tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78281193154432934042024-03-05T19:41:27.292-06:00Just Be Random"When you become comfortable with uncertainty, infinite possibilities open up your life." A New Earth by Eckhart Tollenista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.comBlogger152125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-40369605565657454952011-10-08T20:00:00.003-05:002011-10-30T21:11:38.022-05:00M.I.A.<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Omg</span></span>, it's almost been a whole, freaking year since I've visited this place! My, oh my, how time does fly... to think, I honestly hadn't had a single thing to say all year... honestly, I really hadn't... this year has been full of revelation & observation, sprinkled w/ a few obnoxious demonstrations of who <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">EKM</span></span> really is... <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">LOL</span></span>... I laugh, but it's true... I've learned <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">sooooooo</span></span> much about myself this year... one of the main lessons, & what brought me back to this familiar place, is my ability to "live out loud." I believe that's the Oxygen channel's slogan... funny.<br /><br />For most of my life, I kept my mouth closed... I mean, I didn't have a single thing to say. I was often-times too shy or unprepared to really share my opinion. Not to mention, both sides of my family are Southern, so the primary rules to follow were, 1. respect your elders (which if I really think about it, I hardly ever did; whole-<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">heartedly</span></span> anyway), 2. don't try to get involved in grown-folk's conversation, & 3. only speak when you're spoken to. So basically, I grew up restricted by rules that didn't allow me to speak my mind... fair enough; I followed those rules for about 27 or 28 years... BUT, that time is finally OVER!!<br /><br />Unlike my extremely small group of friends, no one in my family knew that I'd always been an obnoxious, opinionated, arrogant, argumentative, passionate person. They had no freaking idea... <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">LOL</span></span>... some probably did, but certainly not the elders... that's fine, b/c the secret is now totally out. Ironically, until this year, I had no idea where this out-spoken little demon came from. After a lot of soul-searching & observation, I realized that I'd never been given a choice in the matter... what do I mean by that?<br /><br />Picture this scenario, a strong-willed, compassionate, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">opinionated</span> young girl meets a strong-willed, arrogant, intelligent, opinionated young man... these two young people are the product of long, long, long lines of other strong-willed, opinionated, & stubborn people. Those two young people are my parents... my parents... who would never reached marriage b/c they were both so strong-willed & stubborn that neither of them ever wanted to lose control in a romantic relationship... b/c they never wanted to relinquish their dreams @ the expense of what anyone else believed. SO, I ask you, how is a precious, premature, baby girl EVER supposed to be anything outside of a strong-willed, opinionated, stubborn young woman? As I've come to say, I was beaten over the head w/ the stubborn & opinionated genes... I never stood a chance.<br /><br />What's most ironic & frightening is that of that long line of strong personalities, my mother's mother is the main culprit. For so long, both my mother & I wished that we never became like my grandmother. There was a time when I believed that my grandmother was the most bitter & unhappy person that I'd ever met. But, that changed this year b/c I learned that while I do still wish that my grandmother would allow some happiness & excitement in her life, she ONLY says what everyone else is thinking... you ever met a person like that... a person that says the most inappropriate things @ some of the most inappropriate times... that's my lovely grandmother... she "tells it like it is," as people say. & the only thing inappropriate about most of the things that she says is the uncomfortable feeling that those things produce... grant it, she's not the Dali Lama... she is wrong sometimes, but most times, she's right on point. & what I've learned in my journey of self-discovery is that most people are just totally, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">un</span></span>-freaking comfortable w/ the truth... & it is the most annoying thing, to me, about this life.<br /><br />28 & 29 have been so good to me... I've learned <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">EKM</span></span> better than I've ever known her before. I've gotten comfy w/ "the girl inside my head." She's still there... fighting to be relevant & try new things & accomplish new goals... she's probably the only thing that keeps me sane & motivated. But, in my life, nothing ever happens over night, so she & I both have had to learn an important lesson from a thing called patience... & another more subtle thing called <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">perseverance</span> a.k.a determination. So, while I hadn't cleared every item on my bucket list, I'm tackling one or two things @ a time, knowing that I may not see instant results... & that's <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">ok</span></span>.<br /><br />I'm not sure how many people feel this way, but for me, I look @ <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">EKM</span></span> before 28, & <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">ooooooooooooooo</span></span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">weeeeeeeeeeeeeee</span></span>, what a mess... I mean, you've read the blogs... <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error">LOL</span></span>... I was a mess! You know what, I still am... I've just learned to function as a "controlled mess!" Seriously... I've learned to keep moving after a major mishap or mistake. I've also learned that most of my mishaps & mistakes have occurred in front of an audience of the people that I love most... & I don't mind it one bit b/c the more I learn about <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error">EKM</span> in front of those people, the more prepared & better we are after those lessons.<br /><br />Death has a way of putting things into perspective... Hearing of death used to make me want to go out & do all these philanthropic deeds... & while I still do get that feeling (I'm not completely dead inside), death has introduced another perspective to my life... the passing of Steve Jobs brought me to that point. I must admit, I'm not a huge fan of Apple... as a matter of fact, I own an <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error">iPad</span>, but I FREAKING HATE THE <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error">IPAD</span>... what did I just say... yes, I FREAKING HATE THE <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error">IPAD</span>. Would you like to know why? Ironically, a couple years ago I read a horoscope that said that <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error">Aquarians</span> are naturally drawn to technology... <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error">umm</span>, hello God, are you there... it's me, Erika... I HATE TECHNOLOGY!! What's wrong w/ me... <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error">LOL</span>. I don't completely hate technology, but again, I'm not a fan of the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error">iPad</span>, & I don't get excited by new gadgets & <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error">gizmos</span>. I own gadgets & <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error">gizmos</span>, but there's a serious love-hate relationship w/ them. But, I outright hate the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error">iPad</span>. I hate the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error">iPad</span> b/c you can't have multiple browsers open @ once, there's no keyboard, & it doesn't use Adobe flash player... earth to Apple, if you're going to create devices that don't support Adobe flash player, would you please hurry up & create a freaking software that's comparable that the millions of websites that run on Adobe can use??? Please & thank you... so there, now you understand my disdain for the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error">iPad</span>. