Back at UR....again, for the last time. Last time moving in, last time paying that damn room deposit, and last time living in a dormitory. College is some otherness, I just keep thinking, this is the last time Im gonna have to do all this. Thats the ONLY thing thats getting me through it. The carrying heavy containers of books I didnt resell up flights of stairs, trying to cram my clothes into these little closets, trying to make an uncomfortable space a comfortable one because HEY, I have to live there for 6 monthes. Im done with it all. I was done last year but Im in it to win it so Im gonna finish things up and move on. Soon all this will become slightly dear to me. The last time of stupid things like going to d-hall or walking to class will become so sacred and will mark a period of my life that many say are the best years of your life. If college years are the best years of your life than I think life must be pretty sad. There has got to be something more out there than the little fun we had here partying and being silly. Dear God I pray there is!

Im in this room, got a roomate this year. (sad face) I really wish I could get back to my room in North Court. Basement floor, no windows, no roomate, just me and my space, my couch from the lounge down the hall and my own little exit. Ohhhh the Boom Boom Room. Had a few good times in that room. It was quite a pivitoal point that room, academically and socially. Good times. I'll have to make a trip over to housing and see if its occupide that would be the way to end the year. It would be a nice little space for me considering I need to drop out of existance this last few semeseters. Im trying to make that step from Robins to NYC in one fell swoop and no stops in between. NO trips to my Moms house, no summer job, none of that crap. Just jump right in, and get started. Why wait??

Pre-O starts Saturday, and freshman come the following Wednesday (sad face) followed by upperclassman on that saturday. Im gonna drop off the face of the earth and try to miss alllllllll of that. Not really up for the pointless banter of "Hey how are you???" "How was your summer?" "Where you livin this year???....OH ok , I'll come visit..." I know its formaliitys and I know I'll say it at least 100 times. Thats the way it goes but, it gets you away in a more timely manner and with less drama than if you just avoided the eyes of everyone trying to see how you've progressed or regressed over the summer and kept on about your business.

One Random Thing

Tierra Marie is super wack. I was feeling her single thenI heard parts of the album while in the car with Dwight and she was on some COMPLETE OTHERNESS! " I aint had no Daddy around when I was young, so thats why, Im wildin out...." WTF is she saying. Who writes a song about that crap. I know I was a fatherless child but I really think I came out fine, I know thats kinda debateable but this shit on her album is just wack. Plus Erica said she got booed this past weekend at a RICHMOND club. A RICHMOND Club! If our country asses booed her then you know she must suck.


Alright Im talkin shit and Im tired. Im misspelling stuff ( I guess I do that when Im awake too) so Im about to pack my bag and head to Moore.... UR is on some otherness

Dear summer, I know you gon' miss me

Listen here summer baby, I just believe it's the right thing to do
I got a brand new bitch, corporate America
She showing me a lot of action right now
And I know you put me on my feet and all, but
I mean, it's time for me to grow
You gotta let me go baby, you gotta let me go

I'm done for now, so one for now
Possibly forever, we had fun together
But like all good things, we must come to an end
Please show the same love to my friends
Dear summer


Damn, I cant believe that its over, just like that. After 15 years of summers I have just completed my last one for the rest of my life. From now on Summer is only a season, not a vacation or a marker for the end of a term...just a change in the weather when my dress can change and a sign of when I will have to stop pressing my hair. My last summer before I enter the "real world" and start behaving the way grown folks do. Jay-Z really hit it on the head with that one. It almost updates the feeling you get from Will Smiths "Summer Time". It makes me sort of nostalgic, especially about this past summer.

