Model Behaviour Pt 2

For some reason I couldn't get more pics on my last post so I decided to continue in a new on...

Renee



This girl is very negative...every time she opens her mouth I want to slap her...She is very beautiful but beauty from within is what counts. I hope she gets her act together.

Sarah

Photographer turned model...I don't know she seems out of place to me for some reason..

Whitney

Ok you guys I saved my best girl for the last...I lover her. She's the second plus size model with a whole lot of attitude. She is a natural beauty who is confident but it really hasn't been coming out in her photos. I am rooting for her...I don't know if there is a spot for a plus size model but if there is it would be a battle between Whit and Toccara for me...Tocarra is F-A-B-O...lol

Model Behaviour: America's Next Top Model

America's Next Top Model- Season 8

Ok I am a glorified ANTM junkie...it is very serious oh...I mean no one can reach my while the show is on...I get ANTM fever...hehe...Ok so season 8 started with a bang the girls on this season are really bringing it. There are 2 plus size models and of course the one girl that always looks like Tyra...every season there is a particular girl that resembles Tyra who ends up getting kicked off I believe for the only reason she was casted and it is because she looks like Tyra anyway that's my opinion... Well we are up to the 4th episode but I won't dish to much because I think it comes on a bit later in the UK....so I'll just dish about the contestants and what I feel about them...

Brittany

Ok this chick isn't the prettiest but she takes great pictures...the camera really loves her.

Cassandra

All I have to say about this girl is she is on another level because I have never heard of anyone sew a wig to there head...lol

Diana

Plus size beauty from my neck of the woods...can you say curvylicious.

Dionne

She is one of my favorites... love her...she has a great personality.

Felicia

Graceful Beauty...she's also pretty funny.

Jael

Energetic... I like her!!

Jaslene

Feyierce...( in that throaty ghetto pitch tone)

Kathleen

Bubbly and I love her 'fro

For some reason I can't add anymore pictures and I'm tired so I'll continue tomorrow...I know I know I'm supposed to be a junkie right...oh well

Can someone tell me why?

Why is it that NJ transit always has wiring problems that delay my commute to work in the morning?

Why do Indians talk so damn loud?

Why don't they have my size in stock?...I need those shoes

Why haven't I been able to obtain clear, blemish free skin?

Why can't I get a little time to go thread my eyebrows?...I'm giving cookie monster a run for his money...

Why can't my boss be as useful as he is today everyday?

Why do I feel the urge to shop when I know I shouldn't?

Why can't I get perfect abs?

Why am I asking so many questions?

Why do I love shoes so much?...ok I could care less I just do

Why do people try so hard to impress people they don't like?

Why do people judge before they get a chance to see the person for who they are?

Why do I feel mad sleepy right now?

Why are people so phony?

Why can't he realize I never pay attention to a word he says?

Why do people like to hear themselves speak?

Why don't I just go and shop?!!!

The Man Who Loved Me First

Yesterday marked three years that the most important man in my life went to be with the Lord. I must say the phrase " time heals all wound..." is quite true. I wouldn't say it heals all wounds but it definately does make it better. Yesterday was the first time we all went and felt a sense of peace, thanksgiving, and calm. We didn't cry, we didn't feel pain, we instead felt thanksgiving in our hearts. I am just thankful to God for bringing my family to this point in our lives. That day three years ago, I could not see beyond, I had no idea what the future held, I felt lost, confused, dazed, angry, weak. My worst nightmare of losing a parent just hit me and it hit me hard. Now as I look back and see how far we have come I thank God. We are healthy, strong and He has done so much in our lives. Not a day goes by that I don't think of my dad. Sometimes when things are quite rough I imagine what it would have been like if he were still here.
He was my hero, he would do anything for his children. He always made us feel like we were the most important people in the world. To him we were his light, his reason to go on....and I loved him. If we asked for something he would do anything in his power to get it for us, he spoiled us...I remember when we were alot younger he would gives us five bucks each time we laid our beds...hehe. I am thankful for the sweet memories I have of my daddy. I thank God I was lucky enough to have him as my father. I will continue to do whatever I can to make him proud. I want to do great things and dedicate them to his memory...I always felt safe when he was around, he was my knight in shining armour. Tears are welling up now not because I am sad but because I am touched by his undying love for us his family. The day he died I had that last chance to say "I love you" in that special way that only we had it was like our own little secret handshake...
Everyone knew him for one specific characteristic..." he was a gentle man..."
He was big and intimidating when you first met him but he was my "gentle giant"...he always appreciated the little things we did, even when I thought it would go unnoticed...I loved him and I still do... he was the first man to love me and he was the first man I ever loved. It pains me sometimes when I feel he should be here to see things I have accomplished, but I know he is with me in spirit. It brings tears to my eyes to think he won't be there to walk me down the aisle when I eventually get married, but I know he will be by my side.
To the people who have kept me and my family in mind, and who called yesterday or sent me a message I appreciate you guys and I love you loads...I thank God for friends like you and I pray that God will bless you and your families abundantly.
To the man who loved me first you are gone but never forgotten, I love you and always will...