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error">Inspite</span> of all that, I freaking admire the hell out of Steve Jobs... why??? B/c he was the greatest innovator of my time... the technological & marketing advances that he introduced has yet to be fully duplicated... Google has come extremely close, but the Google execs will probably never enjoy the mystic of Steve Jobs & Apple. & what I love most about Steve Jobs is that this geeky, ordinary looking man was the biggest, arrogant, asshole that anyone could imagine. He didn't wait for people to understand his ideas & visions, he just implemented them & waited for everyone else to catch up.<br /><br />Similarly, I've always had the feeling that my ideas/beliefs were too simple, yet most of the time, it appears that people have not caught on to these thoughts. This often causes me to wonder if I'm too stupid to understand some other form of logic, or if the world has become so consumed w/ the complicated that it's abandoned the simple... I've come to believe the latter. I'm not sure if I'll ever have some innovative invention or business, but what I am sure of is that although I'm technically behind in the game, I'm still right where I should be in the journey to my destiny. That statement sounded <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">confusing</span>, didn't it... What I mean is that some people have raw talent, but that talent has to be developed & controlled before the person is fully capable of using it. I firmly believe that I have the gift of discernment, & I believe that it will be this gift that will provide immeasurable happiness & success in the future. Success doesn't happen overnight, so for the time being, I'm happy to take each opportunity & lesson, & put them in my back pocket for my future callings... & yes, that even includes my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">occasional</span> obnoxious, inappropriate outbursts :).nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-57453150335476755992010-12-15T20:16:00.004-06:002010-12-15T22:15:43.412-06:00So, What's Next...I'm not sure if it's rejuvenation or a classic example of my ADD tendencies, but this new career opportunity has me energized & eager to pursue other things that I've been longing to pursue. But, this... rekindled desire... has more to do w/ <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">necessity</span> than starry-eyed dreams & aspirations. What is it, you ask... well, I want to learn how to sew. Perhaps, I've previously mentioned that, but as you know by now, I usually have the same <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">playlist</span> on repeat. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Anywho</span>, this need directly relates to the fact that I'm currently in debt (not much, but enough to curb my shopping habits) & can't afford to invest in the quality brands/clothes that I'm most often attracted to. Not to mention, most of the merchandise isn't worth the asking price.<br /><br />& this desire has nothing to do w/ anyone else... it has nothing to do w/ me attempting to provide a fabulous product to the masses... to orchestrate fashion shows. I don't care about the current trends. I just want to be able to express my love for fashion & playing dress-up while still saving money... how hard is that? Not to mention, I want full control of my buying experience.<br /><br />However, there are significant investments required for such a task... purchasing a sewing machine, paying for classes, purchasing design equipment & fabrics... & how would I have time to pursue this when I'm just beginning a new career, trying to study, sit for, & pass the CPA exam w/in the next year, enrolling in graduate school... not to mention, I'm supposed to attempt to have a spiritual, love, & social life <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">thru</span> all of this madness... it all sounds exciting b/c I know that I'm up for the challenge; however, realistically, I know that one of those things will inevitably fall by the wayside for no other reason than lack of time. Maybe, I could squeeze in some time on the weekends... amongst my volunteer & social-life commitments... *sigh*... I most certainly don't want to get in over my head, nor do I want to exhibit typical "Erika" behavior by becoming involved in a gazillion things only to quit half of them before I've even begun... but, I want it all & I want it all NOW!<br /><br />I guess I'm so drawn to this project b/c it makes sense... I don't know, I will figure it out & get it done... somehow. This one may have to wait a couple months... maybe once I get a few sections of the CPA exam passed... since there will be a lag in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">between</span> submitting my application for graduate school, being accepted, & actually beginning coursework...<br /><br />Whew, one thing's for sure... 2011 is looking to be a pretty busy year.nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-55646172545624013662010-12-14T20:12:00.002-06:002010-12-14T20:30:16.882-06:00New BeginningsI think I've complained on here more than I've expressed joy... BUT... I finally have some good news to report. On Monday, I will start the next chapter of my life... the next chapter in my career... yes, yes, yes... I have a new job! *sigh* It's still accounting, but the business is far more interesting than most of the industries that I've had exposure to, in the past couple years. & the location is <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">soooooooooo</span> swank, it almost compares to having a fabulous career in NYC... I said almost!<br /><br />BUT... not so fast... there is one thing that has me shaking in my boots... I will have to manage 2 people... yikes!! I don't have any doubt that I will be successful in all aspects of this position; however, I'm a little concerned about the learning curve... like, how long will it take me to get comfortable in my new position, especially the management side.<br /><br />Another thing that I'm a little concerned about is the fact that it will be so easy for me to convert back to my aloof, dissatisfied, ADD self. This position... this chapter of my life... is going to require more commitment & time management than I've ever had to offer. & I'm extremely determined not to fail & not to revert back to my old, ineffective habits. As I've often complained about, I've been extremely dissatisfied w/ the past couple years of my life. & I finally believe that I have an honest chance to change & find the satisfaction/success that I've been longing for... & it's ALL in my control as of this moment. If I don't choose to go up, from here, then I may never reach the level that I long for. So, it's time to tighten up my boot straps & get to work.<br /><br />A change has finally come...nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-63694202556452560902010-12-11T22:08:00.002-06:002010-12-11T22:17:03.597-06:00Things. Working. Together.Another mini-hiatus... but, I've been a busy bee... thankful that things are finally starting to come together & make sense... details coming soon...nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-69809521365229214662010-11-24T16:15:00.004-06:002010-11-24T20:08:22.585-06:00Eat, Pray, LoveI love watching films that inspire me to want to do & see something different. However, it's a little depressing sometimes b/c I'm not yet able to take the year-long, personal <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">journeys</span> that are usually showcased in such films. "Eat, Pray, Love" was no different.