Top 10 Things I'll Miss about NY
1. HOT 97
Wakeing up to Dear Summer and Ms. Jones in the Morning. NY radio is like nothing else in the world. DC radio is good too but NY is on some otherness.
2. My Haviana's
My feet would get soooo dirty from simply walking back and forth. The city grim clung to me and though I thought it was the most disgusting thing ever it was the city attatching its self to me.
3. Subways
Oh how I will miss my F, 6, and Q trains. The best part of the subway was when there were drummers in them. The sound of the drums billowing through the tunnels of a station is a feeling like no other. The drumming makes you feel alive and makes you feel like there's a rhythm to NY life. I'll also miss the people that ride the trains, I've got stories about those people that you would not believe. NY residents will do crazy things all so they can get across town. The rats the roaches and all, I'm gonna miss everything.
4. My Dreamers.
Uof Dreams is a program made up of people who are dedicated to doing what they love for a living rather than doing what seems to be right or makes the most money for them. The dreamer mentality is one that is courageous and fearless. Not many people can face adversity, face singularity or face themselves. UofDreams allowed its participant's to be happy about their direction and help them to figure out what the direction is.
5. JOHNNY ROCCO!
I cant believe how much I gained from working with this man for 8 weeks. We bonded, I have him under my skin and I care about him. I feel like I understand some parts of him and above anything respect him for who he is. He's made me laugh so much and has taught me so so so much that I can never repay him.
6. 1204 beauty's
My Suitematies were my favorite people in the program and probably the only people I knew in the program. We were a smart, beautiful, and fun room and I miss those girls already.
7. The Old and The Bold
NY men are off the hook and I will miss them. The old ones have no problem talking to you and asking for what they want, while the bold ones will say whatever they can think of to get your attention.
8. NY Hustlers and Bootleggers
I've told stories about them already but no where else will people try to sell you batteries on the public transportation, and no where else will you be able to buy movies before they hit theatres. Bootleggers level the playing field for so many. Not only can the celebs where expensive thousand dollar bags and accessories, but you can too!
9. NY Restaurants
New York has some of the greatest restaurants in the world. You can eat anything from Hotdogs to sushi and Thai food to fine Italian cuisine and back again. You can grab your meal from a Sabret stand and eat as you ride the train or eat lying down on a bed like the Greek eating expensive delectable delights at Duvet.
10. The Masses
Clods and Clods and masses and masses of people. They are everywhere, your never alone whether it be ,morning , noon or night, you can find at least 10 people within 5 feet of you. The city that never sleeps is also the city that never goes home. This aint your "It's 2 am-time to go home-there's a city curfew-the streets are clear city" Not even, this place is bustling constantly! Your never alone and your never without a place to go. The night clubs close at 4 but that doesn't leave home the destination. After hours spots open at 3 and go until 6 am. New Yorkers don't waste a moment.


I'm officially gone. Sitting here in Dumfries VA listening to the silence of suburbia and rural life. VA seems so southern to me now, so country and so small. I'm going through withdrawal and it doesn't feel good.

As far as my to do list...

1.Find metro-sexual Mos Def protege who was fathered by a descendent of Malcolm X and mothered by a black panther.

Well I didn't find anyone worth dating or marrying but I did see a few cuties. I'm not really ready for anything like that anyway, I really feel like I wanna be one of those career women that entertains once in a while but doesn't have an old man. Kinda like Oprah :)

2. Meet, touch, and get picture with Mos Def

I failed, I'm sad to say that I did not even come close to seeing the Mighty Mos in the flesh. I went to Brooklyn everyday and never saw him. Awful. The sad part about it all is that he is performing August 7th with Talib Kweli and Jaguar Wright for $20. I cant talk about it anymore or I might have a breakdown.... next.

3. Attend poetry club

This, I also did not get to do. Unfortunately, I will have to save that one for next time. :(

4. Shop

I really tried to make a special effort to be good and watch my spending. I didn't want to have to call my Mom for money so I tried to limit my shopping as much as I could. Toward the end, once Erica came I kinda went wild, not too wild but lets just say I'm gonna need to rest my Debt card for a while.

5. Drink

I turned 21 the day I moved in to my apartment and I had a great time experiencing all the joys of legal drinking. I've tasted some of the most interesting drinks that you could think of and learned my threshold for alcohol. Don't worry, I never got drunk and really don't plan to. Remember, when you drink you go for a swagger NOT a stagger. Drunk is never sexy!

6. Visit Museums

I visited a few nice museums and say some of the great art that New York is home to. My favorite was the Chanel exhibit at the MET. It was wonderful to celebrate the work of the House of Chanel and to see the direction that Karl Lagerfeld is taking it.

7. Reconnect with NY Fam

I got to get together with my Uncle and Aunt for dinner a few times and got to reconnect with my cousins which was so much fun. I'm happy that I got to see them and catch up.

8. Scope out areas I'd like to live in.

Its official, I will be residing at 70 Washington Place Apartment 9N. All I have to do is get $700,000 and its mine LOL

9. Go to 106& Park ( just kidding)

This was really a joke, Free is gone and I still don't get AJ's hair so I can enjoy it from home.

10. Go to a club that doesn't close at 2am

I didn't do as much partying as I thought I might have liked but I did get to go to a few nice places. Finally when I left the club it was because I was tired, NOT because its closing, or because there was a fight. Still in search of a really fun club but I can feel that my clubbing days are coming to an end. I don't plan on meeting a man and engaging in a serious relationship with him from the club so now its all about backing it up a little and having fun with my friends.

Summers done for me yall, no more of those responcibility free, nothing to do Junes that comes with summer vacation, but not the end of my Wild Junes either, I mean it is my birthday month, and I am grown .

Peace Yall.

What A Week !!!!

