So Tia is right now at Eddie's Attic watching Angel Taylor perform and I am watching her on Youtube. I won't hate. I shan't hate.
In the meantime, check out this video of Angel Taylor Live @ TLA singing With Me and be sure to get her EP due out on February 3rd. Word has it that she is currently filming the video to Make Me Believe. For more on Angel Taylor, go to angeltayloronline.com...or just continue reading our blog because we Stan her.
Friday, January 30, 2009
So Tia is right now at Eddie's Attic watching Angel Taylor perform and I am watching her on Youtube. I won't hate. I shan't hate.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
1. I am REALLY left-handed.
2. I have never been stung by a bee.
3. I am a daddy's girl to the fullest. I get my love of music and lyrics from my dad. When I was really little, he used to sing me Motown songs and I thought he made them up until I found out that he was singing songs by Major Lance, The Four Tops, The Temptations, etc. Honorable mention- My dad may just have the worst singing voice ever but it's my favorite to listen to because he is so happy when he sings.
4. I wanted to be one of BBD's Poison Girl dancers REALLY REALLY bad. I think I may still know the choreography from the Poison video pretty well.
5. I interned at Boyz II Men's studio for almost two years in Pennsylvania around 1998. During this time, I met a lot of artists but one that always stuck out was this tall white kid who visited a few times. He had a great, sarcastic sense of humor, piercing green eyes and a killer smile. I heard him sing in the hallway and wondered for years when his record was coming out. I tried to convince EVERYONE about how good this kid was. Almost 12 years later, Robin Thicke is on his third record now.
6. I used to get called an Oreo when I was a kid because my parents made me speak proper English and I listened to all kinds of music, especially rock music. Funny, I used to cry a lot about it but now I have a feeling that these traits are going to make me a lot of money some day.
7. When I was little I always wondered what would happen if I put one of those Ogilvie home perms in my hair because I really, really, wanted curly hair. My hairdresser told me to forget it. Little did I know that when I chopped my hair down to an inch because I was sick of the bondage of trying to keep my hair straight like everybody else, that I naturally had curly hair. Life is funny that way.
8. I may be the only single person alive who absolutely loves and cannot wait for Valentine's Day!!!!! Pink, hearts, and candy? I don't understand what there is not to love.
9. I love kindness and I love helping people. Even though I am an extrovert, I am actually a lot more private than most people think that I am. I know a lot of people but very few people know me.
10. My best friend Tia is proof that God really knows what you need before you need it and that He pays very close attention to minor details.
11. I am a scaredy cat and hate suspense, horror films and any movie involving guns. I will leave the room in a second if I think something bad is going to happen.
12. I loved Michael Jackson when I was a child so much that I wrote him a letter. When I received a letter back with him asking me to pay to join his fan club I was devastated that he would ask for that much money from an 8 year old. DEVASTATED. I remember crying "He owns a LLAMA and he is asking ME for money?!"
13. I have met every celebrity I have always wanted to meet. Well actually, I think I wanted to meet a whole lot more at one time but after I met Prince, I really didn't care too much about anyone else. Oh but I would love to meet at least one of the Poison dancers.
14. Next to salvation, braces are the best gift I could have ever had. I had the worst teeth in the world as a teenager.
I cannot believe how hard this is!
15. I am from New Jersey and still look at the time and process it in Eastern Standard Time. For example, it's now 6:40 pm but it's REALLY 7:40 pm. Northerners are snobs. Yes, I said it.
16. I have always known that I wanted to be in the music industry even from the 3rd grade. I never really wanted to sing even though my mother is convinced that I can.
17. I didn't learn to drive until I was 20 years old.
18. I didn't graduate college and I wish I could say that I regret that but I don't. 4 years of balancing independence and studies was impossible for me. I have no regrets at all.
19. I think it's funny that most people are surprised by my age but I fear the day when people will actually be able to tell my age. However, judging by the looks of my hot mom, that will never happen.
20. I really, really, really love Nashville. I have a heart for Nashville and I believe it will be an incredible place for artistic creativity of all types one day.
21. I love flavored lip gloss. Victoria's Secrets lip gloss is my favorite.
22. Frosted Flakes is my favorite cereal to the point that I don't keep it in my house. I would never cook if I kept it in my kitchen.
23. I will not ever refuse a homemade Rice Krispy Treat.
24. There are some scandalous (and I do mean Madonna like scandalous) pictures of me from high school that you will never see. However, my grandmother in Louisiana has them in a photo album on her living room table.