Tops...

Big Dreams!!!

I watched the special last night and I was completely touched by all of these girls stories. I was in tears...it's just so amazing how strong these young woman are. They all exude a sense of eloquence and maturity. It just goes to show that when bad things happen it is very tough to move on but it is not impossible. I applaud Oprah on this major achievement and I am so happy she is utilizing her resources to touch lives. We were introduced to six girls that have had it bad in their lives so far but things are destined to change now that they have this one in a lifetime oppurtunity. They have such big dreams, that by any means neccessary are attainable with hard work and dedication, when something like this happens in someone's life you feel a sense that anything is truly possible.
I fell in love with Sade, Megan, Thando, Zodwa, Lesego, and Mahlatse...their smiles lit a light in my heart. After all they have gone through they still find reason to smile and play like little girls, but at the same time they are like little grown ups. Zodwa wants to show what "girl power" really is. Megan and Sade are sisters who lost both parents when the father shot their mother right in front of them and pulled the gun on himself. Zodwa lost her mom to AIDS, she was so close to her mom, Thando'd grandmother is her primary caretaker who cleans houses and sometimes has to borrow money just to cover her granddaughter's school fees. It touched my hear when Thando said sometimes she feels she is a burden on her grandmother, she is such a self less human being and she wants to become the president of South Africa. Lesego and Mahlatse live in the roughest areas in South Africa and are always in fear that they will be the next victims of rape, abuse and other heinous crimes.
I shed tears for these beautiful young woman not because I feel sorry for them but because with everything they have been forced to endure they are still happy and are extremely grateful for something this grand to happen to them. I wish them all luck and hopefully they will grow up to achieve all they can be and help other young women in the future. Now if that's not "girl power" I don't know what is...

All Things Are Possible!!!

When I heard that Jennifer Hudson was going to be the first African- American women to grace to cover of Vogue magazine...I was extremely happy. I'm mean you would have thought I was going to be on the cover. I just thought hey if I feel this way I wonder how she must feel.
I could imagine how she felt being booted off of American Idol not because she didn't have the talent, poise or class, but because she didn't fit the "image" the music industry believes will sell records. I can imagine how she felt when you have given your best and it goes unnoticed because they want a particular look. Imagine wanting something so bad and knowing that you have all it takes and for the door to just shut right in your face.
Well thank God for the oppurtunity of a lifetime that was found in her upcoming role in
"Dreamgirls"...which I must say was a stellar performance. I am so happy for her....it's amazing how many nominations she has gotten and I have watched both the Golden Globes and The Screen Actors Guild awards...and I felt like it was my sister that was going up to the podium to accept her award...I loved when she said..." you don't know what this does for my confidence" and now she Jennifer Hudson is the first black woman on the cover of Vogue...not Beyonce, not Halle Berry but Jennifer Hudson... I can imagine how it feels to make that kind of history.
This is for any one out there who has felt less than beautiful, for any one who has tried their hardest only to be shunned by people who could care less. This shows that with hard work, determination and by the grace of God anything can happen. Too many people waste their time, talent and energy trying to 'fit in" and the most admirable thing anyone can do is pretty simple just be true to yourself and everything else falls in place. Trust in God and He has promised " that no eyes have heard, yet no eyes have seen what He has in store for us all..."

Tug of War between Louis and The 'E" Train

This winter has been extremely brutal and having to commute in it is like preparing for boot camp...Well lately I have been so tired that most mornings I have to basically "pry" myself out the bed. This very morning was nothing different but I was determined to make it out of my apartment in time. I must say I did pretty well, I showered, selected what to wear, ironed, and packed my lunch in like 50 minutes, with my standards this was pretty damn good.
So anyway I bundled up and was off. I hopped on what must have been the slowest bus to date since I started commuting, anyway I made it just in time to catch the train to the penn station. For some reason my metro card was nowhere to be found so I had to quickly get a new one, as soon as I swiped my card there was an 'E' train about to pull off, so I did the jump, skip, hop, and run manuever to squeeze my self into the train...pheewwww I made it, but there was a problem, my bag was caught in the tight- lock grip of the train doors. I tried pulling but the bag wouldn't budge...."oh no" was all I kept saying to myself in my head, some guy to my left was helping me pull, a girl on my right was helping me as well...all three of us were pulling like no man's business. Outside was an annoying subway patrol saying " Get that Louis in the train" he kept saying it over and over and over...I wasn't paying any attention to him. My main focus was to save my precious bag from this silly train...now remember I am holding the train up because the train will not move unless all doors are closed...so I could feel eyes penetrating a myriad of holes in the back of my head, but I did not care my bag was in danger!!! At long last I was able to give a final jerk and the bag came through....boy was I happy!! Surprisingly I was not embarrased at all just happy I was able to get my bag...and wouldn't you know the bag retained its shape despite the brutality it had just endured...that gives me another reason why I am basically sold to LV bags... :)