Wow, it's been a crazy week and weekend. Two guest one week and lots and lots going on in between. The Highlights? Ok...so....
My lovely friend from John Marshall High came to visit me. Tamara stayed with me for the week and it was super fun! She came with me to work, she came with me to UofDreams weekly seminar, and pretty much everywhere I went except the gym(lol). It was great to catch up with her since I haven't seen her in like 2 years. We visited Time Square and it was almost interesting. We were stopped by weird guys and had a great time being silly in the city. We took a picture with Sponge Bob Squarepants while he sung to us "My Cheri amour" it was very cute. Wednesday we went to the seminar series to hear Deanna Latson speak. Deanna Latson is a widely known health speaker. She promotes healthy eating habits and taking care of your body to prevent unnecessary illness. Her presentation was extremely informative and really persuasive...I mean she almost had me thinking of becoming a vegetarian. After her video that showed a doctor pulling strings of collected fat from a mans arteries (ewwww nasty, I know) I was like THAT'S IT, IM CHANGING MY EATING HABITS. The real deal part of it was how she had devoted her education to nutrition to try and help save her father. Her father was suffering from multiple illnesses. When he adopted her suggested diet he lost 50 pounds and was able to stop taking all the meds his doctors said he couldn't live without. Serious shit ! Tamara and I really tried to consider a vegetarian life, but had cookies later that night....

Thursday was my suitemaites birthday. After a long day of errands for Johnny, Tamara and I decided we would join them for drinks. When we arrived at the Blue Fin we perched ourselves at the bar. We had the cutest little drink, the Blue Fin, Alize with a cute little Swedish fish in it. As we chatted and relaxed an older gentleman approached and began to chat us up. He explained that he had been at an award ceremony that was dull and was glad that he had met some interesting people like us to talk to. This older white man told us how pretty we were and how nice we were to talk to and after ordering us drinks proceeded to invite us to his hotel room at The W to "watch tv". We agreed and ended the night spooning with our new friend Gary.....Not the fuck even, we refused and decided that it was high time we headed home. After our 4 drinks (really two depending on the glass) I of course had a buzz(me being a light weight and all)and thought EVERYTHING was SUPER amusing. We headed to McDonald's and had burgers and apple pies before we retired to the Palladium.

Friday was on some otherness considering I had Tamara in town, had to pick up Erica at 1:40 that afternoon and still had errands to run for Johnny while making every attempt to make it to the boutique by 3:30. Tamara and I went on a journey in Chinatown to find knockoff bags. I still have the same mentality that the knockoffs are impositions on the art form called fashion design and feel increasingly sickened to spot Fendi bags on girls who wear Old Navy flip flops. We picked up Erica and tried to salvage the day be running the errands and ended up making it to Johnny's by 5.

My going away dinner with Johnny and Patrick was Friday night and I decided that it would be better to have Erica and Tamara come with rather than return to NYU. We had fabulous Thai food which is my all time favorite. I think I had a food orgasm b/c everything was sooooooo goood. Johnny and Pactrick were ANGELS to me and my friends and treated us like Princesses. They ordered appetizer and drinks for us and just made my friends feel comfortable and happy. To top it off they paid the whole bill for me plus two broads they had only know for a hot second. I had a Vodka and Cranberry(what has come to be my favorite drink) and was of course SMACKED. Everything was extra extra funny and I could not contain myself. I didn't want to drink, considering I was with my boss and have hopes to work with him later but he encouraged and insisted and it did help me to have a good time. I was really a site, at half a drink consumed I was giggling like I was 2 years old. I had such a great time with them, and even started to tear up thinking about not being with them everyday.

Saturday we slept in and met the lovely Julee , Jenn and Erin for lunch. The luch was fun and it was great to catch up. That night we planned on going out but ended up pretty pissed off with NY for its bad night clubs. 40/40 was wack and on some complete otherness as to who they were letting in the club. As Erica and I stood in line we wondered if we were overdressed or if the club wasn't all that we thought it was. We ended up leaving there before we got in and headed to a rooftop bar to chill. Previously we attempted to go out but ended up at a gay nightclub. When a women invited us to her all girl club that she was starting, we kindly told her that it wouldn't be a fun party without men. She took her cards back and suggested to us some places more suitable.

Otherwise I did a bit of shopping and had a great time experiencing the city with my friends. Im so glad that they came, I felt like I was in a different New York b/c of it. A better one that offered much more.

On Tuesday I walked by the Virgin Mega Store and saw a real live sypher! I was amazed and wanted to stay but was afraid they would not appreciate the groupie-esq attention of two girls who don't rap standing around them watching. I saw the cute NYU boy again standing beside the sypher(which made him cool by proximity ). I told Johnny about him and he laughed at me for not speaking to him or trying to find out his name. Johnny suggested that I wear lip gloss to the gym since I see him at there sometime. His other suggestion was that I walk up to him and grab him by the balls and say "IM CASSANDRA BROWN" I nearly died when he suggested that but considered it briefly, I must admit. I felt a little bad because I wasn't able to dedicate my full attention to Johnny that week but I hope I will make up for it this week. Johnny and Patrick have been insanely nice to me giving me opportunities and being really kind and genuine.


Pactrick got Erica and I tickets to see Blue Man Group which was very kind of him.
We saw the Blue Man Group performance today and were really amazed. I coudnt believe some of the things they did and just how funny and entertaining it was. With paper everywhere and cool light effects I we thought we were at a Rave party. We both agreed that if we were high on XTC or slightly drunk we would have experienced the show on another level.

