Black Daria.

@ the VMAs...the performances I cared about...

2011-08-29T13:04:00.000-07:00

Just got done watching the performances of the VMAs...the ones that I cared about anyway. Here are my thoughts:

Beyonce's Love is 'Tops'

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I don't know...I won't believe she's preggers until I literally see the first pics that she sells to People Magazine for some astronomical number that should put the kid through college. Normally, I have beef with Beyonce, but now that she's preggers, I guess I am not allowed to say anything bad about her, but for someone in their first trimester, she's certainly comfortable in her heels...still wondering how she got away with performing in NYC at Roseland with no leak of this news. I also appreciate that she's not wearing a leotard...

Jay-Z/Kanye West 'Otis' Performance - Snooze Button...until the 1:57 mark...

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I already talked about how I felt about this song...and was still equally underwhelmed by this performance until the random guy came to steal the show...I love how the security guard got all up in the middle of the performance...I think this was planned, but hey...whatever makes the show work, right?

Chris Brown's Still on my Top 3 lists of "Great Entertainers"...

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...no, not all time. Only Michael Jackson can claim that, and he's dead (RIP MJ)...dare I say that it will be a long time before we see that type of talent in our lifetime...but I thought this was creative...the fact that he did a snippet of Teen Spirit made me...never mind...let's just say I REALLY like that song...

Lil Wayne's Autotune Moment

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Eh...no thanks. Hate that I have to see his blue Polo drawers in this...and I hate the Ronald McDonald shoes...who styled him? I'd fire them...this outfit blows, and was actually distracting...I also didn't really dig the live version of "John"...sometimes that works, in this case...just didn't do it for me. The production of that track is cray (that's the new way to say crazy)...so yeah...eh.

I sifted through the other videos, but I just said no thanks. Still trying to figure out what the deal with Lady Gaga's outfit was...was she channeling MJ and Amy Winehouse at the same time?

Seems like the show wasn't heavily driven towards the performances...for some reason, I expected to see more of the video winners perform...seemed kinda strange, but I didn't watch the show from start to finish, so maybe there was a rhyme and reason to it. I did love the stage, and I always love how the producers find a way to incorporate the fans. You also gotta love the influence Twitter has, with the implanted #VMA hashtag...

So yeah, what did you think?

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Kanye and Jay-Z: You Know This Song Sucks, Right?

2011-08-25T09:30:00.000-07:00

Photo Credit: Internet

Dear Kanye and Jay-Z:

I happen to like you both as artists. I wasn't always a Kanye fan, but I really liked the last album, My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy, because it reminded me of the days when artists took time to make an album. I can appreciate when I don't have to hit the ">>;" button on my iPad.

This latest effort, however, just screams ego to me. I know I am not saying anything that no one else hasn't said, but since I am known for 'conscious gossip' I have no choice but to say...something.

Let's talk about sampling one of Otis Redding's songs...at the peak of his prime, no one could really say anything bad about Otis Redding. A true R&B legend, any sample from him could turn a song solid gold.

My thing is, I could have pressed a button on a machine and did that...too bad I didn't study engineering...oh well.

But seriously...the sample sucks to me on this track...it's uninspired, and it could have been better. I also don't know what the hell you are talking about...either one of you...like seriously, I am an average person...and I am tired about hearing about how much freaking money you have. If you aren't going to send me a check, then just shet-ep.

Like seriously...what's the significance of mentioning that there are private jet overhead? Every time I hear that line, I just laugh...

Then I watched the video at my homegirl's house...what exactly is the point of driving around a desolate area in a Maybach? And with girls? Again, what does this have to do with Otis Redding?

I think that's my biggest problem with the track...you feature Otis, but you're blaring an image of an American flag (slightly adjusted), and a chopped up Maybach...again, I don't get the significance.

Feel free to email me and explain. I am sure you don't care, because you are both millionaires, but I am open for the discussion. I refuse to be a groupie...people are really sweating this track, but I am not disillusioned. Sorry.

It sucks. Period. Now please don't add me to any black or Illuminati lists.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Wendy "COKEHEAD" Williams...

2011-05-21T12:51:00.000-07:00

Photo Credit: Who cares, someone's camera broke shortly after taking this shit anyway.

Sup CUNT WHORE..."how you doin'?":

So...it appears that your husband likes trannies. Well, no shocker there.

I feel sorry for your son when he googles your fuckery of a life. Allow me to add in, or should I say fill in the blanks...

I bought both of your books. I've always been a radio fan; I grew up listening to it. Music was key in my upbringing. My father died when I was 6. The radio kept me on time for everything, as I had no one around to really tell me what to do, but let's get back to you.

It started back in the early 90s when you were on Hot 97; hip hop was in its prime. From the greats of the 80s black people finally created a platform to make money...legally...and get paid by 'the whites.'

But sadly, you forgot that. It started with the "He's Gay..." rumor. The HE I refer to, is Sean 'Diddy' Combs, or Puff Daddy, whom he was known as at the time. But you forgot to mention that you'd broken the "CODE"...blasted a fellow host, Angie Martinez about her relationship with Q-tip (check Wikipedia, HOE.)

Now, whose fault was it that you lost your job? You think about it, BITCH.

Never mind that stereotypes such as 'black people are drug dealers' were rolling about. Never FUCKING MIND that YOU were a former (and at that time still current) COKEHEAD.

So now, WE must, as 'the blacks', take one shot for you, all because some idiot gave you a fucking platform.

Now, as I recall, you did radio in college. I thought it was Syracuse University but it was Northwestern University, to be exact. At least, that's where you said you went...

It also says you did radio in college, another fact I did remember. I'd love to see your motherfucking transcripts, along with an ACTUAL DIPLOMA. There's no way you studied communications or journalism; you should have known better. You had to know what type of bullshit would ensue after.

Keep in mind that radio salaries were bullshit at that time, so you were making money off of other hustles; parties and whatever appearances asked of you to attend.

Let's fast forward to your official "return" back to NYC in the early 2000s on 107.5 WBLS. At this point you were married, had your kid, and were back in the place where it all "began" for you.

Frankly, I wasn't impressed. You were up to your shameful bullshit tactics, adding some muscle to your team (Charlemagne Tha God), because someone needed to balance your bullshit. Then it happened. Method Man's wife was battling cancer, and rather than have some RESPECT, you decided to announce it via a nurse at the hospital she was at (is that shit even legal?) with no regard to her or him at all. She hadn't let members of her immediate family know...if you knew anything YOU STUPID CUNT, cancer mainly begins from stress. But fuck her, right?

Fast forward even further. I was representing Dres from Black Sheep and Buckeey from "Flavor of Love 2" at the time. She was in NYC, and we had some places to attend. Your husband and Charlemagne drove us around after I parked my car. Then we caught up to you downtown at a spot not too far from Little West 12th Street.

I wanted to ask you about radio, but I wasn't there for that. It was my client's time, so I wanted to introduce myself as a publicist (READ: Another black woman trying to make it)...the next day, the homie emails me...

"Wendy is talking about you on the radio."

So I tune in, and you're going in about my "nobody" clients...I also assume you were too coked up to remember my name...and thank GOD; it could have ruined business for me.

I don't know what your hatred is for your own kind, but what I do know is you are FULL OF SHIT. You blast your own for ratings, but when 'the whites' accepted you, you decided to make good. But by then, many wouldn't even think about coming on your show. You had to basically apologize to Whoopi Goldberg just to gain a tad of respect.

You do know the road to hell is paved with good intentions, right?

I never forget BULLSHIT, you CUNT WHORE COKEHEAD. You need to pray for your son's future, and get a fucking life. Don't give advice to Whitney Houston unless you are ready to accept that you are really a man, and just a human. Like everyone else.

You can suck a dick, as far as I'm concerned, since you and your husband probably share that in common anyway. I'll never apologize to you.

In my eyes, you will always be a CUNT COKEHEAD WHORE.

Think Staten Island, BITCH.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Jessica Rosen(bitch): So over your bullshit parties...

2011-05-09T01:01:00.000-07:00

Dear Jessica Rosen(bitch):

I initially tried to attend the Love and Hip Hop party you had for the premiere screening a few weeks back, but unfortunately, I got the email late and the list was 'closed.' Since I hate tag-along situations, I decided to sit that one out.

So, you added me to your email list. I was already friends with your slore ass on Facebook, but I hadn't been to one of your bullshit parties since 2009, when you were probably broke and finally opening up your list to 'the blacks.' You know, the ones lower than Diddy, whom you occasionally throw parties for...

Anyway, I RSVPed for your party at Juliet tonight, and didn't get a reply. I figured you were probably busy, but I pretty much knew I was in for bullshit.

Let's start with the e-mail:

-There's no start time for this party. Guess only your cokehead friends know what time the event starts. We know you get down.

-The email said the club was between 9th and 10th aves. However the club is located between 10th and 11th aves. Stop getting high on your own supply while writing emails. Oh right, you probably buy your coke from 'the blacks.'

-The asshole in the picture below in the hat (guess he was running the door) had some scraps of paper I guess he called a guest list, about two pages long. Guess people aren't going nuts to RSVP to your parties. Duh, right?

