B.E.T Awards--Ghetto Fab??

Black people, my black people!
Must we show out everytime!?!? I was scheduled to go to the red carpet activities in Atlanta last weekend for the B.E.T Hip Hop awards, but real life called my attention and I stayed home. Didn't even watch them. However, as fast as bombers land in the Middle East, urban news spreads. Thanks to the likes of iPhones and things.

T.I., rapper sensationalist, was arrested outside a WalMart for gun possession just hours before his scheduled stage performance. Why is this news!!? Are we surprised?? As if his 5 babies and one on the way weren't enough gossip about him, shooters top his uncontrollable birth control practices. TI, honey, you should try strappin' up somewhere else!

And Katt Williams! HA. This guy, shows up in a bright magenta suit wearing a noose like chain?? Was this some kind of anti-establishment (as in our fight) mockery? Or just some really tacky way of supporting the Jena 6? Either way, Katt's comedic position and tactics could be hardly justified as such. Check out the pic below. He's actually showing it off! Knowing Katt, the clasp was probably made up of a lot of diamonds. I've actually hung out with Katt after his tour stopped here in ATL--one of the coolest cats I've ever met--no pun intended. Truly. His suite at the Ritz was full of fun and games, food, drinks and utter laughter, while pontificating about some Jay-Z colabo.
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I wish somehow, our kids weren't exposed to such a high and faux sense of reality and success. I don't knock anyone for their hustle; I just would like to see more positive stories reported on. But that's boring. GO FIGURE.

The N.Y.C. Is All That

I hustled and found a Dominican driver who took me to the Sheraton NY in a lovely white stretch limo--- all for $25. Yup. Can't beat that! My very casual and authentically thick Spanish helped.

MEETING HIM WENT LIKE THIS:
It was one of those cheezy ones, yet sincere. I'm only 5'1" so I had to spot him out first. Nerves kicked in. I stepped on his foot, I think, rambled about nothingness and did the unthinkable--ate at Mc'Dee's alone. Radio City Hall was next. Sat through 2 hours of Wheel of Fortune taping. The only fun part was knowing my friend helps in making it all happen and then gazing at the logistical production. Fascinating. Sushi Samba--great. Drunk ass white girl literally fell back on the floor and her comrades, just as drunk, sat there idle and laughed---pathetic. Lots of window shopping during 55 blocks of walking in nice weather. Times Square doesn't change. Lots of tourists stand at every corner and snap as if tall buildings and bright LCD lights didn't exist elsewhere. And Macy's at Herald Square. What do you do in there? Each dep't has it's own set of tunes spinning. Escalators that might scare even the original builders and real food posts. I left a bit overwhelmed. But not as much as going back through Times Square. If you've never been, it really is a spectacular experience, especially when it's cold. Just stand in front of the TRL window and you'll see. I think of Kanye's "Flashing Lights". Love that song!!

SHOPPING WENT LIKE THIS:
Chelsea. I felt right at home there. I hop on the "F" and spend a solid 3 hours in Loehmann's. I walk out with shoes and handbags and a guilty conscious knowing a very sweet man is waiting for me and instantly will offer to carry my bags. Village shopping is tempting. I want it all. His presence keeps my hands very still. After a quick 20 minute rest at the hotel, we both hop on the train and make our way back to the Village. I spared him my own sense of guilt, so all I bought on this round, were some earrings. But check thee shoes out! I had to get these Michael Kors Oxfords.


NYC. Dirty, yes. People are generally nicer. Social and nightlife is unparalleled. Maybach's and socialites. I almost feel that I fit in.