August 1. What a mess. I feel like summer just started but I will be glad to get back to school. I'll be back to NY the minute I get a break from school and really whenever I just want to be in the city rather than Richmond. Moving day wills soon come and when it does, I wont be looking back to Richmond.

-Peace Yall

Real Friends, Real Gucci's and The Real Deal According to this PrettyFashionista

My time here is drawing to a close. I have exactly two weeks left in NY until I return in September. I plan on making frequent trips so I don't loose my buzz. Yes NY gives me a buzz :)

I went to Canal Street again and immediately after exiting the subways station a little Asian girl approached my roommates, their fam and I about out interest in buying purses. We confirmed our interest and followed this girl that looked to be about 10, 5 blocks from the station. Once we arrived at the unmarked building we were escorted down the hall of a building that held many "studios". We passed women who gave us advise. "Haggle, Haggle Haggle!" they told us. Studio 2 held some of the most amazing replicas of Prada, Fend,Gucci, Louise Vuitton, and Coach bags that you could imagine. The one that I had my eye on, a Coach scribble tote bag was $45 and came in multiple styles. Along with bags you could also purchase, sunglasses by everyone from Christian Dior to Chanel and even Tiffany toggle bracelets and necklaces. The rest of the evening we were courted other merchants of reproduction. Asian women would whisper to us as we walked by " Want Gucci, Coach, Prada??" Its almost interesting. A few weeks ago while shopping with Grace, a man proceeded to attract his clients by repeating "ROLEXROLEXROLEXROLEXROLEXROLEX" at litening speed. I must say, I was almost compelled by his persuasive marketing tactics to buy three or four... They were only $5.


This past Thursday I went to see Jaguar Wright with a former Spider, Jen Coles. The concert was nice and I'm glad I went. I would have otherwise went home had dinner while stealing glances at the cute NYU boy then chilled until gym time. It was good to get out and do something fun instead. I'm looking forward to my friends coming in the next few days, I know I'm gonna have fun with them. They're gonna help me enjoy and wrap up my NY experience. Tamara will be here and I know were gonna have tons of fun. Like I said earlier, go away and you learn who your friends are. I've known Tamara since the 9th grade back at John Marshall High School( JAYEM JUST...ICE) She really knows the meaning of KIT. When I moved to NOVA she wrote me, when I graduated from TC she came up, when I needed to go college shopping she took me, and though I haven't seen her in about two years or so, she's coming to visit me this Monday. Tamara is one of the most intelligent women I know. Ever since Mrs. Carters class, this girl has been on top of her game and handling business like a real women does. She's now graduated from William and Mary and progressing to bigger and better things. Real friends are truly priceless. Following one fabulous friend comes another. Mrs. Erica Engleman is coming and though she annoys the hell out of me most of the time I couldn't ask for a better friend. When you join a Sorority they tell you, or at least my organization told me, point blank, you wont like all of your Sorors. They tell you that you will get to know and you will bond with women that will change your life, well she hasn't done all that, but I do love her crazy self! Ask this girl anything, she's got something to say and has contemplated it to come up with the best solution she can. Why listen to her, well look at her she has her shit together. She is definaltey one of the UR women that I probably would not have known had she not been my LS. And though she is mean to me sometime like the following example...


Auto response from CassandraGarnett: My FRO is like WHOA:-*
covergirl322: ur fro is like no
covergirl322: I love you! Nite
covergirl322: :-D

...She's still fabulous. It's all good Erica, I love you anyway thin haired hooker
Next weekend will be a mini Rho Mu reunion, though missing many of Rho Mu's best we will still have fun like the good old days of yester year. After that its time to pack it back into the van and ride down 95 with the fam to back to Richmond. I'll get to see some of my other real friends who couldn't make it to NY but still show me love. I'll go to the India Arie concert, move into school, help my mom move, start work and prepare for my Fall 05 line . Well its 4 am and the sleepy that came from the 3 glasses of wine at dinner has returned so I'm going to bed again.

Peace

Random Stuff

Its been a crazy few days, doing a lot for work and just trying to enjoy the last weeks I have left. I cant believe that I've been here for 5 weeks. Its all a blur. I feel like it was just June 12th and I was arriving, matter fact it feels like it was just May and I was sad that all my friends were graduating. Time is on some otherness. Its amazing the changes it makes. I have two and a half weeks left and its gonna be a sad day when I gotta turn my back to the city until the next time I can get up here. I'm gonna end it real crazy though. I still have a few visitors on the way. Go away and you really will learn who your friends are. They'll be the ones coming to visit you and talking to you on a regular basis really keeping in touch.

I found an apartment, its a wonderful one bedroom with a home office, 1.5 bath, large living room, in Brooklyn. Its only $700,000 . Its gonna take me a minute to get that down payment.