He then tells me to text you (because I know you hoe, right?) so I text the number in the email. Didn't bother to call the number since you're probably in the back doing lines with your celebrity friends who also like to get down.

So I smoke my cigarette and wait...people start piling up for their fixes/cigarette breaks, and I'm looking for my flats in my purse because I know I'm about to leave.

Some bullshit bouncer comes over to ask me why am I taking pictures, and I tell him I'm taking pics of myself since iPhone 4s have that capability. But since I know his bitchass doesn't know that, he's stumped, turns, and I shoo him away.

Some lames get in, no list necessary. Guess rules only apply to some of 'us.'

So, please take me off your list. Expeditiously. And I really hope we never see each other face to face. I'll probably just stare at your slore ass, but more than likely, I'll just laugh. If I even remember what your washed up ass looks like.

And I don't care if you throw parties in Miami. Whenever I get down there again, I'll be sure to spread the word that you're a whack bitch, if they don't know already.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

P.S. I'm definitely looking into whether you broke any other violations. You did know there's a Nightlife Preservation Group the mayor started a few years ago, right? See you around, bitch.

Dear LeBron James' mother: Why are you such a HUSSY?

2011-04-08T10:04:00.000-07:00

Photo Credit: Boston Herald

Dear Lebron James' mother:

You know, they say you shouldn't talk about someone's momma, but you are an exception to the rule.

What is it about your ratchetness (yes, that's a made up word) that makes you think it's a good idea to get drunk, smack a valet, and ask him if he knows who you are? Why would he know a common hooker/whore? I mean, was it not enough that you embarrassed your son by sleeping with a man your son's age...can you say creepy and disgusting?

All I know is if you were my mom, I'd disown you. Expeditiously. Your son is probably one of the highest paid athletes, and kudos for giving birth to him, but that's usually what happens when one gets pregnant. They usually end up having a baby.

Oh, and no, I don't know your name, and don't care...trust me, I am doing you a favor by not calling out your government.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Lil' Wayne: You're Being Set-up for Failure.

2010-11-07T08:35:00.000-08:00

Source: Web

Dear Lil' Wayne:

I am not quite sure how I feel about your release, I guess because upon the conditions of your release. If anyone thinks that your lips will not touch a glass or a freshly-rolled joint, then they are as naive as a child who thinks Santa Claus truly exists.

Not only do I think this is a set-up, but it's definitely one destined for failure.

Let's just look at the picture above. You are certainly sipping on some Hennessey.

SMH...let the games begin.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Bow Wow: You Are Depressed, and You Are Making Me Depressed

2010-11-07T08:13:00.000-08:00

Source: Web

Dear Bow Wow:

Congratulations. Your tweets have officially made me more depressed than I get watching the many anti-depressant commercials I watch on a daily basis. I'm trying to figure out something:

1. If you want to go to school, why can't you just go? Could have sworn I read an interview where you said you wanted to Harvard someday...so...what's the issue? You certainly have enough money to pay for the application.

2. Why haven't you gotten a therapist yet? You can afford that too.

3. What are you hoping to achieve by telling your followers on Twitter that you hate yourself?

I honestly just don't really understand. As a person who's had "regular jobs" trust me, it's less than desirable. Although I understand your problems, I just can't muster up enough strength to be sympathetic to your problems or issues. You've officially pissed me off.

Man up, this is bitchy looking, and just a very "drama queen" move. Even I don't have my worst days documented on Facebook or Twitter for a reason.

Sometimes, it's just too much information.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Stalking: A Bitchassness Study

2010-09-26T15:12:00.001-07:00

Dear People:

First off, let me just say this: stalking is one of the pussiest moves that has ever occurred to man. Imagine living in your house, and you get a call, but the person hangs up.

You're alone...you hear a car pass by, then there's commotion on the street soon after. Your heart starts to race slightly, and soon after, coldness rises up your left arm...the feeling is thus moving closer to your heart, and suddenly panic ensues.

Goosebumps.

So...let's go back to a recent stalker who admits his stalkery: Lyfe Jennings. He's following the mother of his children, and basically could have killed her, leaving his child motherless; not thinking he will get caught, he exhibits bitchassness in full form...and with no qualms about it.

Now you're going to jail...and your kid loses both parents...but fortunately, she's alive. But now she has to bring YOUR kid to see you stupid ass in jail.

Question: Are you fucking nuts? Answer: Yep, you are.

It's recently occurred to me that I too, have a stalker. Here's the difference between myself and most women. I'm not afraid of bitchassness. If a man put his car, let alone his hands on me, he should probably murder me. I'd even go to jail to prove my point. Watch the movie Civil Brand for details.

Ladies: do not allow this type of bitchassness to occur in your life. If you think you're a victim, just look yourself in the mirror and say "No Mas."

Bitchassness can not occur. Not when Obama is in office, and certainly not on my fucking watch.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Early AM Madness in NYC: A Black Daria Perspective

2010-09-26T02:28:00.000-07:00

Waiting again to get into BB Kings...but, I like hood shit so...I waited.

As I waited, a horse carriage appeared...I didn't know they did that on 42nd Street...I found that interesting... I didn't get in but the party essentially came to me...a limo passed with an open area in the back as a group of dudes on motorcycles passed. The motorcycle guys stopped and the girls started showing their asses...literally.

And then another horse carriage appeared; what type of dog and pony show are they running on 42nd Street? I jumped back on the train to the Heights, which was interrupted by bus shuttle service. Aren't we paying more for the fares? They really need to get it together, it's kinda ridiculous.

Oh, I also think they should bring hookers back on deck on 42nd...simply because it's very entertaining. I think the tourists would appreciate it, they can take pictures with them...oh, I also noticed the Naked Cowboy retired and he's got a replacement...Some things will never be the same.

Oh...I went back outside and then...

Something bad happened. More fun times.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

P.S. Tonight's driving was atrocious...people, please follow the rules of the road. Like seriously...get it together. Oh, don't drink and drive. Be responsible. Thanks.

Sean Malcolm's Birthday Party @ Honey Lounge - My thoughts...

2010-09-25T22:38:00.000-07:00

Source: My iPhone 4 - My Winnings

So...I waited on line for approximately...20 minutes, but it was worth the wait....the roaring twenties, one of my favorite decades, was selected as the theme for Sean's party. Oh, and he's the EIC of King Magazine for those readers who aren't hip to folk. I get it...now you know.

I was hungry, so I ordered Buffalo Wings with Rice and Beans...and Guacamole. Finally an event where they actually serve food that you like. And they were good, except one was cold. Oh well, they were good anyway.

Had a quick chat with Shakara Bridgers of Get Em' Girls. She really inspires me. And because I hate most, if not everyone...you should get into her. I also saw Datwon Thomas of Global Grind looking very nice in his white tuxedo. I also appreciate a Fedora; his was cocked to the side...my kinda style. Kel Spencer and Anslem Samuel of NakedWithSocksOn.com also donned the attire of the evening...sexy suits fellas.

Also in attendance was Nekia Seymore (below) of the Cocoa Luv Chronicles.

Source: Facebook

Her partner in Crime Shayna D was also there looking cute as always. An added twist was that they also played Jazz...I appreciated the fact that overall you had to be in some type of formal wear in order to attend.

Fuck your hoods, get a suit and grow up. Fun times overall.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Questioning Friendships: A moment with Black Daria

2010-09-25T15:30:00.000-07:00

Source: Web

Dear People:

I need to address this issue. It's been bothering me all summer, but I got a text from a person who calls herself a friend.

First off, let's go to the dictionary to define "friend." According to dictionary.com, this is a person who is "attracted to another by feelings of personal regard."

What this means to me is that one must reciprocate courtesy in order to receive it in return.

I won't go into too many details but this person who calls herself a friend decided to contact me and ask ME if SHE was still on "punishment" because I haven't spoken to her in 6 months or so...

First of all, I was basically in the middle of mayhem at my former employer, but I went to go see her while she was in a state of distress.

Her response? She never returned a phone call until two months later. Claims she doesn't use cell phones much. I guess it's hard when your bitch ass man who calls himself such has to use your cell phone as his own.

Right...they share the phone, so his bitch ass probably never told you I called. And you never bother to ask his bitchass if I called.

More importantly, you never called. Why? Because you only care about yourself.

Yeah, me too. So kick rocks and have a nice life. I'll see you again, and you've already been forgiven.

I... Just never forget bitchassness.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Lindsay: In Jail? Thank your fucked up parents.

2010-09-25T15:22:00.000-07:00

Source: Maxim Online

Dear Lindsay:

So I read you're going back to jail. Makes me sad because after discovering that you don't need adderall or any of the other drugs prescribed to keep you in order, you have to pay for their mistakes.

Personally, I get it, and in say you should be tired of paying for their bitchassness. Yep, it's bitchassness.

When you get out, I advise you to keep both of those bastards out of your life.

They fucking suck monkey balls.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Lyfe Jennings: Stay Positive...and stuff.

2010-09-24T09:30:00.000-07:00

Source: Web

Dear Lyfe Jennings:

Thanks for admitting your wrongs. It's unfortunate that now you must go to jail, however think of this as sort of a restitution...at least that's what Iyanla Vanzant said a few years ago in some book I read. Have someone send them to you while you're away so you can also learn how to treat women with respect.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

P.S. Don't believe the hype...also known as the prosecution lawyers, DA, etc. Fuck people. Oh, but fuck you for that bullshit on behalf of the Mother of your child.

