Negative attracts positive my friends and vice versa...
Monday monday monday!
Today is my first Monday outside of the corporate world! I'm so happy.
But there is something on my mind that impedes this overwhelming sense of joy/calm... I know this is supposed to be a nostalgia blog, but I gotta just get this off my chest.
What is up with the human condition??? Sometimes, people just don't know how to act. I'm not gonna get into the details of my strife online, but I would just like to caution my loves to the dangers of subletting an apartment from insane moneyhoarding assholes... I've been engaging with the ridiculosity and just plain CRAZY from a chick who totally cheated me out of tons of money for a rather undelightful little spot. It's all good though: got me out the house, gave me a measure of privacy and taught me a lesson for the future. What it doesn't change, is Karma. So watch homie, because the girl that dicked over Melanie from the summer definitely got hit by a car shortly therafter! And while I don't wish that upon you... I'm just sayin.
Here's Kelis' "Caught Out There" dedicated to this particular non-friend. And while no, she isn't a cheating boyfriend/partner... she is something that I could quite easily scream the chorus of this song at. Among a few others, poss...
Erase
replace
embrace
new face.
mm. I love Kelis.
I do feel bad marking my ecstatic new day with such a negative theme. So to send you some positivity on this beautiful but windy day, here's a cameo from one of my favorite literary (later television) heroes.
Hey! What a Wonderful Kind of Day! If we can learn to work and play! And get along with eachother!
Check this uhmazing video of my favorite Boys singing the theme song for Arthur... Please excuse Nick's awkward fake Jamaican accent/dancing circa 1:33. Yikes. That shiz is mad terribs. And yet phenomenal.
Monday, December 15, 2008
What Do Magnets teach us?
Monday, December 8, 2008
Throw your hands in the Aiyuh...
...If youza true playa.
Yes. Lyrics from the timeless classic "Big Poppa" by the late great Notorious B.I.G.
Until I came outside. And there was a freaking camera in my face and i hear the director scream out "CUT!!! SHE WALKED INTO THE FRAME!!! CUT!!!!"
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Labels: awkfest, city livin, fabulous, love love, nineties, uhmazing
Happy Monday!!!
I'm so happy this Monday afternoon! Even though its brick citayyy outside, the sun is shining heavenly beams in my soul right now! I'm cheesin'!
Enjoy this video, I found on Dlisted today... Its pop culture gold. Steve Urkel, Winnie Cooper and Jennifer Aniston in one fantastic rap classic! ALSO DJ TANNER! Holler! Ahh too much love. I want to go to Camp Cucamonga!!!
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Labels: awkfest, guilty pleasurez, rewind, uhmazing
Friday, October 31, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
brimming with sisterlove
I had the best weekend!!! Time spent with so many of my sisterfriends, my best friends! Congrats to Linde for a amazing job helping with the South Asian Film Festival in NYC! And also to homegirl Jillian for her acceptance into FIT for next semester!!! Anaka came to visit! Jean an Jung-Hee loved hard. And we celebrated Ayesh's bday in style with Soomz! Big girls doin some Big Thangs.
This version of the video includes clips from the classic film soundtrack on which it appears... starring Charlie Sheen, Tim Curry and Rebecca DeMornay (of The Hand that Rocks the Cradle fame). We're talking friendship that sustains the trials and tribulations of time, transition and perseveres beyond the evildoings of Cardinal Richelieu and friends...or at least the imminent end of raspy white man pop/rock as a popular genre.
I'm not hatin' though. Sting could get it. (I heard he's into that tantric shizz)... But not Bryan or Rod. and definitely not Kiefer.
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Labels: awkfest, fabulous, homegirls, three musketeers
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Part Deux
Though this isn't technically nostalgia-inducing for all, it makes me nostalgic for my sophomore year of college. Holla WOC House!!! Love you ladies.
PS. This dude looks like my pops! ...And Linde's... And lots of other South Asian Chemist mustachioed dads!
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Labels: awkfest, guilty pleasurez, jacksons
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Friday, October 3, 2008
Action Jackson!
Poppin that cherry.
What kind of nostalgia blog would this be, if it didn't include recurring and permanent mentions of the epic JACKSON FAMILY. I love the Jacksons, from top to bottom, front to back. I love how crazy they are, how they all look strangely similar even after all of their plastic surgery pursuits, how fiercely loyal (except for LaToya!) they are to each other's crazy! It's such good stuff. EPIC.
Every week, I'm gonna offer a head to head video challenge for the two Jackson Titans. Sorry 3T (re: Tito's kids, "Anything" 1995 international R&B hit). This is all about Michael and Janet.
So. for the first ever ACTION JACKSON post, I offer my two favorite vidz! Now, these might be a little too mainstream for you hard core Jacksonites (esp. those that I have subjected to my MJ #1's dvd on too many an occasion), but we start big and then move into the obscure. enjoy!
- check out the cameo by Michael DeLorenzo of NY Undercover fame as a dancer in MJ's Vid.
- Eddie Van Halen was the guitar soloist for Beat It, but refused to appear in the video because he "didn't think it was a hit." Herb.
- also - love janets tight black vest/pants look. she fly
- i had never seen the full version of the "if" video. awk racial representations happening... hm.
thats it lovelyz. you're welcome!
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Monday, September 29, 2008
Strap On, Strap Off
I was on the train the other day and I’m sitting there, not into the book I had brought along with me on the ride, and lacking the room to enact the deliberately blank and disinterested upward gaze necessary to make it through a long ride into
The goodies of the standing an unavoidable vision for the poor, unsuspecting sitting.
My eyes sank, and I saw that he was wearing CARPENTER PANTS. Remember those? They’re those pants that had a thin strap on the side, angled diagonally and serving no real purpose. They’re inspired by pants worn by carpenters that had such a strap so as to make it easier to lug a hammer around at a worksite. Practical. (see: pants)
Now I know I don’t know a whole lot about the world of fashion, and how things come to me... its like that Devil Wears Prada scene where Meryl Streep’s character rips Anne Hathaway to shreds talking about her turquoise sweater and how she was the enabler of even the possibility of outfit because she put it on the cover of her magazine during some spring of some year, and there was a subsequent trickle down through designers and distributors until it finally reached the sales rack at Target. Like, Biatch, you don’t even know where the shit you’re wearing comes from.
So please excuse my ignorance with regards to the cultural significance of the carpenter strap as per the world of fashion. I don’t know what sortof mad sci
entist fashion designer had the a-ha moment to add this crucial, poss ironical detail to worldwide denim.
In any case, I think the Carpenter Strap is really interesting in that for a while, you couldn’t buy a pair of pants that didn’t have it. This was all pre-flares, and defi pre-skinny jean. That world seems so long ago: The JNCO World with widelegs that you could quite easily fit like ten more of your legs in. My pet peeve was when wide pants like that were just perfectly short, stopping right when the sneaker started. Urgggghhhh. It’s annoying me just to think about it. I just feel that the denouement of trousers like that should be more gradual.
I kindof miss it though. The baggy, anything goes style is so much more doable for women, and made it a lot easier to feel like you can be stylish and with the times without having to put your body so out there and try to fit into the tightest, skankiest, most impossible outfits to be both current and fly. But I’m not lying to myself. Most women wore the big, baggy flannel (lumberjacks, what!) button-downs under the tight white tank. I like it though. Its like, the power of suggestion, a subtlety that barely exists anymore. Hmm… more on this later.
Still, I wonder where that dude on the train got those Carpenter Pants in 2008. Uhmazing.
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Labels: awkfest, carpenter pants, jnco