<br /><br />Not wanting to be depressed about all places that I couldn't go, I decided to find beauty in the place where I currently resided. B/c I spent most of my life in the extra <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">dreary</span> city of Detroit, I love the fact that Houston's weather is the exact opposite. Though most people can't tolerate the humidity, & sometimes neither can I, the sunny weather does wonders for my mood. I love the fact that I can throw on a sundress & flip-flops in the middle of October... as if I were living on an exotic island. & sometimes, I forget to take the gift in & really appreciate it.<br /><br />But, as it specifically relates to the themes of "Eat, Pray, Love," I have been trying to focus on my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">journeys</span> in those 3 areas, especially pray & love. Like Liz, the main character, I've long suffered from <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">overthought</span>... I think, & think, & think... which is really nothing more than worry, worry, worry. However, as I believe I've mentioned before, I've recently learned how to "just be" & shut off the incessant thinking. I still have my moments; however, I've definitely noticed significant <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">improvement</span>. & since I've gained more control of my thoughts & being, I've also reconnected w/ God's spirit w/in me. It's been nice to share some of my thoughts & burdens w/ Him, & also knowing that <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">thru</span> the reconnection, I will discover my purpose.<br /><br />Something that I've recently learned/rediscovered about love is the power of & need for relationships. It is so important to build meaningful relationships in all aspects of life. It's also important to do what's necessary to maintain those relationships. & there's so much enjoyment in making a conscious effort to involve various people in my life as well as trying to find ways to ensure that they're aware of how much I value their presence.<br /><br />I think I've enjoyed or @ least indulged in enough eating to not have to work on that journey. I suppose my next journey is finding the right balance in diet & exercise so that I'm able to sustain a healthy & meaningful life. & Though I'm not yet able to explore my journey in an exotic backdrop, my current surroundings aren't too shabby. & I'm quite sure that every profound principle that I'd discover in the exotic, can also be discovered in the simple.<br /><br />Eat... pray... love... that may be all I need.nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-76100124672477367562010-11-17T03:50:00.000-06:002010-11-17T04:24:09.336-06:00Insomniac MontageFor the record, I chose that title b/c as you'll read, below, I'm suffering from insomnia tonight, & I wrote about quite a few topics, so I had no idea what to title this damn thing hence montage.<br /><br />I have a terrible case of insomnia. I'd fallen asleep around 11pm, but knew that tonight wouldn't be a good night for beauty rest. I was trying out a gumbo recipe & couldn't get the roux right, which severely pissed me off, especially since I've made roux before. But, I don't know if it was b/c I was tired or in a rush... whatever it was, the cooking gods were not smiling down on me. & what was even more frustrating is that I'm trying to cease the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">frivolous</span> spending, especially on food, but now I have no choice but to spend money on lunch for the 3rd day in a row :(.<br /><br />During nights like this, I wish I could just go to 24 & release all of my aggression on an elliptical or treadmill machine. However, I'm severely frightened about leaving my house during the "wee" hours of the night b/c nothing good every happens during this time. & it would be just my luck that I get snatched up by some deranged criminal all b/c I needed to release some steam @ 4am.<br /><br />So, what's been keeping me up all night? Decisions, decisions, decisions... & waiting, waiting, waiting. I'm not a patient person by any means, nor am I very optimistic. I pride myself on being as realistic as possible; however, most times the realism turns into negative thinking. As I'm sure I've shared before, I often wonder if it would be more beneficial for me to be more optimistic. However, each time that I try, it feels awkward & forced, & that little voice in my head always finds a valid reason for why optimism should be thrown out the window. So, am I causing myself more harm than good??? I don't know. & I suppose to put forth the effort in trying, would be a step outside the old, tattered, brown box.<br /><br />But, how dare I think that what I want to happen will really happen... does that even work, or does that produce the delusional souls that I, so often, encounter. I don't know.<br /><br />I heard someone use that cliche phrase about how the race isn't won by the swift... blah, blah, blah... I suppose this thing is called "journey" for a reason b/c every time something pushes you down & makes you fall, you have to dust your old, tired knees off & get back up again... But, I'm tired... can't I sit out this one lap?! Quite honestly, I've sat out for several laps over the years... I'm the runner that approached the track w/ a slow & steady pace... opting for stamina, or pure laziness, over speed & flare. However, all the other runners have left me in the wind, & while I guess I've enjoyed the scenery, I didn't enter this damn thing just to see some damn scenery...<br /><br />Yep, this was a montage... just like that damn gumbo.nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-19328262083813572922010-11-11T08:55:00.001-06:002010-11-11T15:38:39.068-06:00Please Exit Stage Left<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2k3zbDyQsNGWIjLfBq_JTA2smnJdd1HsMTyhaR23UhcVQPSDkrcnhNf9DWJHsymKDuyKzlUpmEz8lPHk6v4IoieyhUmkThCWeNUOd70dHQUJ02ROXKPuDxUSNj60kDr1oqMRXQLCYDls/s1600/pencil+skirt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538409582846623042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2k3zbDyQsNGWIjLfBq_JTA2smnJdd1HsMTyhaR23UhcVQPSDkrcnhNf9DWJHsymKDuyKzlUpmEz8lPHk6v4IoieyhUmkThCWeNUOd70dHQUJ02ROXKPuDxUSNj60kDr1oqMRXQLCYDls/s320/pencil+skirt.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div>Wardrobe malfunctions are the worst, & unfortunately, I've had my fair share of them... my hips usually being the culprit. As much as I love my womanly, curvaceous figure, these bad boys have done damage to many a skirt & pair of slacks. & today is one of those days that could be another blunder... I decided to wear this pencil skirt that I purchased about a year ago... now given my history w/ pencil skirts, I probably shouldn't purchase them anymore. As much as they're a staple item amongst the fashion experts, I've come to believe that the industry is extremely out of touch w/ the figures of real women. For me, wearing a pencil skirt is almost as dreadful as wearing a pair of wretched stilettos from Aldo! & I've tried several variations... w/ stretch, which I thought would be more forgiving, & also w/o stretch. But, no matter the fabric, my hips & butt will always find a way to burst right out of this death-confining garment. So, this may be my last <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">hurrah</span> w/ pencil skirts. As they say, "everything isn't for every body."</div>nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-848636760177170262010-11-10T16:01:00.000-06:002010-11-10T16:44:21.964-06:00The Chosen One<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMIJ-3v8pHkxnH7KDvtjExuVgw4k0QNQayQNa80H7Of_TKk5fenSoxVXBGsxBBR0F74ccvgKdeFUGaDShDpQFNpJZbkRqFu8PCaD3KdXWEp6fC4Mt4RTwY1jnl83Sqi57Z6ueZn0KAK2s/s1600/Deale-Aldo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538055477685469266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMIJ-3v8pHkxnH7KDvtjExuVgw4k0QNQayQNa80H7Of_TKk5fenSoxVXBGsxBBR0F74ccvgKdeFUGaDShDpQFNpJZbkRqFu8PCaD3KdXWEp6fC4Mt4RTwY1jnl83Sqi57Z6ueZn0KAK2s/s320/Deale-Aldo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Boot shopping for me is like the average person shopping for a house... & while I am a home-owner, I think I've spent more time searching for this particular style of boot, & boots in general, than I did searching for my home. The most common problem that I encounter is that there are a very select number of designers that will make the boot shaft large enough to fit my curvaceous calves. For a long time, this simply didn't exist, so it was years before I owned my first pair of mid-calf boots... which ironically were purchased from Nine West (see previous post for inside joke :)). So, in the past couple boot seasons, the over-the-knee boot has become outrageously popular, & it has taken me approximately a year or more to find one that would not only fit over my curvaceous calves but also my curvaceous knees... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">LOL</span>! So, this one by Aldo pictured here, my friends, is the chosen one, & MUST be had ASAP...<br /><div></div><br /><div>My only, sincere reservation in purchasing this lovely boot is that Aldo is infamously known for creating the most uncomfortable, cheaply-made, overpriced footwear known to man... Case in point, I purchased a delicious pair of pointy-toed, stiletto, black patent leather pumps from Aldo, for about $100 (not too expensive, but also not worth it given the following story) approximately 4 years ago. Now being that I have a healthy shoe collection, these pumps were not worn on a regular basis. I'd estimate their usage to be 4 times per month over the course of the 3or 4 years that I owned them; probably much less. So, sometime last year, I noticed that either the soles or heels (I can't remember which one, right now) of the shoes were somewhat unsteady... meaning it felt like that part of the shoes would split in half @ any moment. But, being that I didn't wear them that often, I didn't believe that it would actually happen & hardly remembered the issue when I pulled them out for wear earlier this year. But, sure enough, no more than 30 minutes after I'd arrived @ work that day, I felt the shoes slightly, not fully, break. Luckily, I had a pair of flats in my car that I quickly retrieved; however, unfortunately I had to walk around the rest of the day w/ extremely long slacks folded up b/c I had to switch to the flats... a rather tacky look. So, I've since retired those shoes, & haven't decided if I'll invest in having them repaired, which I'm famously known for... example being that I spent $30 for re-enforced soles for a pair of booties that I purchased from Forever 21 for around $25... yes, I loved those shoes that much! Another example of Aldo's wretched footwear is a pair of peep-toe, ankle boots that I purchased about a year ago... lovely, sexy little darlings... but, when I tell you that those boots signify foot-murder, I MEAN IT! The sheer thought of those boots makes me want to cry... I don't know when I'll ever wear them again! It would have to be for an event that entails extensive sitting!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>So, I must, must, must think <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">loooooooong</span> & hard before I invest in these lovely creations. & @ $250, they're not exactly a cheap buy, though I have paid much, much more for the object of my affection in the past. But, I'm a firm believer in cost-benefit analysis where boots are concerned. I don't mind the cost to invest b/c I know that they will be w/ me for many, many, many seasons to come. </div>nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-85505110793728021082010-11-10T14:05:00.000-06:002010-11-10T16:47:10.136-06:00Pure Greed<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO8BrZzxLPLJx5u_urdMs6DZj1adSwkQbFWTyFmH875ZijLUSPuxj_aZV32MrSCkeQVimfmupd5Arh3Jb20txukTlgDXhi_F7loArUdjFqYyD_imroIA4aIczjXtPWVv09sGBnxhvpig8/s1600/Izah-Ninewest.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538014803381300578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO8BrZzxLPLJx5u_urdMs6DZj1adSwkQbFWTyFmH875ZijLUSPuxj_aZV32MrSCkeQVimfmupd5Arh3Jb20txukTlgDXhi_F7loArUdjFqYyD_imroIA4aIczjXtPWVv09sGBnxhvpig8/s320/Izah-Ninewest.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqUskA_iK5edQebyyMKoR2GcwZuzlBL4aRG7csWB-EpXCATwKv_Ok21wgDqQmjV1y-y27a9KE-pF6eQM2qXyVkX9FQOqszB4Zcs_EwphJY4n1APbiDjHy7pgedT6EgaDr4za3r1blTp_A/s1600/IIana-Guess.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538014802801357746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqUskA_iK5edQebyyMKoR2GcwZuzlBL4aRG7csWB-EpXCATwKv_Ok21wgDqQmjV1y-y27a9KE-pF6eQM2qXyVkX9FQOqszB4Zcs_EwphJY4n1APbiDjHy7pgedT6EgaDr4za3r1blTp_A/s320/IIana-Guess.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div>Let the season begin... boot season, that is! If boots were food, I'd completely be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ok</span> w/ being overweight for the sake of my affection for this perfect creation... so versatile... so eye-catching, even in its simplest form... w/ the exception of a pair from Aldo, & the ones that I previously posted, these should round out my purchases for this year's boot season. I'm not exactly sure if booties are still "in" according to the fashion experts, but I'm not a particular fan of booties anyhow, & have yet to discover an eye-catching pair for this season. </div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div>I will never forget an episode of "Will & Grace" in which Grace's assistant (her name slips my mind, presently) ridiculed Grace for wearing shoes from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Nine West</span>. & for the longest time, I felt a bit ashamed of my closet full of purchases from the store. But, as the years have gone by, I can't stop professing my love for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Nine West</span>. They're not always my first choice, but w/ each new season of trends, I can always rely on them to produce the most wearer-friendly version on the market... case in point are the newly-discovered gems pictured @ the very top. The style is a classic that can translate into any new season of trends... perfectly trendy in a safe sort of way... which is what <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Nine West</span> is known for, in my mind... I'll never forget that after hearing the criticism of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Nine West</span> on the show, I quickly tried to turn to the higher-end footwear, fashion houses, & was both sadly & happily informed that the sheer discomfort that is produced in a $300-$500 pair of Jimmy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Choo's</span>, Christian <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Louboutin's</span>, & Stuart <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Weitzman's</span> is enough to keep <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Nine West</span> as a mainstay in my footwear collection for years to come... which ultimately saves me time, money, & any embarrassment in sporting the semi-knockoffs that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Nine West</span> produces. The minute that I tried on shoes created by each of those designers, it wasn't luxury, quality, or superiority that I felt, but discomfort. & I've since ignored most of their design efforts as if they were rejects produced by <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Payless</span>.</div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div>As an after-thought: the second pair, shown above, are by Marciano... they're an option, but I think my craving is stronger for the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Nine West</span> version... happy shopping, people!<br /><br /></div><div></div>nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-57010476312570185152010-11-09T15:41:00.000-06:002010-11-09T15:59:01.758-06:00Cravings<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSnY4yel2qlHOoapnnN8bJgM3bQ0HJ5UefyqQ8lm0FJRdyErbN6sdP5AqcjB80VrZF4pZzwwcubbBx2UTd-yLzOVD99vt57MjbpXhVTMfWhYowxLP8bAT3wZUVCMJDcohMrWd033xNVSE/s1600/Ugg+Boots.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537671144031722370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSnY4yel2qlHOoapnnN8bJgM3bQ0HJ5UefyqQ8lm0FJRdyErbN6sdP5AqcjB80VrZF4pZzwwcubbBx2UTd-yLzOVD99vt57MjbpXhVTMfWhYowxLP8bAT3wZUVCMJDcohMrWd033xNVSE/s320/Ugg+Boots.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3FUuINPA_K7mE15Q_wY9_SFqz15cje1AKCjwNx0o7Im4t5H3g-rUcKKWPzyWBJ9NI4g-pyKKqpQ4fbOfs1oy02yQnGH2Ihn9Ze-3XTwheSfZBL3Z_bOxmdqep97LsgdTu4GLwLJ5UDus/s1600/Frye+Boots.