Dear Savannah: Yes bitch. YES.

2010-09-22T16:15:00.000-07:00

Source: Black Media Scoop via Rhymes With Snitch

Dear Savannah:

Congrats. Lock that bitch down. I like your style...let these Miami chicks know it's a done deal. Guess we will wait for the formal invitations, however I suggest a destination wedding. Prevents hookers/crashers...they won't pay to go somewhere and look stupid...

...Or will they? Remembering the Halle/Eric Benet saga...SMH...

xo,
Black Daria ;/

A "C'MON SON" Moment with Black Daria

2010-09-21T20:10:00.000-07:00

Source: Web

Dear Reverend Long:

SMH. Just...here we go:

From CNN via Rhymes With Snitch:

Two Georgia men have filed a lawsuit claiming that prominent Atlanta, Georgia, pastor Eddie Long coerced them into sex.

The suits, filed Tuesday in DeKalb County, Georgia, allege that Long used his position as a spiritual authority and bishop to coerce young male members and employees of his New Birth Missionary Baptist Church into sex.

"Defendant Long has a pattern and practice of singling out a select group of young male church members and using his authority as Bishop over them to ultimately bring them to a point of engaging in a sexual relationship," the suits allege.

Long is considered one of the nation's top black preachers. His church has more 25,000 members, according to the suit, and was the site of Coretta Scott King's 2006 funeral, attended by then-President George W. Bush and three previous presidents. King was the widow of the Rev. Martin Luther King Jr.

The pastor took one plaintiff, Anthony Flagg, 21, on overnight trips to a half-dozen American cities in recent years, Flagg's suit alleges.

"Long shared a bedroom and engaged in intimate sexual contact with plaintiff Flagg including kissing, massaging, masturbating of plaintiff Flagg by defendant Long and oral sexual contact," the suit says.

Long took the other plaintiff, Maurice Murray Robinson, 20, to Auckland, New Zealand, in October 2008 for his 18th birthday and engaged in oral sex with him, Robinson's suit alleges.

"Following the New Zealand Trip, Defendant Long regularly engaged in sexual touching, and other sexual acts with Plaintiff Robinson," Robinson's suit alleges.
Long spokesman Art Franklin said Tuesday that "we categorically deny the allegations."

"It is very unfortunate that someone has taken this course of action," he said. "Our law firm will be able to respond once attorneys have had an opportunity to review the lawsuit."

Long frequently denounces homosexual behavior. A 2007 article in the Southern Poverty Law Center's magazine called him "one of the most virulently homophobic black leaders in the religiously based anti-gay movement."

"Everybody knows that a bishop or church pastor ... cannot have any sort of sexual relations or sexual relationship with one of your parishioners," the lawyer, B.J. Bernstein, said at a news conference Tuesday evening. "And even worse to have it with two young men who trusted him and got to know him at a very young age."

Bernstein said she has alerted federal authorities about the allegations.

In June, Robinson was arrested and charged with burglary in connection with a break-in to Long's office. An iPhone, iPad and other items -- more than $1,300 worth -- were taken from the office, the Atlanta Journal-Constitution reported.
On Tuesday, Bernstein said the theft was Robinson's attempt to retaliate against the pastor. She said that once Robinson began telling others about his experience with Long, "he realized he wasn't the only one."

"It made [Robinson] angry," she said.

Both plaintiffs said the pastor, his church and church employees gave them cash and lavish gifts that ranged from cars to college tuition.

The suits also said that Long framed the sexual relationships as religious in nature.

The suits allege that Long chose the plaintiffs to be his "Spiritual Sons," a program that allegedly includes other young men from the church.

Flagg moved into a home owned by another New Birth pastor when he was a high school junior, according to the suit, where Long would sometimes share a bed with him.

Flagg was eventually put on the church's payroll, his suit alleges, with Long personally delivering his checks.

Flagg's suit says that Long presided over a spiritual "covenant" ceremony between the two of them.

"It was essentially a marriage ceremony, with candles, exchange of jewelry, and biblical quotes," Bernstein said Tuesday. "The bishop [told] him I will always have your back and you will always have mine."

Robinson's suit alleges that "Defendant Long would use Holy Scripture to discuss and justify the intimate relationship between himself and Plaintiff Robinson."

The suits are seeking unspecified amounts of punitive damages from Long on various counts, ranging from negligence to breach of fiduciary duty.

~FIN~

You know...somehow I kinda knew some man of clergy had to get caught up in a scandal right before November 2010. Thus celebrating Barack's 2nd year in office.

Fun times.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

P.S. Still SMH...

Dear Foxy: No. Just...no.

2010-09-21T00:13:00.001-07:00

Dear Foxy:

Where do I begin regarding the video below?

1. Your hair is atrocious.
2. That dress is a big fat no.
3. Do YOU even know what your purpose was to be at this particular fashion show?

Andre Leon Talley turned his back on you. And his opinion really doesn't count, but...yeah...I get it. Get it together, Foxy. Really...it's over, but...whatever.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Kris Jenner: I Think Jacky Is Talking About You...

2010-09-20T18:38:00.000-07:00

Source: Web

Dear Kris Jenner:

Read this. It's you, ain't it?

From Diary of a Hollywood Street King:

The blind item at the center of this week’s Who’s Jacky Talking About segment is a woman who exploits her children for money and fame — on the streets, she’s known as nothing more than a 55-year-old female pimp. This broad is no stranger to cocaine-fuelled parties — back in the day she and her late husband partook in such parties with Nicole Brown and OJ Simpson. Don’t believe me? Ask Faye Resnick.

She was born and raised in San Diego. In 1978 she married her lawyer husband, only to divorced him in 1990. But the truth of the matter is our blind item was sleeping with her current husband while she was married to her first husband, who died in 2003. (She’s a California girl, so I’m not surprised that she cheated on her first husband.) She gave birth to three daughters and one son (all fathered by her first husband), but by 1991 she was divorced and married to her current husband (who’s an Olympic gold medalist).

She’s not only a mother to her kids, she’s also their manager. That’s why she coerced her second daughter to sign off on a sex tape. What kind of a mother would pimp her own kids out? What’s worse is she encourages her family to undergo plastic surgery. Don’t believe me? Just take a look at her current husband’s face. This woman is the worst — she even lead her third daughter (the ugliest one in the bunch) to marry a NBA player. When the pair said “I do”, the NBA baller was forced to buy her daughter a million dollar home…What a pimp move.

She’s Brody Jenner’s step mom, and she’s about to pimp out her two youngest daughters. I find that rather sickening.

Don’t you agree?

-fin-

Yeah, it's you.

xo,

Black Daria ;/

P.S. I always knew you were a cool fucking bitch. Work...you are that bitch.

Dear Tameka: Shet EP. Yeah, I said it.

2010-09-20T16:24:00.000-07:00

Dear Tameka:

I've watched a few of your twitter antics, but the one I read today on Rhymes With Snitch has forced me to speak, especially because you were once married to the love of my life.

Look bitch. No one cares that your last name is Raymond. The name is well paid for, as you know, since you mention the bank in this tweet below:

Just saying, all tweets aren't to be responded to...so shet ep. It's over. Oh, if you want to talk about it, my email is blackdaria78@gmail.com. Feel free.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Willow: Whip IT!

2010-09-20T09:46:00.000-07:00

Dear Willow:

All I can say is this is adorable. Work that purple bang! Can't WAIT to see the video. And you know, I hate waiting for certain things, but...I'll wait.

xo, Black Daria ;/

P.S. I thoroughly believe in whipping my locks EVERYWHERE I go, so whip it!

Dear Mathew: Get a life. Expeditiously.

2010-09-16T05:57:00.000-07:00

Source: Web

Dear Mathew:

Two letters from me in one month is no bueno.

So now I hear that you're mad that Kelly is posing with her half-sister Solange in pictures. Are you afraid that we, the public, will start to see the resemblance?

I could just hear your stupid ass saying one day in the kitchen a long time ago "OK girls, but ya'll can't take pictures together, at least one person apart in every picture."

Listen. Kelly has an album to promote. Solange has a nervous breakdown to get over and she's finding herself. Bey is being a wife.

What are YOU doing?

Please. Get a life. Go play with your new son or something. Sheesh.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Shaq: When Did You Open a Geek Squad?

2010-09-16T05:31:00.000-07:00

Source: Web

Dear Shaq:

I had no idea you had stock in Geek Squad. Not only that, but to take things a step further, you paid a genius to tap all your whores phones. How rich.

My question is: are you really that insecure? With all the pu'dussy getting thrown at you, was it really necessary to tap phones of your whores to ensure their loyalty to you? A married man?

Here's the thing: you can't keep taps on something that isn't yours. The FBI and CIA frown upon such acts, and this shall be duly noted during your divorce settlement.

Good luck with all this...mess. Oh, and consider opening your own IT solutions store....you could very well be the next Apple... Not.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Beyonce: So What If No One Came To Your Birthday Party

2010-09-14T20:37:00.000-07:00

Source: Rhymes With Snitch

Dear Beyonce:

I know why so many of your so called celebrity friends didn't show up to your birthday party last week, where you did NOT turn 29 years old. Please stop lying.