I went to a tradeshow with Johnny the other day and got to see the buying side of the fashion industry. I SAW KARL KANI, he's shorter than I thought (isn't it funny what the camera can do to make a person seem larger than life but in person they're so normal) He was getting a drink from the bar at the Project Tradeshow and like everyone was spilling it on the floor. It was a men's show so there were tons of SEXXY MENS there and had I known I would have worn something more revealing (just playin) I guess I looked ok cause the press took my picture, I'm telling you the fro is like whoa, it gets them everytime! The best part was seeing all the little Asian men thugged out. Not thugged out on no stupid ass 50cent shit but on some Air Jordan, Nice Denims,and Soul Rebel shirts, baseball caps and a nice chill over the arm. A little thug is always good, you don't want your man running beside you when there's a bug that you need him to kill. I must say I got a little caught up with them and couldn't help but to stare. I have a friend who really loves Asian men and I thought she was crazy but these ones really had me lookin. I called Erica for reinforcement and she reminded me of the well known fact that our Asian friends aren't as well endowed as our black friends(which explains the Asian infatuation with ginseng and the WG groupie love that black men get) and you know that aint cool! So I called it off and started paying attention to more of the men's fashion instead of the men :(


I still haven't found MOS DEF!!

I saw a look alike last night at a party (which turned out to be a waste of cab
fare, no further comment). The look alike kinda walked up to the club and just stood there and that blew his cover. If it were him, I'd think he would get out of something nicer than a cab. I mean, I know he's not on that Landcrusier, Double R type deal but I know he has a fly vehicle and a small entourage of poetic soul croonies.

OH WELLL
Back on the Hunt!

America's Next Top Model

Today was such a busy day! I had to be at the publicists at 9:45am. All too early for my regular schedule of leaving the APT. at 11:15...ok more like 11:45(Been tryin to get this time thing together since Spring 04 ) I had a photo shoot today that I was the stylist for. I must say that it embodied all the stereotypes that you see on television about a fashion shoot. I had a girl act as my assistant that got in my way more than anything else, the photographer communicated like he was the only creative person there and explaining what he wanted was of no use to him. The hairstylist thought she was hot shit even though she kept doing the hair the opposite way of the photographers directions, and the makeup artist was cute but clearly gay (I guess that's what I get for fawning after Metro's) Though all the styles that Johnny and I picked out were hot, the photographer and the damn hairstylist thought they knew best. In the end the pictures came out wonderfully. The most interesting part of the experience was the foreign models who were on their first visit to the US. 6 foot 16 year olds who didn't understand" put this on", I ended up dressing lanky girls from the Czech Republic, and other places in that area. It was like America's Next Top Model in person. I kept hoping Tyra would appear so that I could ask her if she was serious about that song she put out earlier this year or at least Janice Dickinson so that I can see what's preserving her so well. Neither appeared though. Its funny how hair and makeup can change a person so much. They all came in looking like overgrown 10 year olds but left with bouncy hair and makeup that made them look like they were at least 25. We kept wondering why the cleavage just wasn't working and the sequence tube tops kept slipping down but later realized why, looks can be deceiving.

Madison, Park, 5th Avenue

This weekend I enjoyed the finer parts of New York City with my dear friend Grace Holcomb. New York has been her stomping ground in the past and she was more than delighted to come up for the weekend and show me around along with be a great mentor and friend from Richmond, which I miss so much. I was so glad to have her here. I felt like I was in a different New York. One that I liked better and enjoyed much more. New York can be such a lonely place, regardless of how many thousands of people are around. We visited all the fashion capitals of the fabulous NYC including Bergdorf, SAKS, Tiffany, Chanel, Dior, and Bloomingdales for the less expensive side of the fashion world. I enjoyed most Chanel and Tiffany. We visited a place called Serendipity for Frozen Hot Chocolate, which was very good and we ate at a number of fine restaurants that I can still taste! We also saw the Chanel exhibit at the MET and let me tell you, it was splendiferous. I love the city, I really need to be here as soon as possible. I spoke with my boss on Friday about where the best places were to live in NY and he suggested Brooklyn, I agreed with him considering it is the birthplace of my first love MOS DEF :) Maybe I'll end up as his neighbor and we can climb into each others window at night and make love. Just playing...No I'm actually serious...
Goodnight

Summer Summer Summer Time

I saw that video by Will Smith and its amazing how that song can really put you in the summer mood. Listen to it and you really feel like your on a hot July day in the old neighborhood trying to look cute for your summer crush, staying outside allllll day until like 8pm ripping and running. Anyway, I had a great time today at my bosses cookout. The invite was as follows...

Johnny and Patrick
invite you to an
Italian-American
4th of July
Celebration!!

Release your inner guido/guidette this 4th of July in Carrol Gardens, the heart of old-school Italian Brooklyn!!

BBQ starts at 2:30-ish and lasts until.....well, fuhgeddaboudit!!!