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537671139248509522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3FUuINPA_K7mE15Q_wY9_SFqz15cje1AKCjwNx0o7Im4t5H3g-rUcKKWPzyWBJ9NI4g-pyKKqpQ4fbOfs1oy02yQnGH2Ihn9Ze-3XTwheSfZBL3Z_bOxmdqep97LsgdTu4GLwLJ5UDus/s320/Frye+Boots.jpg" border="0" /></a>Nope, not food! I'm seriously craving some riding boots... & the two that have featured here are extremely yummy... to me! They look kind of similar, huh?! Ah, but it's all in the minor details. The 1st pair is by <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ugg</span>, whom I've never really paid attention to b/c of those gawd-awful fuzzy boots that put them on the map, & the 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">nd</span> pair is by Frye, whom I absolutely love but can never afford... these bad boys are about $400, I think... *sigh*...Yes, I already have a pair or two... BUT, so what! I absolutely love them w/ dresses & skirts.nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-42592699370263022082010-11-09T15:28:00.000-06:002010-11-09T15:32:38.345-06:00Vintage<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIWvUXqlerSFy15Mrx9Sft-GmoVaEwX4XJPNF5KcOs8n8XHMtVKfH3bDf93pPT662NqvWwBT0h1q2HW4c7SFbJL9QfhHcszjjyM-6i80D5pGThdniw-pP0xoP3KBqT5BRQKDze6IwLnhI/s1600/GWYNETH-PALTROW.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537665943227476978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIWvUXqlerSFy15Mrx9Sft-GmoVaEwX4XJPNF5KcOs8n8XHMtVKfH3bDf93pPT662NqvWwBT0h1q2HW4c7SFbJL9QfhHcszjjyM-6i80D5pGThdniw-pP0xoP3KBqT5BRQKDze6IwLnhI/s320/GWYNETH-PALTROW.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div>I'm a sucker for a dainty, vintage silhouette... I love this look!</div>nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-10127557850122166142010-11-09T15:22:00.000-06:002010-11-09T15:28:08.252-06:00Summary... Please!I can't believe that I wrote all that in that last post! I think I said too much & not enough @ the same time... the moral of the story is that I think the education system should focus on career choices & training. After the 8<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> grade, children should be required to start learning & forming some idea of what the work-force entails... what opportunities & occupations are available, & how to obtain them. The system that we have now has essentially created a workforce full of robots. There's hardly ever a sense of independence & innovation. I think that a new system would benefit everyone b/c it will allow children & young adults to determine if they want to become the average US worker, or something more inventive & unconventional... that is all... in a nutshell!nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-91838396068798634192010-11-08T18:39:00.000-06:002010-11-09T11:34:13.027-06:00System Overload....I HATE SYSTEMS... not to be confused w/ structure... I really do hate systems. & this is pure E-logic right now, but I think that the difference between a system & structure is the fact that structure is necessary... to me, structure is law & order, to an extent... & a system can fall into the realm of structure, but systems can be changed & augmented to better fit w/in a given structure... There is a certain business structure that exists that will tell a person how to start a business, how to raise capital for a business, etc... & w/in this structure is several systems that are used... a hiring system, an IT system, an accounting system... all of these things can be changed to fit the needs of a particular business, but no one can change the fundamental structure of business that says that some sort of system needs to be in place for a given function.<br /><br />I spent the day being severely agitated by systems... hiring systems, evaluation systems... I could go on & on. Mostly, I hate these systems b/c I believe them to be ineffective & a complete waste of time. Most employers have implemented various personality & reasoning tests to differentiate between applicants. First of all, I thought I could stop taking tests when I earned my damn degree. Second of all, I would really like to sit down w/ the developer of these tests to understand the significance of these tests b/c to me, it seems like they're just duplicating the robotic system of college... a system where you can get by if you know how to take a test.<br /><br />I don't know... I suppose I could understand both sides of the argument... I can understand trying to assess <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">someone's</span> reasoning capabilities; however, if a company's Human Resources personnel aren't competent enough to judge <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">someone's</span> personality then perhaps the company should hire new personnel. I know, I know... the argument is probably that of: people try to tailor their personalities to what they believe the company is looking for & what the position might require... well hell, maybe the company should hire a psychic... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">LOL</span>! Seriously, it really isn't that hard to discern <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">someone's</span> personality, a resume is a resume... the information is there, so one should be able to access the success levels that a person has achieved in previous positions, & also how well his/her personality will blend w/ the rest of the department/team.<br /><br />Hiring isn't a science... there is no right or wrong person in the sense that a company could hire a person that has extensive experience in its industry, but that person still may not do well in the position... an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">under experienced</span> person may do far better.<br /><br />But, I seriously digress... I think that my real gripe is w/ the education system. By no means, would I blame this system for any of my failures, but I do look back & realize all of the missed opportunities, & lack of communication & preparation. First of all, I wish there were some sort of system for children, like me, that fall <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">thru</span> the cracks... not that I'm the product of some unfortunate environment, but I believe that all these movements of children that join this cult & that gang... & all these <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">emo</span> & punk-rock groups... these are the lost souls... These are the children that usually have absolutely no freaking idea where they belong & what they want to do w/ their lives... I was fortunate to not be lost enough to join an outrageous group, but I had no freaking idea what I wanted to be in life.<br /><br />I realize that some schools have all sorts of personality test that can tell you what you should be in life... I think I even took one... I can't remember what it said... something artsy & liberal, I suppose... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">LOL</span>! & maybe that was my biggest mistake in not taking heed. & maybe all these words are useless b/c I can't complain b/c I didn't listen. Eh... I still have a gripe w/ this system!<br /><br />I somewhat admire the technical schools like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">ITT</span> Technical Institute b/c, based solely on their advertisements, they provide on the job training... the education system needs more of this. Children should be exposed to the various occupations @ an early age. I can't remember any instance of a "career day" occurring during my years in grade school. So, other than teaching & some of the other well-known careers, I had no idea what opportunities & occupations were available, let alone the duties that they entailed.