You didn't sing on the tribute to We Are The World, and quite frankly, this is why no one cared to celebrate your birthday. Now, I know it sounds pretentious, but I am still not buying Jay-Z's comments claiming that the original was untouchable.

Simply put, you thought you were too high saddidy to come out for Michael, and now you are being returned the favor by the universe.

Suck it up. I'm sure you had a good time and the next excuse will be that it was meant to be a private affair.

Either way, I am gagging in disgust.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Video Break: Deuces (Explicit Version) featuring Tyga & Kevin McCall

2010-09-05T02:27:00.000-07:00

Just in case you haven't seen the video yet. By the way, this was smart to do, just release the freakin' videos people, stop waiting for the numbers...remember the 1981 model of MTV: Videos sell records.

And people buy records. Thus, you have money in your pockets.

Fin.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear The Game: Really?

2010-09-05T01:49:00.000-07:00

Dear The Game:

That's what @ihatekatstacks said...your response?

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Kat Stacks: Some Brand Ideas. Free of Charge.

2010-09-05T01:25:00.000-07:00

Dear Kat Stacks:

If I had to brand you, here are some of the companies I would approach:

For the "Intercontinental" Man of Leisure:

Since everyone is ready to torch your ass, why not pose as some of the animals below:

And lastly, since everyone thinks you've sucked enough penises to supply a river full of semen, the company below works, because they basically are telling us, the consumer, that penis is king. If you don't believe me, ask Kim Kardashian about that Carl's Jr. commercial, and the shots of her eating she had to do for over an hour. Sold? Sure you are. See below:

I don't want the job, I just thought I'd share some ideas. Since I'm awake and everything.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Source

Dear Mashonda: Raising Hand I have a question...

2010-09-05T01:04:00.001-07:00

Source: Web

Dear Mashonda:

I'm sorry, but I need to interject in this current diatribe of an interview I read via Rhymes With Snitch for Sister2Sister magazine.

There's basically discussion about Swizz and Alicia. Here's my question to you.

Would WE know about Alicia asking your children to call her Umi (Mom in Arabic) if you didn't tell us?

In other words, I get it. Woman scorned, blah, blah, blah, cry you a river.

How I feel about it?

I could careless. Honey, he married his mistress. Now, for the record, that NEVER happens in real life.

So basically, it means you are stuck in some sort of matrix. Go see Inception and figure this shit out. Oh, go with a friend, not the producer I saw you with at Aliya S. King's book release party for Platinum.

Do I smell a repeat of a resurrection of someone's album career? I'll wait.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Kanye: Thank You For Revisiting Bitchassness. So...now what?

2010-09-05T00:38:00.000-07:00

Source: Rhymes With Snitch

Dear Kanye:

About a year ago, I wrote about a bitchass that was in my life. I then started to focus my attention on you, because unlike this guy, you actually had opportunity to move people with your talents, and people actually knew your name.

Instead, you jumped on stage last year at the VMAs, and you decided that you were going to basically ruin Taylor Swift's moment. Why?

Because you weren't on Facebook.

Then you denounced Twitter, wondering why all you friends were getting more acclaim. Soulja Boy what? Fabolous said what? Ice T is on Twitter?

Then you realized you weren't on Twitter, and that was dumb.

And then MTV research execs delivered last year's numbers to the producers. And guess what? They realized that your tomfoolery should be part of this year's awards, because let's face it, everyone loves a good train wreck. And people at MTV REALLLLLLY need their jobs right now.

I promise you that somewhere, there's one guy on the staff that REALLY hopes you show up drunk.

Do me a favor. Do whatever the hell you want. Between this and G.O.O.D. Fridays, I just can't wait to see what you will tweet next.

Oh, and to answer the question you asked earlier...no, I would not want you to walk up to me and try to apologize for basically being a jackass when there are HUNDREDS, if not THOUSANDS of children who lost a parent, and just had to suck that shit up.

Kick rocks, Kanye.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

P.S. Next time, don't be a BITCHASS. Tweet Taylor Swift directly. And no, don't go looking to see if I follow her.

Dear Michael Lohan: You're Opening A Rehab Center? I'm so NOT referring anyone.

2010-09-03T08:45:00.000-07:00

Source: US Weekly

Dear Michael Lohan:

So, let me get this straight. Your daughter Lindsay, has been the spitting image of Special K, Adderall, Coke and other designer drugs I can't remember from my High School health class, and you think: I should open a rehab center.

That's about as bad an idea as: hey, I should pimp my daughter in show business by any means necessary.

I read this ridiculous story via US Weekly, and I am appalled. Why not go after a tanning deal, or some type of Vitamin that gives you natural energy. You know, something that would mean SUCCESS for your daughter, and not failure.

I really hope when the Buildings and Grounds Commission receive this information, they laugh and put a big fat DENIED stamp on your application.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Chris Brown: #1? Kudos.

2010-09-03T08:06:00.001-07:00

Source: Rap Radar

Dear Chris:

I just read on Rap Radar that you are now the owner of the #1 spot on the Billboard charts. Congrats on your return to the #1 spot. I had no doubt I'd not ever read a headline such as that one ever again.

Over the past year, I've seen your genuine moves. You could have become a belligerent drunk, or been caught with Kat Stacks and some coke on your mantelpiece, but you chose a different route, and on behalf of all cynics, I appreciate that.

I mean, you even wore a bow tie at one point. Any man brave enough to make that decision without hesitation is definitely about his business.

Nonetheless, I was chatting with my homie Courtney Brown last night, and we both agreed that Trey Songz would have absolutely not made any type of noise. If anyone recalls "LOL," Trey was literally playing with the heads of consumers, singing scales at the beginning of the song as if he were sending out a mating call for birds: 804-335-1-00-5-1. LOL. Literally.

Was that his phone number or morse code? Oh who cares, this is about you, Chris. Kudos.

Now, don't fuck it all up please. No dating for another year. Now is not the time to start parading a bunch of mark-ass tricks in front of your climb back to the top. Just remember Soulja Boy.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Mathew, Confirmed: You Are Beyonce's Pimp.

2010-09-02T08:50:00.000-07:00

Source: Just Jared

Dear Mathew:

It's without timing, but an announcement was made yesterday that you are basically still Beyonce's pimp, will always be her pimp, and will always have a hand in her earnings, because you made her, and that's just the way it is.

I don't recall, but I think it's safe to assume that everyone knows this already. No one can do what you've done with the Beyonce brand.

Thanks for clearing all of that up. Ask me if I really care.

The answer is no, but I felt you were still worthy enough to receive a letter from me. Now, carry on with signing off on more endorsements that she doesn't need to be part of, and burn her out by 2013.

We will all watch in annoyance.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear T.I. & Tiny: Wanna Sell More Tickets to Takers? OK.

2010-09-02T08:08:00.000-07:00

Source: TMZ

Dear T.I. and Tiny:

Uh Oh. Talk about an #EPICFAIL.

My guess is that you were out and about celebrating the announcement of Takers being #1. In fact, you felt like Takers, with your Styrofoam cups and weed.

Unfortunately, you were also driving down Sunset Blvd. while you were doing all this, and are now both currently under arrest. T.I., I remind you that you were just recently incarcerated.

My question is: What's going on with Maybach? Everyone knows a man at your stature likes to smoke a good cigar every now and then. What's up with increased ventilation systems to prevent unfortunate mishaps like these?

You know, I always saw you two as a natural Bonnie and Clyde, so boom. Cool.

You looked like you had a fabulous party after your wedding. I'm sure whatever occurs as result of this situation will call for an equally joyous affair.

So long as you don't get arrested on the way to that party. I guess some things just remain to be seen, such as this story.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Jay-Z: A Tisket, A Tasket, A Mistress...

2010-09-01T13:55:00.000-07:00

Source: Diary of a Hollywood Street King

Dear Jay:

Uh Oh. Seems the secret is out...or is it?

Like "Where's Waldo" it's been reported that your mistress Cathy "Kori" White, and her good friend, Claudia Jordan, are here partying with you. Which must mean that you are having an affair with Kori. I mean, Duh, right? Especially since this said mistress reached out to my friend Jacky to ask him to remove her pictures she left open for the world to copy on Facebook.

As I recall, Beyonce was gallivanting about with her fine ass bodyguard, whatever his name is...so why can't/shouldn't you also have your own piece...of action?

I am thinking it's basically impossible to keep it in your pants when you sit at your current stature. Let's face the facts, you basically have women throwing themselves at you.

Couples within your stature must have arrangements. So it's obvious that you would have an appropriate person to be part of said arrangement.

Personally, I think Beyonce's bodyguard wins. This chick looks like the modern female cornball who happens to have a famous friend. I guess with stints on shows like Let's Make A Deal, you too, could find yourself in a position to argue with bloggers about stories regarding your friends that you find unsavory.

Just want you celebrities (that's what you are called) and starlet whores (what I call some of you) to remember that it's these bloggers you talk about that actually help you keep your jobs of being known, otherwise no one would know what common hooker trash looked like.

One day, I will have a positive post. Until then, I say: Whatever. Next. Isn't everyone a jump off these days?