To Dress the Part:
Ladies: Big hair, big nails, beach baubles
Gents: Wife beaters, gold chains, smelly cigars

I arrived to find my boss donned in multiple silver chains a visor and silver shoes. I had so much fun as he encouraged me to take shots and try the "snausages" as he put it. We chilled for most of the evening, and I chattered with his over the top friends seeing, just how they got down as an Italian troop. When it got dark and I had had two drinks already we retired to the roof top to watch the fireworks which was definitely one of the top things to do on my "Do Before I Die" list. Really beautiful sight to see from that far up, much better than watching them on the television as I normally do in Richmond. After the fireworks I decided it was best I headed home, I didn't want to encounter all the Brooklyn crazies as I walked back to the subway. The train, coming from Coney Island was as the whole of New York seems to be, filled with young couples that effing make me sick. I stood in the middle of all of it and just held on the the pole waiting for Broadway and Lafeyette to arrive. One tear. No work tomorrow so I may just hang around the Palladium or go to the Beach with my boss and his partner. Everyone really should have gay people in their lives, they make it so much more entertaining. Next weekend Grace comes and the weekend after the next one Erica comes! I'm excited to have people I know around, they'll help me to really enjoy my last 5 weeks here. Time is flying by like I don't know what. Its July 4th already, before you know it, it will be August 1 and its all down hill from there. The count down begins and your sitting in somebody's class trying to remember how to write because its been that long. You'll be excessively excited about the (AKA, Alpha, Kappa, DST, Q, ... )Party at (UR, VCU, State, Norfolk State, JMU, UVA, William & Mary...). You'll rush to the nearest cheap clothes store to buy a cute shirt to wear with jeans and pumps and get back into the swing of college life. Next year will be my last year so I'll definitely by trying to milk it for all its worth. After that its the real world for this PrettyFashionista and who knows what else. NY ...for sure, Marriage...who knows, Kids ... well as my favorite Italian would say ,"fuhgeddaboudit"!!!

Peace Yall

Untitled

Im in a bit of a funk tonight, just feeling a little indifferent. I had a pretty good day today with Johnny. We worked on a garment that he wants to put out in the fall and its gonna be hot shit! I sewed on coins and ran around Brooklyn looking for RIT dye in Golden, Teal and Brown. I feel a little preoccupied with something but I cant quite put my finger on what it is. I just dont know what to do about it. Im iching to get that Keisha Cole(The Way it Is) and Raheem Devaughn (The Love Experience) CD. Ive been waiting for them since like May! Tommorrow that might be my goal and be the way I wrap up my evening. I suggest you go and pick them up as well. Im going to an African Art festival tomorrow and Saturday evening and Sunday, just because I think it might be a good environment for me. Im going BMS cause I dont really feel like coordinating anything and I'd hate to drag someone to something like this and it end up being wack. Oh well, we shall see, hope I meet Mos Def and he falls in love with me and we run off to his Brooklyn Penthouse and he sings "The Panties" to me and we have hot sex until 12:00 Tuesday afternoon then I can go back to work... I do have an internship to be at!

City Breathing

Its raining up here in the city and it kinda brings a peaceful sense to the chaos.Ive really been doing a lot of thinking about things. Mostly pertaining to my future and after graduation but in general too. I walked around Brooklyn more today and saw downtown, saw the people and really just absorbed the atmosphere. If you haven't understood me yet, I love New York. I had a long conversation with my sister today and I'm trying to persuade her to move up here too. I think it would be great for my niece and nephews and even better for her. She lives in Arkansas and I think that's too slow for the person she is, just the way Richmond is too slow for the person I am. I'm excited about the fall and getting things rolling but I'm also trying to hold on to the weeks I have left here in NY. I think I'm undergoing that "change" that most people experience when they go abroad. Its a good thing, a little self reflection, a little growing, a little getting to know what you want out of life, all that jazz. I'm glad, when I look at my future I'm excited, I don't feel confused, or scared. I don't know where I'm headed but I know its gonna be off the hook. I know I'm gonna be happy, and I know I'm gonna be satisfied cause I think that's the person I am. I like to take things as far as I can, that's how my mind works. Sometimes that can be seen as annoying, extra, stuck up or just being damn right overbearing, but If I'm gonna put CASSANDRA BROWN beside it, it's gotta be the shit, nothing less.

LOVE

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to obedience and warmth.

In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.

You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.

In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.

http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/

What you wont do,do for love\you try everything\but you dont give up

Sucker for love

Cleavage

Today I learned some disturbing information. Today I was assaulted with information that I was better off not knowing. Today I learned of Ass cleavage.

As far as I knew any siteing of a persons ass crack was 100%, completely, totally, accidental. According to the New York Observer the only persons with true accidental ass cleavage were plumbers, and old men who have abandoned belts for whatever reason. Apparently, this expose is not only purposeful but considered attractive. Women are very much familiar with the field of cleavage, considering the various forms that we use and abuse for good and evil. There is the up and coming Toe cleavage, and every mans favorite, boob cleavage. With the invention of low rise pants more and more women have been subject to ass cleavage, as many of us know it comes with the territory of hip hugging jeans. Though viewing each others ass cracks is disturbing, the tasteful women simply looks the other way and rubs her eyes to ensure that her retinas are still intact, rather than shout out in disgust. Tact is needed, for we would hate to have someone say to us in public, " Hey ______ your ass crack is hanging out of your pants."