<br /><br /><br />But, I digress, sort of, on that subject as well... what I would really like to know is, especially since I'm basically the product of inner-city/urban/<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">HBCU</span> education systems: what is it like on the other side. How are my Caucasian & Asian counterparts prepared for adulthood & career stardom. It appears that the resources & preparation far exceed that of the systems that I took part in... no, no, no... I'm not one to complain about the unfair advantages that exist amongst the races, but I do wonder... most of all, I wonder why these disparities still exist, & I wonder how I can change them. I don't regret choosing to be a part of the system... maybe it was for a reason... maybe it was so that I could experience it & change it... but, I still wonder... I guess b/c I witness some of the disparities every day... I'm surrounded by people that are products of systems that could probably be considered just under Ivy League (so, I can't imagine what the Ivy League products are really like!) & I don't feel inadequate when compared to them, but I do feel ill-prepared.<br /><br />& perhaps, it could be a personal thing... where I didn't take advantage of certain opportunities & techniques as I should have. I won't completely say that these things didn't exist... maybe I was too lazy & ignorant to seek them out... But, I must say that I do see the advantages that those systems have that mine lacked... for example, internships & on-campus recruiting... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">PPA</span> programs... Don't get me wrong, there were some internship opportunities, but they were somewhat inferior in comparison to what I've witnessed in my current position. Big 4 didn't come to my university... hell, my current firm didn't, & still doesn't.<br /><br />I've blabbed long enough... but, I've said all this to say that I think that outside of the Ivy League, our education system is seriously flawed & lacking. The conventional methods that were once popular & effective, are nearly obsolete now. It's past time for restructuring & an overall system upgrade.nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-21279857346459058472010-11-03T08:20:00.000-05:002010-11-03T16:29:12.773-05:00Voting... the new Dior<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTQfTU6VPLPYZgV8JDpeb8uWa0TEFvFMONE66Ro0Eqkmi7HHGxW8OuTSsppg8nI_bo7e2JGu1dki-xFuUKTGMamiR_HoD7Cq08jriCF2gsSyu7I2tox31Run-O31WEm-SHHcJ0UDCe5t4/s1600/dior.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535326260687179506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTQfTU6VPLPYZgV8JDpeb8uWa0TEFvFMONE66Ro0Eqkmi7HHGxW8OuTSsppg8nI_bo7e2JGu1dki-xFuUKTGMamiR_HoD7Cq08jriCF2gsSyu7I2tox31Run-O31WEm-SHHcJ0UDCe5t4/s320/dior.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPanwO8Ni8giwL41OXYfDovLEyiVPTccRq2B41NIVWp041agG6krSLyo86hKMko7Efxkn9SDhiJ0Fi3kn8t38dCHgK-LmwOSUxx7447wFD3c12hIKc4PYBR1mFFmt2DwUCCSw0sABF7q4/s1600/ivotedsticker.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535325728823093378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPanwO8Ni8giwL41OXYfDovLEyiVPTccRq2B41NIVWp041agG6krSLyo86hKMko7Efxkn9SDhiJ0Fi3kn8t38dCHgK-LmwOSUxx7447wFD3c12hIKc4PYBR1mFFmt2DwUCCSw0sABF7q4/s320/ivotedsticker.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div>So, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">eeeeeeeeeveryone</span> took to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">FB</span> on yesterday to talk about voting. I'm sure that some people were being passionate & genuinely concerned about encouraging people to vote, but unfortunately, some were just trying to be in vogue. Since this past <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">presidential</span> election, voting has ironically become a new trend amongst the younger generations... but, will the trend last??? Well, it did seem to spill over into yesterday's election.<br /><br />However, the sad part is: how much do we really know about each candidate, so are we just voting just be voting? African Americans have long been known for submitting the straight party ticket for democratic candidates. & while it's nice that a lot of us are trying to pay homage to our forefathers for fighting for our voting rights, what good is it to vote for one party? How effective is this type of ballot, & are we contributing to the political problem by only looking @ one side... not to mention, not even knowing what that side really stands for.<br /><br />Now, I'm not one to point a finger w/o realizing that I have 3 of them staring me in the face... so, a quick disclaimer: I did vote. I voted a straight libertarian & democratic ticket. I had no idea who the candidates were, or what they stood for... hell, I was happy to see that I liked the names of some of the people that I chose... LOL... that was cool to me. I had no reason to vote b/c I had no idea what I was doing, BUT... I figured that I should pay my civil & cultural duty to society. & why did I choose libertarian, you might ask... well, b/c I didn't want to be caught in between the republican/democratic war... & the positions in which I did choose a democratic candidate, only had choices from the two main parties. But, I honestly felt like I wasted time by voting & not knowing anything about the candidates... it's like taking communion, knowing that you haven't been committed or obedient to God.<br /><br />Quite honestly, yesterday's election was extremely important, & I wish the media would really highlight each candidate's platform instead of highlighting the bullshit that these candidates were involved in 10 & 20 years ago. But, this election was important b/c these are the people w/ the most influence... the representatives & senators are responsible for passing legislation. The president does have the ultimate say, but the people's connection & voice lie in the House & Senate.<br /><br />I really don't care who's in office... republican, democrat, libertarian, Big Bird, Barney... whomever... I just want problem solvers & leaders. It doesn't matter who solves the problem, just solve it... just do something & stop arguing about the solution, & worrying about who gets credit for it.<br /><br />So, while everyone else wants to walk around w/ their "I voted" stickers like a new Dior bag, & ridicule those that didn't vote as if they're carrying a "knock-off," I don't feel a way about either status b/c what has Dior or any other designer/candidate done for me lately... & what will these people do for me now? All I can worry about, is what I can do for myself. & did voting do anything for me; did it make me feel better about myself... will it do anything for me... I really don't know.</div></div>nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-4030384598631535092010-11-02T13:30:00.000-05:002010-11-03T16:30:37.455-05:00Inaugural Post<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgreMMoQaqP-YXMVknonOQ6kJLb9ECjP1bx-MhY5WS6ULk4B_5KbhNaqZMiFa0nnAhhFkDn9XII4xPAIyblKqwHxChPQe_Quih7PZp7KY_Dh0Z8mEVmVZnoxooZ44X-zlFSJYtmeJY40j4/s1600/EVA-MENDES.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535022667660934626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgreMMoQaqP-YXMVknonOQ6kJLb9ECjP1bx-MhY5WS6ULk4B_5KbhNaqZMiFa0nnAhhFkDn9XII4xPAIyblKqwHxChPQe_Quih7PZp7KY_Dh0Z8mEVmVZnoxooZ44X-zlFSJYtmeJY40j4/s320/EVA-MENDES.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div>So, b/c I'm bored & too tired & sick to study for the CPA exam, I figure that I should do what I said I would do in this here space... I'm still not sure that fashion is the way that I want to go, but it's worth a try.</div><br /><div>So, to start it all off, I chose the easy route of critiquing... & critiquing a celebrity @ that... super easy.</div><br /><div>I'm a huge fan of Eva Mendez... not necessarily her acting abilities, but I do admire her sense of style & willingness to take risks. & while I do actually like the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">flowy</span> silhouette of this dress, I am not a fan of the fringe. I think the fringe hanging off the arm & even @ the bottom of the dress were fine... creative. But, all the extra in the middle, is just overkill & really cheapens the dress. Unfortunately, I don't think she would've escaped, one way or the other, w/o the obvious quilt comparisons... as it does remind me of quilts that my grandmother owned... but, it would've been a lot more tolerable w/o the extra. I'm almost willing to say that the diagonally intersecting, seam pattern is rather annoying as well... not to mention the fact that the designer chose to randomly place the fabric pattern in the middle of her leg... which further cheapens the look of the dress, & highlights the chaos that is this dress.