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Carmelo: Tsk. Tsk.

2010-08-31T16:18:00.000-07:00

Source: Rhymes With Snitch

Dear Carmelo:

I'm not exactly sure why you felt the need to respond to Kat Stacks, but I am sure you now regret it. I too, have scathed at things written directly to me, and decided not to hit send.

Well, not really, as I am not as popular as you are. But you know what I am saying.

You just got married. Why do you even care about what many of us know to be common trash? Well, common hooker trash, to be specific.

Kat Stacks has her job, you have yours. Don't quit your day job...that's if the NBA isn't looking for a way to fire your ass as I type this post.

Next time, just walk away slowly. Makes everyone else involved less guilty, and keeps the pesky FBI away.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Soulja Boy: Or, can I call you Sloppy Boy?

2010-08-29T05:41:00.000-07:00

Dear Soulja Boy:

So, it's bad enough that Kat Stacks exists. But we, the public, accept her, because we all know God likes a good laugh.

But then she comes equipped with fake breasts and a phone. We dare not ask where she learned English, although based on listening to her, I'd have to guess between all the Alien movies, Werewolves, and some dude from Brooklyn. I only say that because she said Yo.

We know a few things after watching this video:

1. You are no longer a welcomed guest at the Intercontinental in Buckhead. Maybe anywhere there's an Intercontinental.

2. Your new name is Sloppy Boy Tell 'Em.

3. Cocaine is a terrible drug. So bad, it makes you do things like this.

Source: WorldStarHipHop.com

Don't worry, your sister Paris followed up your party with her own arrest in Las Vegas. I guess it's safe to assume you are both trying to get this all out of the way before the VMA's and Fashion Week. The season is upon us.

This is bad PR. I advise you to remedy this situation ASAP.

How? Oh, you've got to pay for those types of answers. Gee, I hope your people got skills.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Paris: Of Course it's not Your Cocaine. Noooo.

2010-08-29T03:00:00.000-07:00

Source: Web

Dear Paris:

You know, when you said the pot wasn't yours in South Africa, I didn't believe you, but I believed in the power of your last name, and just like that, it was gone, and you were free.

But then I read on Diary of a Hollywood Street King via TMZ that you got arrested in Las Vegas for possession of cocaine.

Once again, it's not your purse. I ask: "Chum'mon. Really?"

How stupid do you think we really are? Don't worry, if Lindsay only did 13 of her 90 day sentence, you will do at least 7. You've done it before, you know the drill.

I just add you to the list of coke-exposed users for the week. Thanks, I guess this also made it possible for me to write something of interest today.

Actually, you aren't interesting at all, but you are worth discussing for the current moment. I've already gotten up into Soulja Boy, so until something else happens, I'm done discussing this situation.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Caroline: You are my Italian Mother

2010-08-24T17:00:00.000-07:00

Photo Credit: NJ.com

Dear Caroline:

Kudos to you for delivering and serving what I saw was one of the best "Bye, B*tches" I've seen on television.

I'd not really watched this season, because frankly, it was clear that Danielle was an idiot. And no disrespect to your family, but the other ladies weren't able to contend with such a nut basket. They constantly got caught in her diatribe of nutness.

But then, that also means we'd have nothing to watch. So in you came to save the season from the debauchery and fuckery that occurred over a span of 10 episodes or so.

The fact that you called her garbage after 10 minutes of getting her to agree that the recent events had been ridiculous was great. You can clearly see her go into nutty mode, when her eyes began shifting rapidly from side to side. She and her wackness of weave was shaken to her core, even with her gun-toting bodyguard.

There's nothing worse than a loon basket creating a false sense of reality to pay the bills.

I mean, that's the point right?

Nonetheless, you made me want to ask you to be my Italian mother last night, so thanks.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Fantasia on GMA? Sure, why not.

2010-08-24T16:25:00.000-07:00

American Idol winner and recording artist Fantasia sat down with Robin Roberts to talk about her failed suicide attempts, and everything else she could fit into an 8-minute segment. She even had time to complement Robin on her look. Gotta squeeze in a "ooh, Chile!" somewhere, right?

Source: ABCNews.com

I'm not sure how to feel about this. One part of me says I wouldn't have a blog post to write if she didn't do this interview. The other part of me wishes she hadn't done this interview.

Here's to hoping the life coach will talk to her about carrying freeloaders and the ramifications. The life coach also needs to help her get her confidence level up. I think we tend to forget that 'Tasia was more of a reality superstar than anything else. America (and producers) picked her to carry on a show name via a singing career, and she hadn't even completed high school.

Oh well. The point is you now know that she was weak, and is trying to get stronger. I give her some credit for being a fighter by doing the interview, but 'Tasia, it's about time to look in the mirror and accept responsibility for your actions and decisions.

We the public do it daily. Kudos to Nurse Melanie, who basically was responsible for your return.

OK 'Tasia, run off to get the highest ratings VH1 will see this quarter, do promo tours, etc.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

YRB Magazine Art Issue Party @ Lucky Strike – 8.23.10

2010-08-24T10:17:00.001-07:00

VIP Section & DJ S&S - Photo Credit: Black Daria Photos

For those of you who aren't familiar, going out on a Monday or Tuesday night is traditional fanfare in NYC for the 'Industry' people. It's my personal belief that the history of this spans back to the late '90's, when industry types decided that they didn't feel comfortable hanging out with 'regulars' on Fridays. That's when most of America gets paid, and likely wants to take that 10% of their check to a bar as opposed to their savings account.

Since Industry people are never broke (HA!), they get together on days when they get paid, which is everyday. It's referred to as the Freelancer life. Very anti-Corporate.

Lucky Strike served as an interesting venue to hold an art/magazine event, but the chance to see the host, Swizz Beats, post-marriage made the task of going a tad worthy.

Not really, I was looking for a good party.

Walking in, I felt a tad confused. It was clear that between the industry folks and the people who got lucky (no pun intended) to know someone to get in, everyone was there for the free Ciroc. I mean, isn't that the reason why EVERYONE goes to these parties, to save 35-50 dollars on drinks?

I digress. I never got to see Swizz or Mary J. Blige, but I can confirm that it was Mary who actually got the party started two hours after it began. In the VIP section, many folks (couldn't tell you who people getting their pics taken were because there wasn't anyone formally announcing names on the red carpet in front, I stood on the other side of it for about 30 min) gathered to hear S&S spin the Mary Classics, and I personally got claustrophobic and left before the Fire Department showed up...the room was definitely over capacity. DJ Kalkutta should be commended for holding things down in the room I'd like to refer to as "people who aren't invited to VIP, but we still want you here to make this event look good" room.

I did get to stop and take a few flicks before I left VIP of these interesting Bookbags, painted by some of the artists featured in the issue.

Photo Credit: Black Daria Photos

Personally, the Wasted Talent bag is the one I would carry. It's very Black Daria thinking.

Like every good art party, you gotta throw up your tag to represent. See below.

Photo Credit: Black Daria Photos

xo,

Black Daria ;/

Dear Kanye: First a new Twitter account, now new music once a week...how rich.

2010-08-23T09:28:00.000-07:00

Pic Source: Rap Radar

Dear Kanye:

Because you woke up one day and decided we, the public, couldn't have enough of your antics and such, you've started a new 'trend' (besides finally deciding to get on Twitter two years after everyone else).

G.O.O.D. Fridays is your solution. A new song released every Friday until Christmas. Talk about marketing genius. It's about as moving as your personal goal of being this year's headliner at the VMA's by interrupting Taylor Swift last year, all because you can't help to smell your mentor Jay-Z's nuts at least once a day by jocking him and his wife. The Illuminati life, I suppose.

But those are just my thoughts. Let's see how committed you are to this. I personally, think you are so lame, and this is just another one to add to the list of lameness. You've interned at fashion houses, and this is what you come up with? I mean, kudos for deciding to stick with what you know, but seriously, this really just seems lame to me.

Whatever. I will wait patiently for another brilliant tweet from you, cause something tells me you can't commit yourself to music releases once a week. I know one day I will have something good to say about you. Just waiting for my moment...and not with bated breath, either.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

P.S. Tell Pharrell he's a cutie. Make yourself useful. Thanks.

New Meaning to "fits like a glove": Vibram Shoes...or Socks? Mulberry Shoes confirm Purple is in for Fall 2010

2010-08-23T09:00:00.000-07:00

Since I love fashion, I thought I would ask you all if you would be brave enough to wear these shoes:

Source: Rivaled

Purple is definitely the new black this season, but could I wear these? According to fashion site Rivaled, you can hike in Vibram shoes. For those with challenging looking toes, this could be your answer to all of that, except if you have bunions or hammertoes. I personally am a tad concerned about arch support in these, but I'd give them a shot.

Other purple Shoe contenders for this Fall include:

Source: Rivaled

Mulberry's Autumn/Winter 2010 collection. Love the pumps on the left.

Here's to hoping Purple is officially in the house. For me, it will always be that way. It is the color of royalty, right?

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Benzino: I don't think anyone cares about you...

2010-08-23T08:40:00.000-07:00

Benzino - Source: Web

Dear Benzino:

I read on Diary of a Hollywood Street King that you were arrested over the weekend for possession of marijuana. I wonder, does anyone read Hip Hop Weekly, the magazine you own?