25. With a shoe size of 9 1/2, I have freakishly large feet for a woman who is 5'2.
That was the first thing I thought when I heard Solange re-doing Coldplay's Viva La Vida. I was all prepared to be angry at her for attempting to do one of the most perfect songs I've ever heard in my life..(Yeah, I said that.) But it's actually not that bad. I like that she put her own spin on it but didn't try to change it to the point of unrecognizable in an attempt to be "different." And can I just say I love how deliciously weird Solange is. And can you blame her? She's been in her big sister's shadow her entire life. She had to do something to stand out. And I've often wondered if her parents had put the time and energy into Solange that they put into Beyonce would Solange have been a bigger star? I mean, granted, at this point in time Beyonce is a MEGASTAR and has a better voice, but who's to say that with more nurturing (i.e. a few extra vocal lessons) and more opportunity Solange wouldn't have been just as MEGA. (I have this whole theory about nature vs. nurture in sibling upbringing. It's longwinded and I won't go into it here.)
Also, I'd like to go on record as saying that Solange's current album is INFINITELY better than Beyonce's. And I need people to stop fronting like Beyonce put out this bomb record. Sorry B, but little sis takes this round. I like Beyonce and I respect what she does. But her album is pretty much garbage. Yes, I like Single Ladies and I think the girl who wrote If I Were A Boy is a genius (and probably sitting on some serious cash thanks to Beyonce) but the rest of the album is a complete and utter snoozefest, not unlike her last album. It's just boring. But Solange's sophomore album is creative and spin worthy. It is by no means perfect,(the arraignment could use some work) but it showcases talent rather than popularity. But sadly, because she's not as marketable as her big sister, the album is unlikely to even go gold. Pity.
Anyway, here's Solange doing Viva La Vida. Thoughts?
Monday, January 26, 2009
Do you think that President Obama was possibly suggesting a little inaugural nookie in the White House in this picture? What do you think Michelle's response was? "Yes we can"? I'm just saying. They are too cute.
(Okay, I understand that was completely inappropriate and I was livid when the suggestion was broadcast all over the media but I couldn't keep the "Yes we can" joke to myself. I know, I need help.)
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Dang it, where is Ciara??!! It's like Chris Rock said, here today. Gone TODAY!
A good woman is a good nurturer by definition. Some of the best women I know operate in a maternal instinct that is completely independent of them having children. In some way they have only acquired children be it neighborhood kids, play nieces or nephews or sadly enough grown, behind men.
Now, I am a good woman. Chances are you are too. But for some reason us good women have not been the wisest women. Just like some of the best women sell their bodies for money and maybe even a glimpse of intimacy, plenty of good women have sold precious parts of their hearts not for money but for affirmation and yes, even a glimpse of intimacy. If prostitution is the oldest profession in the world then emotional prostitution is the oldest volunteer program.
I am sure it sounds harsh but I swear it’s an epidemic. Take it from an ex-hoe. We wonder why some men are so lazy, so emasculated, so distant and so unwilling to commit. We wonder why so many of them aren’t married and won’t marry us. That’s because it’s been a long time since the old adage “It’s cheaper to keep her” bore much truth. Oh no. Nowadays, it’s cheaper to outsource. I have seen so many guys keep so many women at arms length because each of these women serve a purpose for them which rarely has any return for the women. At any given time a guy can have
· The girl who will do his laundry
· The girl who will be his accountant (also see “loan officer”)
· The girl who will cook for him
· The girl who is his 24 hour therapist
· The girl he can kick it with like she’s one of the guys
· The girl he makes out/has sex with
· The girl who is like and acts like his mama when he is in trouble
· The girl who is his attorney
· The girl who is his manager
· The yes girl who keeps his head gassed
· The girl who is his guru of wisdom
· The trophy girl who is hot enough to be seen with but he doesn’t necessarily want to be with…cause hey someone better may come along
I am living proof that one woman can be a number of these women at one time. I am also living proof that if you don’t protect your situation and recognize that there is a fine line between natural nurturing and co-dependency, you will come out with the short end of the stick. I am so tired of seeing women go through this. We can get our hearts involved in such a way that we start out with the purest intentions but end up realizing that we have involved parts of our spirit too that these men do not deserve and all in the name of just trying to be a good friend. ß-Insert a Rihanna “Please” here.
A wise woman told me once that boys need you, men desire you. I don’t have enough time to tell the stories about guys that have told me that they are a better man because of me, claim that they need me, and have called me at all times of the night because they just had to have some “Toya wisdom” . The problem with these guys was all they did was take, take, take, didn’t even have a clue that they SHOULD give and I accepted that behavior. Tag was good for that. We could talk about him all day long but when we tried to talk about me it was like he was watching paint dry on the wall. He couldn’t wait for the conversation to swing back to him and would often interrupt me so it would. And seriously, what did I expect? He’s a child and children are selfish. I can’t remember being 2 years old, crying because I wanted attention, getting picked up and going “Hold up mommy. How has your day been?” Didn’t happen. Doesn’t happen. But again just like a child who is only about their needs, some guys will play on the affections of women and always seem to know just the right thing to say to make us stick around. That is manipulation and it’s wrong.