</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div>Eva hardly ever disappoints, me @ least, so hopefully she'll rebound quickly & triumphantly.</div>nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-90374660367770162412010-11-01T16:10:00.000-05:002010-11-01T16:13:28.431-05:00Hmmm...Maybe, I should tinker around w/ fashion blogging... I'm not into fashion as much as I used to be, but it would be an additional escape... other than the other random things that I post on here... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">hmmm</span>... & talking about fashion is like watching TV... it doesn't require much brain power!nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-51821582619110274892010-11-01T15:38:00.000-05:002010-11-01T15:51:56.173-05:001, 2, 3, 4, 5... 6, 7, 8, 9, 10... 11, 12...If you follow the count pattern, you'll realize that it's the rhythm to the numbers song that so many of us grew up hearing on Sesame Street.<br /><br />If you don't already know, I have the worst memory known to man... so, I often repeat the same subjects... simply b/c I can't remember if I did or didn't address them in the past... anyway...<br /><br />I never thought that my life would be surrounded by numbers. As a child, I always dreamt of colors, lights, movement, & various other artistic expressions. But, for the past 10 years, maybe more, my life has been surrounded by numbers. I've excelled in my mathematics since elementary school, & I honestly don't mind those numbers. But now... well, now I have accounting & budgets; professional & personal, that haunt me on a daily basis. So much so, that I fear the thought of numbers... I really do... it sounds nerdy as hell, but right now, mathematics would be a welcomed release for me... I keep thinking that I should just go ahead & teach it... I don't know.<br /><br />All I know is that I'm completely exasperated w/ looking at the numbers in my life right now... from bills to budgets to costs for exams, certifications, & degrees that I need/want to attain.<br /><br />Where in the world can I run to??? I need a hiding place... QUICK! Not sure if I'd want to go back to my Sesame Street days, though.nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-85728261918978225462010-10-22T09:50:00.000-05:002010-10-22T10:00:31.662-05:00New-new...I need a new start... ASAP!!! NOW!!! Like yesterday, like 8 days ago... I know, I know... I'm being impatient. I'm trying to allow God to move... but, good <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">lawd</span>, I feel so stuck in my current state, & that even if I do move, it's going to be in the wrong direction... *sigh*... give me patience, Lord.nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-67757853027168112852010-10-19T22:03:00.001-05:002010-10-19T22:14:43.705-05:00Touche' 'TouffeeI don't know how I come up w/ these titles... but, I did finally cook the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">etouffee</span>, & I believe I should be commended for a job well done! Eh, I'm tooting my own horn, but someone has to do it!<br /><br />Cooking has become pretty therapeutic for me, lately... has helped me take my mind off of the jumble flowing <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">thru</span> my head, & just focus on one thing... which I have the hardest time doing... it's gotten me to thinking about pursuing catering or something. Not that I feel like I'm ready, or <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">accomplished</span> enough, to even pursue that avenue right now, but it would be something nice to slide into my back pocket for later... isn't that how most women like Paula <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Deen</span> & Rachel Ray got started... cooking @ home & decided to venture out & cash-in one day... I'd seriously like to get better @ it... if I ever did pursue some sort of career or business, it'd have to be something small, since I'm such a slow, messy cook!<br /><br />I've always dreamed of being a self-defined 'Renaissance woman'... maybe, this will get me one step closer... up next: maybe, an instrument of some sort... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">hmmmm</span>!nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-51691614471686368232010-10-14T18:54:00.000-05:002010-10-14T19:02:03.080-05:00Neeeext...So, I think that my next three recipes will be shrimp <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">etouffee</span>, an African stew, & <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">bbq</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">chipotle</span> meatloaf... yummy!<br /><br />I'm a little nervous about the African stew, though... I think I have curry in mind & I'm scared that it won't turn out that way... maybe, I should just look for a good curry recipe.<br /><br />& I need to buy a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">crockpot</span> ASAP!! Those things are gold... so many recipes, & you can just dump everything in them... my kind of cooking!nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-19312960368782878662010-10-10T19:19:00.000-05:002010-10-10T19:33:24.174-05:00Chef Boyar-meeSo, I never did start the ambitious cooking project that was the subject of the movie Julie & Julia... a new recipe every night... way too much! But, I have committed to trying one new recipe each week... so far, I've cooked jambalaya & chili... each turned out really good... up next: shrimp etouffee... & maybe red beans & rice after that.<br /><br />I love cooking, but I'm in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">desperate</span> need of an expansion in arsenal... & who knows, maybe I'll expand it to 2 per week... but, I am such a slow & sloppy cook... I mean, I literally have to block out an hour or more, usually 1 & 1/2, for the simplest recipes... but, it's mostly b/c I like to take my time b/c it usually doesn't turn out well when I rush.<br /><br />I hadn't visited in a while, & just wanted to share that little tid bit...nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-35654457534501398782010-09-27T15:43:00.000-05:002010-09-27T16:03:54.748-05:00Cock-blocking...So, I've had writer's block for days... I keep thinking of topics that I'd like to write about, only to get on here, & write about something completely different, & then hate it & delete it... there's a subject that's been gnawing @ me for days, but the things that I want to say haven't fully developed, mentally... not even enough to start free-styling when I get here... & then I have a bunch of random thoughts that are clouding my brain right now (actually, this isn't outside the norm)... I'm sure I've said this before, but I find my "a.d.d" nature to be endearing @ times, but sometimes, it's just downright annoying...<br /><br />So, hopefully my brain will stop cock-blocking sometime soon... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">btw</span>, I'm not sure I really like that term... that I've ever liked that term... but, it served its purpose for today's brief post.nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-72784797147120384412010-09-20T15:05:00.001-05:002010-09-20T15:50:42.593-05:00The Illusion of Power<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCewKqN7bwhYMa55qP5kzGotD0QTGusHWBZFauFKNC_ywRkWlSHBwjp1IME90sRvHjMa2hTcXhpThP9tdA9L27eaXdNzYG6gnsqrouomXs6vgk8xjVw5txgdMJP4aq8pbHTU0NmBxePaU/s1600/pole-dancer3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519100957216634834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCewKqN7bwhYMa55qP5kzGotD0QTGusHWBZFauFKNC_ywRkWlSHBwjp1IME90sRvHjMa2hTcXhpThP9tdA9L27eaXdNzYG6gnsqrouomXs6vgk8xjVw5txgdMJP4aq8pbHTU0NmBxePaU/s320/pole-dancer3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I'm always thinking of fun/funky ways that I can spice up my life... & this lead to a conversation w/ a good friend of mine about stripping & the likes.<br /><br />For a very, very split second, I hypothesised about how exciting it <em>could</em> be... but, I quickly recanted this burst of excitement... realizing that there was nothing empowering or fun about this act... @ all.