I was really excited when that publication first came out, I even kept the first couple of issues because I thought of them as history in the making. I don't think people really care about this, but I figured I would let them know what you were up to...maybe people will venture off and go read the magazine now?

Probably not, you know we still haven't gotten over the mess you created at The Source.

*Kanye Shrug* Oh well.

Just informing the public of your misdeeds. I'm sure it will get thrown out in court and be forgotten about as fast as people have forgotten that Hip Hop Weekly actually exists. I may buy one this week just to see if it's as untimely as it was when I stopped buying it 3 years ago.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Swizz: Of course you are happy you married Alicia...Duh!

2010-08-23T08:15:00.000-07:00

Alicia and Swizz - Source: Access Hollywood

Dear Swizz:

I am not sure why Access Hollywood took the time to write up this little note, but you've been quoted as being happy you married Alicia Keys.

I think if the IRS wanted my ass, I too, would be happy to marry someone who had more money than I did. But we know that none of that really matters, right?

Just want to remind you of the sloppy mess you left behind, and that Twitter became your enemy thanks to Mashonda. We followed her heartache everyday...how wretched you were. Especially since I attended that great surprise party you threw for her at Cain back in 2006. I wouldn't have guessed that four years later, you would have thrown a bun in Alicia's oven and married her.

But boy, were you smart. When you saw that Mashonda wasn't making you any money (yes, we remember vaguely that she is also a singer), you went for the cash cow. I commend your skills, not many would be able to pull something like that off.

No, but seriously, Mazel Tov. Now, go produce something please. I am quite bored with the Alicia/Swizz union, and deep down inside, I am sure you are equally as tired of reading about it on every blog that deems it worthy to speak upon.

Don't eff this one up.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Wyclef: So...now what?

2010-08-22T18:21:00.000-07:00

Wyclef - Source: Web

Dear Wyclef:

Allow me to understand, because clearly, I'm tripping.

Haiti is devastated by an earthquake. The answer: You.

Sorry, I am still confused. I don't recollect you ever doing anything that would deem you worthy of being asked to run for President. I know, Reagan was an actor, then he became the President. Schwarzenegger did the same when he became Governor of California.

You know what the difference is though, right? You also see what happened when we were doomed under the rule of Reaganomics. Just go make an album, and donate ALL the proceeds to Haiti. That should be your contribution. Then go home to your fancy life in New Jersey, and produce some young person's album, as your time is truly running up and out.

I know it's easy to feel as if we could all be Presidents, especially in the age of Barack Obama. Trust me, I get it, but that still doesn't mean everyone should run for President.

However, I am aware you are getting the most press you've probably ever gotten, and even the Z-List would be honored to Google themselves and find stories adorning the pages of the New York Times, and other noteworthy papers and such.

That doesn't change the facts. You are not qualified, and that's that. I advise you to let this one go. Your "yes" people are doing you a huge disservice.

Sincerely,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Faith: Where have you been?

2010-08-22T17:35:00.000-07:00

Faith Evans - Source: Web

Dear Faith:

I am going to be honest. Not only do I not remember the last time you came out with an album, but I am actually too lazy to look it up online. I did, however, find this photo...I figured this wouldn't really be a valid blog post with one, so there.

I am a bit caught off guard by your recent arrest for a DUI. Are you trying to be a train wreck? Or have you always been one, and we've just been ignoring your bouts with Cocaine and such. Nope, don't feel like googling those stories either.

I just feel like you drove yourself literally into this mess...there was a checkpoint, and you got served.

Just know that if your album is coming out on October 5, it's likely that your court date will coincide with the release.

Which means that maybe 50 more people will be aware that you still make music. Hopefully, they will buy your album.

I am not saying I won't, just saying this arrest doesn't make my decision move in your favor. I personally am tired of celebrities getting arrested for things that could merely be solved by calling a cab. Or having some discipline.

Nonetheless, good luck with all of this. I still have my 'Keep the Faith' album. I advise you to do the same.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Fantasia: What is the message?

2010-08-20T08:22:00.000-07:00

Source: Web

Dearest Fantasia:

So, I am not exactly sure what happened the day you met Antwuan, but I can imagine that he looked quite hot and sexy as he gave you the rundown on all those options for your phone plan. Makes me warm and fuzzy inside too.

Not really, I just wanted to relate for a few minutes.

Fast forward: he told you he was married, but it wasn't working out. Here's something you should know: most times when a man pursues a mistress, the prior situation is NEVER working out, even if he's happy as a pig in slop. In other words, men will say anything to have what they shouldn't have, so you fell in the trap. And I feel for you, because it happens to A LOT of women.

Somewhere along the way, there's this thing called PRIDE. It's followed by FAITH. These two words are tricky, because they are considered nouns. They also aren't things we can see, just words to live by...and at some point, we are put to the test.

The problem here is the sloppiness. Pics of you canoodling with him, the tattoo you got on your neck (even the Lord won't be able to explain that, ladies should never get tattoos on their necks) and other ways you decided to tell the world you were in love, are just stories we aren't ready as the general public to hear. No one is a big fan of a woman looking as if she's in between being desperate and leans towards homewrecker.

I know these are things you should not have to worry about, but unfortunately, when the world decides you are a celebrity, it makes you have to be a tad more on point with the details. Not sure if I will watch your show, but we all know this news will make your next season "Must See TV" so I will keep an eye out for the train wreck, and hope that you get some help along this process.

Sincerely,
Black Daria ;/

P.S. Doesn't the way he spell his name just make you want to say NO?

Dear Montana: You are every Parent's Nightmare

2010-08-20T07:58:00.000-07:00

Montana and father in normal times. Source: Web

Dear Montana,

I am not sure what exact day you woke up and decided that you'd be a porn star, but that is probably the same day your father wished he hadn't had sex without a rubber with your mom.

Now, I know it's very easy to look at your girl Kim Kardashian and say, "I want to be like her," but that's such a different story from yours. For one, when she decided to be a starlet whore, her father had already died. He probably turned over in his grave, but those are things we will never know. The man was an upstanding lawyer, for Pete's sake.

Either way, I would have taken a line or two in a movie called in by my famous father before I decided to cash in on my ass. You doll, are no Heather Hunter. You should, however, reach out to her for some type of mentorship. Those spots on your ass that you refer to as Leopard spots clearly show that you aren't ready for the Porn game, everyone knows that Photoshop is a friend.

So, we will continue to watch this disaster, knowing at some point that you will realize the errors of your ways. Sure, the Adult Entertainment industry is a million dollar industry not to be ignored. But you could have at the very least changed your name, as per your father's suggestion.

In short, you are a mess.

Sincerely,
Black Daria ;/

P.S. I will still interview you, even though I highly doubt there will be substance to the dialogue.

Soulja Boy's Kiddie Ghostwriters, Rhianna likes Red, and other things to know...

2010-06-06T00:17:00.001-07:00

Saturdays are usually the best days of the week, because that's your first day off. I took a walk around the neighborhood, watched kids play, then came back to the blogs...yes, I am officially back, as I have been released from my "tour of duty" at my corporate job. So sad...sing me a love song please.

Some of the highlights from the Saturday Night Edition of the Black Daria Files:

SOULJA BOY STEALING FROM THE KIDDIES?

So, a few kids are up in arms regarding a song they claim was stolen by Soulja...check out their response below:

Chum'on Soulja...go stop by the kids house and say Hi...at the very least. #jussayin'

Here's a song I featured on tonight's show, check it out...I actually kinda like it. It's called 2 Milli. Now before you start getting indignant, just listen to the words to the song. Thx.

RHIANNA IN RED

Darn it...now I have to change up my color...just because. OK, I kid, I kid - but tell me, what do we think of Rhianna as a redhead? See below and comment:

Source: Rhianna Daily

CONFIRMED: ALICIA KEYS IS PREGNANT

Alicia Keys and Swiss Beatz showed up and yeah...she's pregnant. My response? Mazel Tov. Check the bump below:

Source: Rhymes with Snitch

Check out that and more on my show, just click here to listen.

So yea, that's all for now...more to come. But of course...what's my name?

xo,
Black Daria ;/

P.S. Looking for my photographer...it's time for summer pics, @Riklove...thx.

Dear Biggie...

2010-03-09T19:15:00.000-08:00

13 years ago, I was sitting on my bed at school, in shock when I saw Kurt Loder (or was it Sway?), and your face with those numbers across the screen.

I'd just finished my first semester at school, and was into my second. I'd listened to 'Ready to Die' as a "top 10 way to get back to New York while being on a desolate campus where I was the only black girl on my floor..."

But not the only fan you had. But you already know that.

So much so, the following year, I was elected House President. And that year, the house theme song was "All About the Benjamins," and the part that was always the best was your verse.

I couldn't hit them in the head with "Warning," so forgive me, for this was the best I could do on a racially-challenged campus. Yeah, that sounds good.

Fast forward to about two years later, and I landed an Internship that pretty much changed my life. I witnessed life after your death, and the ripple effects that can occur when the Flagship of the brand is Deceased. Many brands don't even make it past such occurences. Aaliyah comes to mind when I think of brands that suffer from tragedy. I'm sure you two kick it often.
In the meantime, I thought I'd play this song today in your memory. It's befitting of the times we are living in, and a message all of us need to hear: sky is the limit...now, more than ever.