I remember telling my mom about Tag 3.0. She adores him. I was telling her that it used to be if 3 days went by he would be quick to find me and talk about how much he missed me, why haven’t I been able to chat on Facebook and why he can’t get in touch with me like he used to. “Does he KNOW he likes you?” she asked. I cracked up. I had to tell her. Tag 3.0 does not like me, but for now I will do. I am just cute enough, just fun enough and just smart enough. I am way too much woman to maintain but for now, I will do. The bible says that a man that finds a wife finds a good thing. Problem is these guys are finding 4 or 5 good things at a time that are far too willing to give up the attention, affection and duties of a wife all for the cost of trying to quench the insatiable need to be needed.
I finally came to my senses when I realized that my love, encouragement, friendship, great sense of humor, companionship and wisdom were hot commodities (Read: I learned to appreciate myself, by myself). With that being the case , I have decided to guard those “goodies” much like I have guarded my virginity for all these years: on the offensive. I just don’t put myself in situations with guys that get clingy and try to take all of the time. I know the signs all too well. If I even once sense that a guy is being way too possessive of my time and friendship and is talking about some “I need/I miss/you are MY Toya” I am GHOST, ya heard? Even if I see them treat other women like that, I’m out. I’m not saying that I can’t be friends with men. Lord knows I welcome more friendships with men. It’s the needy boys I will do without. By the way, it’s worth remembering that outside of the book of Hosea in the bible and Francine Rivers “Redeeming Love”, a hoe (even and emotional hoe) rarely gets turned into a housewife.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Time of death: Noon, on January 20, 2009.
I don't want to hear that word.
I don't want to see that word.
About black people...
About white people...
About any other people...
Out of the mouths of black people...
Nor out of the mouths of white people
Or any other people...
I don't care if you see it as a term of endearment or someone told you that you were "down enough" to say it as a privilege...
Monday, January 19, 2009
Friday, January 16, 2009
There's no word yet on when he will be joining the cast but know that I will be watching the minute he walks on screen.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
I'm currently in LURVE with Bob from The Biggest Loser. Great day in the morning!!!! He is FINE!!! If I were on the show, I would fight EVERYBODY there to make sure he was my trainer. Unfortunately, he gets the same side eye from me that Anderson Cooper gets. But until HE says it himself he will continue to be the SOLE reason I watch Biggest Loser.
Friday, January 9, 2009
So I have massive writer's block. As evidenced by the lack of posts from me for the last few...months. But I have an idea for a book. How does that even work? Shouldn't the juices be flowing on all fronts if they're flowing at all? Anyway...
I was talking to one of my friends about the life of a single, Christian, NORMAL chick in today's society and how our lives are effected (affected? If I'm going to write a book I'm going to HAVE to figure out which one of those goes where) by what's around us, from music and fashion to guys (both Christian and non-Christian.) and family. We talked at length about how things can become weird in relationships, especially for those of us with limited experience. We discussed the continuing onslaught of images that are trying to force us to get on the pole. In the end my friend said, "I just don't get it (life) sometimes." I told her neither did I. But I sure wish someone would let me know what's up. Not so much the answer to life, the universe and everything. I already know the answer to that. It's 42. (Google it. And once you do, the answer to your question is Yes. Yes, I am that big of a nerd.) But it would be nice to have some sort of insight that would let me know that a.) I'm not crazy for wanting the things I want and doing the things I do and b.) there are other people out there who not only want and do the same things as me, but may also benefit from knowing that they're not alone in their thinking.
I'm just a chick from the suburbs. I've had some tough times but for the most part I have been blessed by and spared from so many things. While I may not know what's it's like to live a life that was riddled with soul defining decisions on a regular basis, I'm also not the sheltered girl who's never had any hard times. I try like hell to not come off as self righteous and for some reason I hope that people respect that. Life helps define who you are and I'm hoping that the life I've had has not only shaped me into someone "good" but could maybe also help another girl along on her journey.
I guess what I'm saying is this, when Toya and I started this blog it was with the express intent of finding other BGLUs with "weirdness" like ours. Over the years it's grown into something more than I ever imagined. It's our diary. It's our outlet. We bring it all to you in the most raw form possible. And based on the letters that we've gotten along the way, a lot of you have come to see something of yourselves in us. That, in and of itself, simply amazes me.
And because we've managed to reach out to so many of you, the part of me that longs for something greater than myself wants to see what else I can do. Something in me thinks, "Maybe this random girl has something bigger to say." So I'm doodling, sketching, hunting, reading, praying, seeking, looking and listening for ideas that I hope will shape the book. And who knows, it may never come to fruition (Brian has been working on his novel FOREVER...A Family Guy reference for those who don't know) or it may become some runaway best seller (Who knew He's Just Not That Into You would be that big of a success?) But wouldn't it be awesome if the random ramblings of a suburban chick could come together and make an impact? What's wrong with wanting to change the world one written page at a time?