<br /><br />& I thought of the millions of women that venture into this business, & similar ones, each year... believing that their new endeavor will carry power... buying into the cliche belief that "p*<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ssy</span> is power." & while there is power in the p*<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ssy</span>, eventually, the powerful will feel completely powerless, disrespected, & lonely.<br /><br />There's no real respect to be had when a woman operates under this mindset... she basically lessens her entire worth to one body organ... it's not even a unique organ... p*<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">ssy</span> is a dime a dozen, & it's only as unique & "good" as the person that's attached to it... so, why on earth would a woman allow herself to be guided in this world buy a single body organ?<br /><br />Certain songs trigger this "secret" desire of mine... I think most women would admit that they've thought about stripping, or the likes, to some degree, @ some point in their lives. It's sexy, it's sensual, it's arousing, it's exhilarating... but, the thought of a strip club is just... disgusting... I mean, I'm disgusted by some of the men that hit on me while I'm out & about... I can't imagine how those same men would behave when I'm half-naked & grinding & gyrating to some Drake, 50-cent, Lil' John, or <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Ying</span>-Yang Twins' song.<br /><br />I've never been to a female strip club, but I can imagine that they're not much different from what's displayed on TV & in movies... dark, sweat mixed w/ all kinds of other stale odors.<br /><br />I was even more intrigued by this phenomenon when I watched "Brooklyn's Finest" the other day. In the movie, Richard <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Gere</span> plays a soon-to-be retired police officer that hasn't had the most decorated or honorable career or life, for that matter... so much so, that he has regularly visits w/ a Spanish prostitute... very pretty girl; I'm sure the directors chose her to invoke <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">curiosity</span> in the viewer... <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">curiosity</span> about why she would choose such a lifestyle. So, towards the end of the movie, she buys him a watch as a retirement gift... doomed by the life he's created & relishing in the genuine act of kindness displayed by the prostitute, he asks her to move away w/ him... she quickly declines his offer & tells him to leave... he goes down to his car, right outside her apartment, & contemplates shooting himself... already feeling like sh*t, he's just been rejected by a prostitute.<br /><br />Even more thought-provoking than his misery & desperation, is her reaction... I immediately thought that her self-worth has to be so low that she couldn't even appreciate & accept his request... or, her self-worth is why she couldn't do these things... b/c after all, he was ready to run away w/ a person that he barely knew... he was infatuated w/ the fantasy that they'd shared.<br /><br />But, why does a woman subject herself to also live in this fantasy... after all, isn't that why women engage in this lifestyle... unable to receive or understand genuine love, they allow their p*<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">ssy</span> to lead the way... they allow men to fall in love w/ this organ b/c they don't know how to get men to fall in love w/ who they are as a person.<br /><br />So in this sense, the illusion of love & the illusion of power, are one in the same. I can't find anyone to love me, so I'm going to buy it w/ my p*<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">ssy</span>... I can't find anyone to respect me, so I'm going to demand/earn it w/ my p*<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">ssy</span>... that line of thinking is even more shallow than the tragic beauty who believes that she's owed something b/c of her beauty. & for this reason, stripping, prostitution, & the likes, are the most powerless, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">disrespectful</span>, simple-minded careers known to man.</div>nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-53485820229981161382010-09-15T09:29:00.000-05:002010-09-15T09:47:10.281-05:00From Red to Black...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOnxNeb86407T1uB-RaD0usZjPGmJ6LA_n9A7dZRpaz5JbULou4Rv7Vxr1tLO08600DZ-82ERuPhtQ-uKL97D0uLUcw-S6cnwitZR8ZDOkIKVXYS35_0tz-tEIjr4pZ_MoDHuNUlbVskI/s1600/Budgets.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517151862763987426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOnxNeb86407T1uB-RaD0usZjPGmJ6LA_n9A7dZRpaz5JbULou4Rv7Vxr1tLO08600DZ-82ERuPhtQ-uKL97D0uLUcw-S6cnwitZR8ZDOkIKVXYS35_0tz-tEIjr4pZ_MoDHuNUlbVskI/s320/Budgets.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>It's amazing... the things that are required in adulthood. I think I took a personal financial management class in college, but I can barely remember the material that it covered... I say this b/c I believe that young adults should be required to maintain budgets either in high school or college. Matter of fact, high school students should be required to examine & understand their parents' monthly/annual budgets... maybe, I'll implement this practice for my children.<br /><br />Parents have traditionally believed that b/c they say something, their children will understand the concept/consequences, & take heed to the advice given, but that's rarely ever the case. I had plenty of adults, including my parents, that warned me about the consequences of debt & the mismanagement of finances... yet, these issues have been my biggest hurdles as an adult.<br /><br />I've created monthly budget after monthly budget, & w/o fail, each month, I end in the "red"... it's a perpetual cycle that continues to grow & worsen.<br /><br />So, here I am... yet again. But, I am determined to end this month in the "black"... so, here's to a month of creative concepts in the pursuit of financial freedom & triumph... wish me luck!</div>nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7828119315443293404.post-13178700229789745562010-09-08T09:36:00.000-05:002010-09-08T10:01:00.840-05:00Don't Worry... Be Happy..."I was too thoughtful to be happy. It was this everlasting which distressed & tormented me; & yet there was no getting rid of the subject of my thoughts." My Bondage, My Freedom by Frederick Douglas<br /><br />I've been thinking about that quote a lot, lately... it basically sums up my current state. Today, I'm trying to push <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">thru</span> it.<br /><br />There are so many things on my mind... so many things that I want that I don't have... I don't think I really <em>know</em> how to be happy... people say that you have to choose to be happy... I suppose that's true...<br /><br />It's a funny feeling/thing b/c I'm not miserable, & definitely not dissatisfied enough that I don't have the will to live (suicidal), but I wish that I could fast-forward on this period of my life & get to the "good" part! The part where everything makes sense & comes together.<br /><br />But, I know that I have to be patient... I mean, how am I going to appreciate the future, if I don't appreciate the present... yea, yea, yea... I do, so hate cliche sayings, but I suppose that they're cliche for a reason.<br /><br />I always said that I never wanted to be the woman that puts a time-stamp on everything... "I want to be married by..." "I want to have kids by..." But, I think all the dissatisfaction is drawing me closer & closer to this woman. I don't want to limit my life to a certain age... if I have children @ 30, great... if I have children @ 40, great... I don't want to feel bad b/c I didn't accomplish certain things @ a certain age. I don't want to get caught up in societal expectations & the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">over hyped</span> "American Dream."<br /><br />So far, I've accomplished most things in my own time & understanding, so I'm hoping that this will remain true for the remainder of my life... but, I guess I'm getting impatient w/ my own time.nista206http://www.blogger.com/profile/07801352821328804066noreply@blogger.com0