Biggie Smalls Sky's the Limit- Watch more Videos at Vodpod.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Last Week on the Black Daria Files...

2010-03-08T20:06:00.000-08:00

I talked about a few things of interest to you, because you care, such as:

Bey's Beauty Center...or something.

Courtesy of DimeWars

Mr. & Mrs. Jay-Z's visit to the White House and a Center Grows in Brooklyn...

So Beyonce puts on her good samaritan hat yet again and opens a center in Brooklyn aimed at teaching men and women Cosmetology skills to become active members of society. I wonder if she will open nail and hair salons so these people have places to work. Or at least teach them how to "get a chair" at some of these places without getting laughed at because no one believes their official graduate certificate from the Beyonce Cosmetology Center. I guess that warrants a trip to see the President, who was able to make an impromptu visit with Bey. Don't be a Marilyn Monroe. That's all I'm saying.

NIVEA GETS CONJUGAL WITH LIL' WAYNE

So you wonder what Lil' Wayne did before he reported to Jail Monday morning? Since the courtroom caught fire causing smoke damage and other nonsense, his sentencing was delayed, so your hard tax dollars paid for Lil' Wayne to make nice with at least one of his misses before reporting for duty. It's been reported that Wayne has requested seclusion. Duh.

Source: D-Listed

JERMAINE'S BAD ASS KIDS

Seems Jermaine needs to focus on something else besides Reality Shows and a Concert Tour. Apparently it's OK to not only tape these kind of offenses, but then allow them to be leaked on the Internets. SMH.

ALLEN IVERSON'S WIFE FILES FOR DIVORCE

Source: Fine Google skills

~~Attention Groupies and Starlet Whores.~~ Seems Tawanna had enough of the shenanigans of the AI. That and the money pot is starting to dry up (who is he playing for again? Oh right, no one.) Either way, he's getting a divorce. Old news to some of you whom have already tried to reach out to him, knew to those whom didn't read it elsewhere yet.

CHILLI LOOKS FOR WHAT SHE WANTS...

And I hope her stank ass finds it. You should watch the trailer so you can decide for yourself, but Chilli has some deeper issues; some that I actually think affect many Black Women. I wonder if Tionna Smalls can save the day with some advice to Chilli...I think she appears hopeless, but this one will be worth a watch.

Catch more on the Black Daria Files Friday Special by clicking here.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Jay-Z,

2010-02-15T21:10:00.000-08:00

Sup Jay-

So, tell me...who do you see? And why weren't you there again? Because of what couldn't musically be touched, or the fact that you refuse to be on any record where autotune is involved.

Be Honest Jay.

~BD ;/

Last Week on the Black Daria Files: Ten Reasons why to NOT date a Rapper/Entertainer

2010-02-15T09:00:00.000-08:00

So last week, I took advantage of the snowy day in NYC to broadcast one of the most important BlogTalk shows I think I'll do this year. I will probably do others more important, but I found it especially important to get this message out sooner than later. As a guide since my talk show is about 1 hour and 30 minutes (don't worry, there are music breaks) I've noted some of the moments where I've talked about things you probably are interested in listening to, here's the link.

Top 3 Gossip Stories for the Day:

6:50 - 10:00: Matthew Knowles speaks and responds to the alleged new baby boy, whose mother appears to be...who knows. My response? Gotta listen.

10:00 - 11:53: Beyonce, Jay-Z, Alicia Keys & Lady GaGa not present at the recording of "We Are The World 25 Years for Haiti." I already addressed them on my blog, but now they had to be blasted, Black Daria style.

11:56 - 14:05: Bad Girls Club - One of my favorite shows on TV right now. Listen to my perspective on comparison to one of the great Talk Shows of the past, and my theory on why Flo really got kicked out the house.

Start of the Top 10 Reasons why you should NOT date a rapper/entertainer begin at 35:45:

36:00: #10 - They are pimps. Cocktail came on the Reunion for For the Love of Ray J 2 and decided to blow the pimp game up...at least the one that exists amongst folks like Ray J. I'll probably buy Brandy's albums anyway.

39:00: #9 - They have no business since, making them bad providers. They think the small advances make them rich...and they buy you a Louis Vuitton...then what? Listen as I discuss what else they can't afford.

43:50: #8 - Your Entourage will mess things up. That's just what they do. I discuss why they do this, and what they do exactly.

I got a text around the 56:50 mark telling me that rappers would be mad at me for what I was saying. My response? Gotta go to that mark to hear it.

58:25: #7 - The inability to commit. There's just no way. Between the entourage's influence, the money that seems to have a steady stream, and the girls who are looking at him onstage and hiding in select parts of the stage, including backstage, it makes it difficult...there's more to it, but...don't make me say listen again.

62:48: #6 - The Road Life. Find out what really happens on the road by listening to this part of the show. Simply put, it's not what you think.

Music on the Show includes:

00:05: "New York City Boy" - TL Cross
30:24: "Uggs to Hugs" - Kel Spencer featuring Jesse Boykins III
48:04: "Taking Over The World" - Lola Davis
58:39: "Eye On You" - Kel Spencer featuring Lydia Caesar
87:10: Staple Me - Peter Hadar

Next up: Numbers 5 -1; You can get the link to remind yourself by clicking here.

Shout out to @thatwritingchic & @Shahidah_J, who called and chimed in at the 18:00 & 23:35 respectively.

Until the next show,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Readers and Lovers: A Black Daria Video dedication

2010-02-14T22:35:00.000-08:00

Dear Readers and Lovers,

I could careless about this over-commercialized holiday. As my good friend Coco Jackson says, everyday is the 14th. With that, my love song to you.

A hint on what's to come...and Happy Valentine's Day from Black Daria. But really, whatever. xo, Black Daria ;/

Dear @Cthagod...are you Gay?

2010-02-11T12:00:00.000-08:00

Dear Charlemagne,

Excuse me? Please "''splain Lucy...'splain!" (in my Desi Arnaz voice).

~Black Daria ;/

P.S. I've emailed "Glittadick" as suggested in this video. I'm getting to the bottom of this one...either he's high in this video, or somebody needs to..."'splain."

Rhianna's Bad Video Moment: A letter by Black Daria

2010-02-11T10:00:00.000-08:00

Dear Rhianna,

Girl. There's far too much to say, and who am I but a simple blogger...blogger #58. I know nothing.

But you do know this video is trash right? Jean-Michele Basquiat would turn over in his fucking grave and shoot up if he saw this...trash. As would Keith Haring and Andy Warhol.

xo,
Black Daria ;/

P.S. Also read about the fight that broke out at LIV the night after Superbowl Sunday. As per the comments suggestions, I think you need extra security. #Justsayin

Sources: Wikipedia, RWS

A VIDEO MOMENT with BLACK DARIA: Core Students @ Great Adventure - 2008

2010-02-11T07:00:00.000-08:00

OK, so I kinda lied. Sometimes I have to show a video in between my letter writing. When I got this one via my inbox, I was amazed that these kids haven't been on a TV show yet...

IDEA!

Stay Tuned. In the meantime, shout out to Nikki Duncan-Smith - mother of Eden Sanaa ;)

**dedicated to Nanny of St. Albans, Sag Harbor...a true renaissance Black Woman. Not my real Nanny, but everyone who met her knows she belonged to all of us. RIP, Nanny :)

Dear Jay-Z, Beyonce, Alicia Keys and Lady Gaga: a "not so nice" letter

2010-02-10T10:00:00.000-08:00

Dear Beyonce, Jay-Z,Alicia Keys & Lady Gaga,

Sup my peoples. I've been notified that you were conveniently "unavailable" for the 25th anniversary of the "We Are The World" for Haiti recording.

Note: For the record, please scan for those whom made it to this..."thing."

Now, I know what you're about to say...my response is to "shut the fuck up and listen."

Now, for a little history sake, just would like you to know something, as I can tell some of you skipped a few classes in middle school..and you additionally weren't paying attention to popular culture.

Michael Jackson singlehandedly saved MTVs ass. Yes, ONE VIDEO. Followed by others, of course. When launched in August 1981, MTV showed promise to be a destination for all things music.

But there was a problem...

And that problem was that the radio dial had many stations. Not everyone was into Rock post-disco era...this "Pop" thing was making a rise. And the customer was most important at that time. MTV was a baby as far as pay-for-tv services were concerned.

I'm sure Jay you can relate...cable was JUST being installed in my neighborhood of Crown Heights in the early 90s...in the 80s, our demo was an afterthought.

Until MJ...he paved the way for "different" music.

Because of MJ, many other types of music essentially landed on the channel, and shows like "Yo MTV Raps" were created.

Let's add onto this: as a humanitarian, no one has come close to MJ. He selflessly gave back to those who needed it most, and was happy to bring joy to anyone's life, even though he could never have the peace we earned as human beings.

So I ask, what EXACTLY is your fucking excuse? You didn't get it? Wanna show MJ up? You'll have to do alot to get to that status, I don't give a flying ringding fignooty (my mother made that up) what you've done "since MJ"...with your generation/s (yeah, Jay makes it so) especially, there would be no "you" without MJ.

