Riri

Sorry for the lack of posts. I Love Rihanna...

And I don't feel that this cue card/rehearsed speech is 100% genuine. Team RiRi for life.

Gos Bless Sales.

My very own Balmain. This girl couldn't be any happier.

Strong Shoulders. Los Angeles, CA.

Drunk At iHop.

I Don't Have A BFF. Just Friends Equally Special In Their Right.

We had to do a Lacoste-inspired photoshoot. Except I'm Tanya Dziahileva and my homegirl "Miss Tropicana" is Sean O'Pry.

Anyways, for the past few weeks, I went through so much with friends. I have to admit, I don't have too many friends because I tend to be guarded. A lot of acquaintances but not too many friends that I can be very vulnerable with. I'm difficult. I definitely consider a someone a friend when they have a good vibe and I feel comfortable spilling my personal life with them. And in return, I get the same. There was an instance recently when someone was very disrespectful with a friend and I had to protect them from getting super hood and "shank a ho". I always have that maternal (right?!) instinct to take care of them and relate emotionally. And to also keep them away from getting arrested.

Last weekend, a couple of friends (who I have known for more than 10 years) and I got into a car accident and one being emotionally vulnerable since she is going through a lot of stresses in life felt so overwhelmed, that I tried to distract her from problems with my weird sense of humor. Basically, I am always there for them. Making sure they're okay.

Just wanted to spill out something many people don't know. I can actually be a good friend. And if were friends, we're most likely going to be friends forever. CHEESY BUT TRUE!

Long Beach Pride.

Went to Long Beach Gay Pride on Sunday with my cousin. This basically sums up the whole day: Messy but we still look all kinds of cute.

Self Conscious Body Part Has Been Battled.

First of all, sorry for the delay in updating. I had to handle personal business that doesn't need to be blogged about.

Anyways...Everyone has a body part that they are self conscious of. As confident as I portray myself to be, I mask my least favorite body part to have a prettier illusion. That my friend is my forehead. As what Tyra Banks would say, "Five head". You can probably draw a map on my fivehead and when I was going through puberty, I had zits all over it looknig like you can connect the dots. My skin has cleared since then and yet I still felt disturbed by it. I just didn't want people to think that I has balding (which I'm not. I have a great head of hair that I take care of everyday). I did get hair cuts that mask my problem area and accentuated my face. and worked out for me. Basically, I got a-symmetrical bangs. HAHA!

Lately, I grew less conscious of it because people that I truly adroe has been rocking the fivehead. You know my divas: Tyra, Naomi, Beyonce, and especially my style icon, Rihanna. As of today, I stopped caring when I saw a recent picture of Alien Princess RiRi rocking a hairdo that is out of this world. Alien coiff as you may. I pretty much emulated the exact hairstyle and is sporting the five head at work. I already bumped into my co-worker who actually likes the look.

I can actually say it's a sigh of relief. I faced my personal fear.

If only Rihanna knew how much of an inspiration she has been when it comes to image and style. Well except for her nudie pics. I must say though...her ass looks amazing! WERQ IT OUT!

RiRi Redeux.

I guess you can say that people recognize me or talk to me because of my hair. Since I chopped off my shag and opted for a more throwback meets alienesque cut (which is a definite fusion between Rihanna, Prince, and an Alien), I get more attention. And hate to admit, doppelgangers. But the curly Rihanna fro was too much of an upkeep and I was going to spend money this weekend to get a weave to have a more fuller and wavier Prince look. Time to save money! Recessionista, remember?

I got my hair straightened and it's more sleeker and easier to maintain. It will take a lot to get use to but I'll manage. I'll survive.

RiRi Is Back...

..And she is SO reading my blog. Werq dat Dolce&Gabbana (although I must say, the silhouette is SO Viktor & Rolf). Padded shoulders?! Hmmm she so read my birthday entry! LOL!

Alien Coiff Is Like Balmainia.

Tyra reads my blog. Just look at the hair! She totally needed some inspiration for the Met.

Natasa Vojnovic Is Werqing It!!!

The power of photographer Terry Richardson made this!


Purple #11 from Purple Magazine on Vimeo.

Holy Shit My Makeup Looks Amazing.

Going out in a few minutes. And just got a new tube of DiorShow Mascara. It really works wonders and brings out your eyes. Just look. Well, coke and red bull totally helped bring out my eyes also...

Yummy Yummy Screw: Anthony Gallo Edition

Let's just say that I have a broad taste in men. Anthony Gallo is a yummy piece of chocolate. You may know him in Rihanna's "Take A Bow" video. But this guy finally broke through in DSquared's show for S/S '09. So delish. And now he's represented by Major Models, an agency known for their men's board that is equivalent to Greek statues.

Smile With Your Drunk Eyes.

Every supermodel has a signature look and pose. Tyra has the over the shoulder. Kate has the hungry coke face. I guess you can say I adopted those two looks and fused them together. I have the coked out over the shoulder drunk face. Just look at me exude fierce eyes sex appeal while modeling a jug of Tampico with Vaaka Vodka. Yummy.

I am SO Lindsay Lohan. Where are my black leggings?!

Beyonce Is The Reason I'm Broke

I just purchased my tickets to see Beyonce/Sasha Fierce in concert. I basically spent my paycheck I just received yesterday. I'm suicidal. Yeah yeah. I always reassure myself that this is a good thing. So for two weeks, I am broke. On the bright side, I won't eat. I can get skinny and get couture for Sasha Fierce.