More disturbing though is the idea that not only are women bearing all but men are too. I'm not sure about anyone else but a mans ass is not attractive, big or small, it matters not ( though small is preferred as a mans ass should not be bigger than his women's). Particularly disturbing for me is the information I learned about my boss from this article. Brace yourself...

Johnny Rocco, 31, owner of an eponymous boutique in Boerum Hill, often wears Seven
jeans for women, which better complement his body type. "The jeans for boys are
made for straight bodies. I have curves! I'm not a skateboarder boy! I come
in, and I come back out." On this particular Sunday, X-ray vision would have
shown that underneath his low-rise cut-offs, he was just wearing a take a big
step back...a "microfiber" jock strap. It's "breathable for summer," he
explained. "Nothing is worse than having tight elastic around your skin." Men,
do you love yourlowrise jeans but don't want to spend all day at work in your
jock strap? Are you too prudish to go commando? Try 2(x)ist No Show briefs:
low-cut for low-riding jeans or pants! One hundred percent cotton! Plus,
they're guaranteed to make your dick look 12 times its normal size.) Back to
Johnny Rocco: Why flash crack? "It's naughty. I was being naughty! It's more
like flirting with your body instead of words. It's the truth! "

At that point I wished that I had not read the article. His excitement at being quoted in the NY Observer is what prompted me to read. He asked that I pick up 2 or 3 copies before our meeting last night, as I waitedpublicistspublicist to arrive I read and after spending two hours with
Johnny and his partner I have from then on been unable to look him in the face.

The article poses a very good question...

What next? Will men become late adopters of every female fashion trend of the
last decade? Will great herds of dudes stampede over to Bliss and the Red
Door for Brazilians? Will Western civilization relinquish its standards
altogether about what actually constitutes clothing? Will men amble about in
Xtina-like chaps? Will the banana hammock become acceptable not just at the beach, but at the office?

I say, Metro is one thing, gay is another. Both are ok, but my man better not ever ask to borrow my low rise thong so he can were his low rise Sevens!!!!

Anybody feel me?

Kinky Twist, Micros and Cornrows Oh My!!!!

My first day off. Ahhhh, as if I've been working hard. I have, but I have a much better internship than many of the other"Dreamers" in the Uof Dreams program. 12-5 work hours, Mondays off mostly, running around the city shopping, magazine clipping, online shopping...Hardworking!

I ventured into the infamous Harlem today, not nearly as bad as one would think. I encountered no crack heads and had no trouble with crazys. My purpose was to find a place to get my hair braided for as cheap as possible. I was pursuing a $150 hair style for $40. I was told this was possible by the lovely Torera Akinola who said that talking them down was very doable. In the end I went to the first place I could find and haggled down from $90 to $75. Not my goal of $40 but pretty good for what could have been $150 if I were desperate(which I was but stupid and loaded with money I am not) When I walked in you would think I was naked b/c everyone turned and looked at me like I was crazy. A women ushered me outside were I told her I only had $50 somehow she found another $25 that I could spare and we settled. An ATM visit later I was in her chair and she was pulling the skin off my head :) I suppose I should have visited a few other locations before I committed because the lack of English spoken was baffling. The African women did speak English but I suppose decided that there were things that only they needed to know and discuss. Around 5 the kids started to arrive and that's when all hell broke loose. The children ran up and down the very narrow aisle in the middle of a shop the size of ...Some small place. The smell of African food permeated the air and I soon grew nauseous :) Five hours later, I was released from the death grip clutch of Miss Fatima at Good Price African Hair Braiding. I visisted the Ab Fab Julee Wilson, and got a tour of her tight ass apt. I'm so excited to graduate and move to NY. To so many that's a pipe dream but its what I really wanna do. I love the city, as I'm sure you can tell, and I love the whole atmosphere.
The Dream

• Entry level Job
• Mid level salary say 35-42 ish(It says dream at the top for a reason!)
• Nice size, well kept apt. Single occupancy
• Low rent/mortgage
• Small social circle, with satellite friends
• Metro Gentleman Caller
• Wealthy Mentor ( better know as a Sugar Daddy)

Hopefully I can walk in the stiletto prints of my fabulous #10. We shall see, we shall see

BTW- Fast food restaurants up here have drink bags! The drink comes in a bag, a cup, and a bag so your to go food can really be to go and not , To go but be careful you don't spill your drink while your trying to have fast food.

-Also I saw like six subway rats on the way home, not as big as they are legendarily said to be but rodents none the less.

Going to bed, even though I don't have to be at work until 12 I still get up for breakfast and less crowded gym time.

