is creative but I'd be a monkey's uncle before you catch me rocking NAAN one of these styles. Without further ado, I give to you...Dot...the real life Sheneneh.

OH MY GOODNESS!

Keys, Wallet, Phone

and I'm back like I left something!

It's been a long time we shouldn't have left you. Life happened, careers happened and this page got neglected. Well, there's been tons of fashion, hotness and ratchetness that we must catch you up on.

:)

workinonit

I put on some weight. No, I'm not huge but I can stand to lose some weight. All that good cooking I've been doing caught up to me with a vengeance. I hadn't be able to get to the gym as often as I like and cardio was boring the shit out of me. So I invested in the P90X workout and oh boy it's no punk. It hurts so good. I have to really push myself more to do it but I really think I can handle it. Bikini this summer for sure! Wish me luck.

Cherrell, you know you was playin games, right?

So.... One of my favorite songs is some complete bull.

'Let you take me out
I knew what you were all about
But when I did
I wasn't tryin' to lead you on

Now you bring me home
And tell me goodnight's
Not enough for you
I'm sorry baby
I didn't mean to turn you on'

Now I believe in not feeling pressured to do anything, but you knew what you was doing Cherrell when you let Lamont take you out. You said it yourself! You knew exactly what Lamont was on but you still went to Uncle Julio's with him. Let me guess, you was only tryna be nice, right? You let him buy you swirls and quesadilas and you more than likely wore something sexy.

So, Cherrell, just admit it. Although you didnt plan on letting Quincy smash your cakes out, you did mean to turn him on.....

The video was pure awesomeness though!

Can't Hate On: The Punanny Diaries

I know it sounds like it's some Red Shoe Diaries type of stuff but it's a really good series of webisodes. It follows Cozy Leigh and her vow of celibacy. Quite interesting, I'm sure our readers will enjoy this:

http://www.youtube.com/user/punannydiaries

Doo Doo Brown

So in my late teens and my early twenties, I used to work at a great record store. At the end of the rap/hip-hop section there was the Miami Booty Bass section. There was actually tons of compilations, 69 Boyz and Luke. Ahhh Luke, that brings me to my point. There was one CD and particular that always got my attention..,

I used to think how low is your self esteem that you’d pose like this on a cd that was in record stores nationwide. I wonder if these chicks got kids and how did they explain it. The chick on the right of Luke with semen on her face…really? Somebody pitched that to her and she really thought it was a good idea…wow. I’m a tad bit conservative but I own my sexuality. It’s not on display, I don’t seek it in others…it’s up to me to feel and be sexy…not sexual. I hate to sound judgmental but damn these hot tub hoes needed hugs.

Forever Sheneneh: High Heeled Jordans *facepalm*

For real? Seriously?

Ok when the horribleness that was high heeled Air Force 1s came out, I saw it as an opportunity to point and laugh at the less fashion savvy. The high heeled Jordans makes me want to flip over a table. I could get all deep about how people play themselves rocking fake shit. Don't fake it 'til you make it, admire it until you can acquire it. I decided against that I'd rather just make fun of these shits. I'm a Chicagoan, born and raised, and Michael Jordan is something like a phenomenon. The glory years of 90s Chicago Bulls happened during my adolescent and teenage years. I was rocking Mikes when people were getting murked for them. Yeah, it was just that serious. Mikes were not only a status thing but it was like you had a little piece of the magic. I used to love those overpriced heaps of rubber and leather a 5 year old in a 3rd world country sewn up just for me.

Not only are the high heeled Jordans ugly but you know exactly who they are marketed to. The people who cop their sneakers out of trunks of cars. The people who care more about what people think than having a quality product. The people who actually think Burberry made sweatsuits. I'm a bit of a snob, just a tiny bit. That smidgen of snob would never allow me to rock the bastardization of the best sneaker ever made. Seriously, nobody sat at a boardroom table at Jordan Brand or Nike and said "let's make something for hoodboogers to rock proudly with their 2 sizes too small Dereon jeans". I'm pretty sure that meeting didn't happen. It's crazy that they made them in pretty much every make, even my beloved 7s. Oh naw, not my 7s. Yes, even my 7s. I bet they make your feet bark after 2 seconds like all cheap ass shoes do. Why the fuck does the Jumpman logo make MJ look about 50 lbs heavier and instead of a basketball it looks like a medium pizza?

If anybody who lives in the 606** even thinks for 2 seconds about putting these shits on your feet....you need to be drug to the United Center by an angry mob and stoned with pairs of REAL Jordans. For shits and giggles check out the whole shitastical selection