Like anyone worthy I am flattered by your fascination with me
Like any hot blooded woman I had simply wanted an object to crave
But you, you're not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight.
Must be strangely exciting To watch the stoic squirm Must be somewhat heartening To watch shepard meet shepard
But you you're not allowed You're uninvited An unfortunate slight
Like any uncharted territory I must seem greatly intriguing You speak of my love like You have experienced love like mine before But this is not allowed You're uninvited An unfortunate slight
I don't think you unworthy I need a moment to deliberate.
... because I'm really bad at keeping a secret (and I feel like I know you guys) HAHA.... Here's a sneak peek at a video shoot this weekend. There is a fantastic new song coming out from Them Island Boyz- Drastic and BV, featuring Jah Cure. It was an incredible collaboration, and I was happy to be a part of it. As you can see from the pic above, I styled the models in TEA Tunics, so it was a win-win.
I will definitely post the video as soon as it comes out. The models for the shoot were Island Style favourite, Xiea Hull, and newcomers Camille and "Tropical Barbie". Pretty as sin!
This is my "up since 6, no foundation, working in hot sun , and completely exhausted face"... and that's Xiea..."let's take a picture, Toya, face"... did I mention she's 18 ? I needed a glass of wine. HAHA.
so I wore all comfy clothes- my work jeans from H&M, oversized neon pink shirt, Zara, Ralph Lauren belt, Steve Madden shoes.... they are sequinned! Luv em.
In the summer of 2001 I decided to ride on a bus in Jamaica.
I didn't need to- but I wanted to experience everything while I was there that month, and I'm usually such a princess and I had heard stories about how awful it was - so naturally I figured I had to experience it first hand.
Dizz parked his car in a plaza parking lot, and we walked across the street to the Halfway Tree bus terminal. In this re-enactment, I have lovingly referred to myself as "Lunatic".
Dizz:" Babylove. Yuh not gon like riding pon no bus. You sure bout dis?"
Lunatic:" yes, I'm sure. I don't see what the big deal is. I ride buses in Antigua all the time, we can catch this bus, go up the road a bit and then stop it and get off
Dizz: "okay!"
Lunatic: " it's gonna be alright man"
So we get to the terminal and the buses are huge (think the size of the local Party Bus in Antigua). People are packed into them like sardines, and there is no room- seated or standing- or hanging off the entrance rail.... no where!!!
I look up at the bus in front of me, and try to peek around the people queueing up to get inside. It seems like an impossible task- nobody else can fit- "the bus canna cross it!"
Lunatic: " This bus is packed, we have to go on the next one"
Dizz: " oh yeah?" . He looks amused, and I am not sure why.
Just then the conductor (I assume) yells at me
"daughta, yuh comin pon de bus? we soon move arf. Halffff-wayyyy tree!!!!!"
Lunatic: "is there room?"
Conductor: "yeah sis... just small up yuhself." He turns to yell inside the bus "small up yuhself man... we can tek een more still". Then he motions for me to go in.... there is NO ROOM... if I get into the bus, I may as well get a test for an STD. I would be thatclose to everyone!
I look at the bus- the sardines- the conductor- Dizz.
The conductor looks pissed... he's yelling "halfway tree! HALF WAY TREE!" to other approaching passengers who, unbelievably, are still getting into the sardine tin.
I found myself backing away, ashamed to admit I was wrong.
Lunatic: " Dizz,... you know ..... I don't think I'm dressed for this. This dress is silk! It would.. um.. wrinkle badly in such close quarters. Maybe tomorrow." I couldn't even meet his gaze.
He laughed at me for the rest of the day.
*shame*
This is dedicated to anyone who travels on public transportation! Just try small up yourself.
*wink*
xx
"b-sharingasmile"
(Video by the Trini comedian Myron Bruce- get familiar!)
Went to Jah Cure's concert this past weekend. The turnout was minimal- I think the promoters missed Promoting 101, but I did the whole backstage, meet the artist thing... you may remember I posted a few of his videos on the blog before and I am a fan- so it was a treat for sure.
What I wore: white vest, gold Zara jeans, black STEVE MADDEN combat boots, Ralph Lauren pony hair belt. It was a little nippy so I grabbed a pink scarf too. I was gonna wear a dress and be all "cute" until I saw the location and realized it wasn't exactly set up for that kinda look.
I didn't exactly do jeans and a tee... but this was simple enough.
Omari ( Chosen Sounds) and I
Jah Cure with the Chosen Sounds Family (love Jus Bus' style- very individual) Check out his hair in this next pic.
I actually like this pic at this angle- just because it shows the funky pompadour Justin's got going on here. He is wearing army green, red and animal print...do you see it?? CRAZY. Loved it. I was feeling the shades too... they're vintage and he bought them on Ebay! Gotta love someone who knows what they like and goes firmly in that direction. I don't get to feature guys on this blog often, but I thought I'd give a shout out to JusBus for his unique Island Style.
“I met this girl, when I was 10 years old And what I loved most, she had so much soul She was old school, when I was just a shorty Never knew throughout my life she would be there for me On the regular, not a church girl, she was secular Not about the money, no studs was mic checkin her But I respected her, she hit me in the heart A few New York n****s, had did her in the park But she was there for me, and I was there for her Pull out a chair for her, turn on the air for her And just cool out, cool out and listen to her Sittin on bone, wishin that I could do her Eventually if it was meant to be, then it would be Cuz’ we related, physically and mentally And she was fun then, I’d be geeked when she’d come around Slim was fresh jo, when she was underground Original, pure untampered and down sister Boy I tell ya, I miss her…”
I loved hard once but the love wasn’t returned i found out the man i’d die for he wasn’t even concerned in time it turned he tried to burn me like a perm though my eyes saw the deception, my heart wouldn’t let me learn For, some dumb woman was I and every time he’d lie he would cry and inside i’d die my heart must have died a thousand deaths compared myself to Toni Braxton thought I’d never catch my breath nothing left, he stole the heart beating from my chest i tried to call the cops that type of theif they can’t arrest pain suppressed will lead to cardiac arrest diamonds deserve diamonds but he convinced me I was worth less when my peoples would protest i told ‘em mind they business ‘cause my shit was complex more than just the sex i was blessed but couldn’t feel it like when i was caressed i’d spend nights clutchin my breast overwhelmed by god’s test i was god’s best, contemplatin death because you left but no man is ever worth the paradise… but no man is ever worth the paradise… but no man is ever worth the paradise…
Manifest…
Where were you when I needed you, when I needed you, when I needed you
I saw this picture on a wedding blog, and immediately the strangest thing happened to me: I heard their soundtrack- in my head. Naturally I don't know these people, and my vivid imagination is doing what it does best... but instantly I thought:
danny's song
"and even though we ain't got money, I'm so in love with you honey
and everything will bring a chain of love.
And in the morning when I rise, you bring tears of joy to my eyes and tell me
everything is gonna be alright"
Spread the love today... kiss someone for me please.
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