Smooches

Go Cassandra It's Ya Birthday

Atlantic City, what can I say? A great place to vaca and get away from it all but in a fun and active way. Perfect place for a couple as I saw many :( one tear. Atlantic City has everything you want in a vacation: Casinos, the Beach, the Fair, great restaurants, nice hotels, outlet shopping, everything. We stayed at the Sheraton, which showcased everything you ever wanted to know about Miss America.
I celebrated my birthday with a few friends at the Hardrock Cafe beside the Taj Mahal, after a few sips of Caramel Apple Martini's, 50cents worth of gambling, A birthday sundae and cheer by the whole cafe, and a little bit of holleration we left to walk to the boardwalk. Bars by the beach is the hottest thing I've ever experienced. Being 21 is pretty hot shit! Beach Bar had a lovely array of people there. Old gamblers and young partiers. The music was interesting in a Catch 22 kind of way (some of you know what I mean) lots of Reggaetone b/c that's what's hot up here in the North and lots of 50 cent for the WB/G's. I chilled at the bar for a while and was offered a drink by an older white gentleman who was buying drinks for his five friends. He introduced himself as Lance, I introduced my self as Tiffany. The Watermelon Mojhito was refreshing. Later on the dance floor an older black gentleman proceeded to dry hump me.
:( Very bad
I expected the bar to stay open till at least 4 but it closed at 2. I thought of Catch 22 again. In the end it was excessive amounts of fun, I enjoyed it. Happy 21st Bday to me :)

I'm a Hustlah' Hommie

I'm so tired, and my gums hurt like all hell, goddamn cupcakes :( I had to transport about 8 pairs or sneakers from another shop to Johnny Rocco. I had a Club Monaco bag and a Home Depot mesh shopping bag(similar to the kind they use at DSW) on my arm on the train. I looked like a high class street vendor in a black tank, black pants, and black pumps, black beads and a pump(my solution for bangs cut too damn short, goddamn black hairstyles who don't fucking understand what the hell trim means). I got a few stares which were either interest in the sneakers or interest in my chi chi's . Another man on the F had two big black bags(those signature NY bags LOL) filled with DVD's and some type of exercise machine. He gave me a look like I was a part of his club, funny.

I'm off to Atlantic City this weekend, to celebrate my b-day and chill a lil. Hope I don't get too fucked up and gamble my summer savings away.

Aspirin/Shower/Packing/Bed

Peace

BTW Cassidy alleged that he had murder charges in Philly to hype up his album drop two weeks from now. Crazy ass Miss Jones calls PAPD and it aint true. Well then Mr. Cassidy, you may be able to sell salt to a slug but you cant sell your own CD's 2 for $5 on Canal.

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Work is getting hectic, but I love it. I get to run around Manhatten all day. Soho, Brooklyn, Canal, I love it! On Monday were going to see the bag maker which should be fun. My days are so laxed. I get up at 8 to eat breakfast and dont leave my apt. until 11:20. I listen to crazy ass Miss Jones and her crew who say whatever they want. This aint Power 92 and Russ Pars lame ass. Anyway, Im chillin, trying to find someplace to do my hair for a reasonable price and close to home, cause I dont think Im quite ready to walk the streets at 3 or 4 in the morning. First week done only 7 left. (sad face)

HB

New York State of Mind

I cant stop saying how much I love the city!

I love how everything comes in a black plastic bag,

I love how when your walking down the street your alone but with sooooo many people.

New York makes me wanna say FUCK. Its something about the attitude of the place. Just walking down the street... what the FUCK? FUCK this, FUCK that, FUCK you, What the FUCK is that smell?, FUCKIN wait, who the FUCK, Shit MotherFUCKer FUCK Shit, Why the FUCK, FUCKING...., Well FUCK me hard!, Stupid FUCKER, Get the FUCK out of the way, Why the FUCK is...?............

Shit, FUCK it im done

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I'm [in] New York, New York! (that ones for Sam)

Ok... So... June 13, 2005 I am 21, I'm in New York for the summer and I'm semi single( I haven't decided yet). So here I go...

To Do

1. Find metro-sexual Mos Def protege who was fathered by a descendent of Malcolm X and mothered by a black panther.
2. Meet, touch, and get picture with Mos Def
3. Attend poetry club
4. Shop
5. Drink
6. Visit Museums
7. Reconnect with NY Fam
8. Scope out areas I'd like to live in.
9. Go to 106& Park ( just kidding)
10. Go to a club that doesn't close at 2am

I'm so excited to be in NY, I really wanna see the people, have some fun and just browse around. I love the energy, I love the grimmyness, and I love the individuality. I start my internship tomorrow so wish me luck! This University of Dreams program is really nice, NYU is a pretty fly dorm and my roommate is cool. I was a little nervous that this program was a scam and that I would get here and 140 East 14th Street would be an abandoned building or some shit! I hear the 8 weeks fly so I'm gonna make the most of them.

Peace Y'all