You're fucking ridiculous.

Respectfully,
Black Daria ;/

Dear Bad Girls Club Producers: A positive letter written by Black Daria

2010-02-09T10:51:00.000-08:00

Dear Producers of the Bad Girls Club:

Wow. Don't know how you do it every week, but this season just keeps getting better. Between the multiple fights, love trysts and that hot guy who stops by to water the plants, I, like Flo, just can't get enough.

I think the genius in this show, like Jersey Shore, is the shooting. Your Cameramen get an A+ for being able to run behind these whorettes. Surprised the house isn't padded from the windows to the wall.

You also know how to tell a good story, and you show the right clips to set up the show. I appreciate recall...I have a great memory, but refreshers help.

All I can say is, I'm never dissapointed. You're giving me fond memories of my Jerry Springer days, specifically the years between 1993-1997 (glory years).

I'm almost positive that you must own or have seen at one time in your life "too hot for TV" which highlights some of Springer's finer moments on television.

Don't be ashamed...I'm curious. Please, email me. I'd love to just give my weekly thoughts on the show (feedback/qualitative research).

Best,
Black Daria ;/

P.S. Below are more of my favorite moments, skipped last week's photos for this post, but let's see what tonight brings.

Will Natalie be Bi-sexual this week? Will Flo be the "one" she chooses?

Will Annie step to Flo? Natalie?

Keep tainting Kate's food? This is so freaking nasty btw...all because she's mentally capable of doing worse...this is the chick that burns down her house 6 months after the show goes off the air. Ask Danger.

LOL...no, I think you should caption this one...please.

OK, really fin. Or whatever.

~BD

source: Bad Girls Club & RWS

Black Daria's Year in Pictures - 2009

2010-01-25T09:00:00.000-08:00

I thought about where I should start...or at least, how to begin this process of writing and telling you how I feel about the world around me. I think the answers are letters.

First, thanks to those who called, texted and emailed me to ask me when I was going to blog again. It's not that I needed to feel missed or anything, I did (like we all do) need to know I was on to something here on this little blog.

So, I decided that I love to write letters, so I am just going to start writing letters and emails to celebrities, potential dates, and whomever else I wish to talk to...since this other blog I used to read a few years ago looks as though it's really never coming back, I guess I will give it a shot, eh? I'm personally bored with the "picture and insult" blogs that swear they are on to the edge of professional journalism. The blogs I support keep it edgy and they simply put, just have a authentic voice I appreciate.

So, without further ado, before I begin my letter/e-mail writing campaign, I'd like to show you some pics I took with some folks that I never got to post, but always intended to...Black Daria's scrapbook for 2009:

Teyana Taylor. The other day, my fellow blogger dude @UrbanREUP asked "No disrespect, but who exactly is she?" Simply put, she's Harlem's Princess. Acheived her beginnings on a little show called My Super Sweet 16, got signed by this Producer named Pharrell Williams, then signed a deal with this company called Interscope Records. ..

And blah blah blah...oh, I also threw a little party for her that wasn't documented on television. A fundraiser for a charity she promotes, supporting a local after-school center she attended growing up.

She's also a beautiful girl, so please do me a favor bloggers: lets not demoralize her. She's not who you think she is, and I know this first hand from spending time with her family.

So yeah, I'll probably be biased about Teyana. Sue me. Oh well, as Miss Jones says.

Necole Bitchie, Mario, and Spongebob as Yogabob. Russell Simmons loved this plush at Sundance in 2009. I gave it to Necole as a gift for her birthday held at Taj back in the Fall 2009. A fellow reader sent me a text days later saying she'd just tweeted about "playing with Spongebob" or something like that. Well, I hope she had fun, whatever she was doing.

Publicist Mecca Moore...she threw the event for Necole. Great person, and so busy, I've only spoken to her via Twitter since we took this picture...maybe that will change in 2010 :)

Keke Palmer. Never met such a true 16 year-old. Fun, bubbly and sweet. Signing autographs after a Fashion Show for her new line at Wal-Mart, Mad Style - also the name of the fashion company on her show on Nickelodeon, True Jackson, VP. Wishing the best for her success.

Spongebob. He turned 10 last July, and we had a big party for him. As you can see, he loves to be kissed.

Photographer Terrance Jennings. He's always out and about...if I don't see Johnny Nunez, I see Terrance.

Celebrity Blogger Micah Jesse. He was JUST on Good Day New York this morning...great personality...I told him I was a "friendly" blogger, and when I have time, I come out and meet the people. Was happy to finally meet him.

DJ and Photographer D-Nice. When we took this picture I had to inform him that I was treated like a stepchild when I tried to attend his birthday party at Taj. He said it wasn't his fault, and I knew that...I mean it was his birthday. I just felt that since I'd supported Jessica Rosenblum's events in the dead of winter when only 7 people showed up, that I shouldn't have deal with the shenanigans at the door.

DJ Lance. So, why not? All the other kids were getting their pictures taken, so I figured I'd take my opportunity. Plus, without the gear he looks like a Raphael Saadiq type. He could be my boyfriend. Yeah, I said it. I was asked by the events director to stop the fury of people trying to get pictures with DJ Lance because "I know how to tell people 'No' in a nice way." Can someone tell him to call me? Laugh now, but that orange suit pays bills folks. Black Daria is totally game.

Well, let's see how 2010 fares out for my photo adventures. Until then, let's pray for Haiti and the hope that finally the world will pay attention to people that need us most.

xoxo,

Black Daria ;/

BLACK DARIA REVIEWS: 2009 AMA'S

2009-11-29T08:00:00.000-08:00

Too many things happened at the AMA's. I didn't watch the whole thing, but I'll start with what I caught, followed by what was online:

J. LO BUSTS HER ASS

No words. I'll let Whitney get up in that ass, maybe a little Thanksgiving Special of "Keeping It Real, Whitney" is in the works. Stay tuned.

WHITNEY IS A DIVA

I refuse to say anything bad about Whitney "THE DIVA" Houston. She gave her best live performance I've heard since promoting her album. Let's face facts. She's just not the Whitney we used to know, but she was the one we remembered last night. Take notes Bey and co.

RHIANNA'S AD FOR BAND-AID/ACE BANDAGES

I hope Johnson & Johnson broke her off for this...was it a coincidence that I thought of Band-Aids and my mind shot back to a bruised up Rhi? Or was I just supposed to be stupid and that was just supposed to fly over my head. And I guess the shoulder pads were to distract me from the lack of singing she actually did while on stage. OK, cool. She sucked anyway. I don't care what happened, she sucked and that's that.

LADY GOO-GOO-GAA-GAA

I mean whatever. I don't hate her, but don't really love her either. I don't know, just always so freaking distracted by the massive amount of shit that she wears, like that alone needs a show. Someone sent my co-host Courtney Brown a picture of the chick from The Fifth Element, and that's a perfect comparison to this outfit GooGaa is wearing.

EMINEM AND 50 CENT - BECAUSE HE CAN'T GET SHOT AT THE AMA'S

I assume that's why 50 performed, otherwise I would have been OK with just Eminem. Maybe 50 fit the quota. Or something. Em's last verse is the best part, IMO.

ALICIA KEYS & HER CHASITY JACKET

I don't really know why the show felt that after she performed with Jay, we needed to see her by herself. Filling that quota I guess, plus Bey wasn't available. Could be a reflection of the music, which kinda sucks, but somewhere Jazmine Sullivan or Chrisette Michele could have filled in a blank.

***THINGS I MISSED (AND THAT'S OK):

JAY & ALICIA

Sounds like Alicia is pushing through her voice...just isn't smooth to me...and I just am kinda like Jay-Z's broach is bothersome.

***PERFORMANCE I WISH I'D SEEN LIVE

TIMELESS JANET

People were hard on Janet about this performance but I thought she did her thing, isn't she over 40? Shiiiiiieeet, if I could remember five dance steps in a row, I'd be proud of myself. This was a mini-concert. I felt Mike's energy in this performance...yeah yeah, I know that sounds wack and clique, but that's how I felt about the performance.

Signing off,
Black Daria ;/

Gangs take it to the Social Media sites to get it on...

2009-11-29T05:49:00.000-08:00

Photo Source: Daily News

Just when you thought people got hip to the computer forensics of things, enter gangs.

I was watching NY 1, and this article appeared and somehow it caught my attention. Anytime I hear the word Twitter, my ears perk up. Gangs are taking their beef to Twitter, right around the corner.

I dunno, I'm amazed. You?

Read the article here.

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

Since EVERY other F'ing blogger is gonna post it...

2009-11-16T22:39:00.000-08:00

So will i...why not get a few freaking hits on my blog too?

I still think that Beyonce is too much. I also like the Sweet Dreams video better than this one, even though that one looks like the other four she did before that one.

But I digress from my point.

Beyonce, featuring Lady Gaga. Here's how I imagined this went down:

To: Bey
Date: September 14, 2009
Time: 1:04 PM
From: Gagabitches

Hey Bey-

Can I call you that now? Good seeing you at the show last night. So, I'm rethinking this whole Kanye tour after the stunt he pulled. Hope my management gets on that before they start releasing the promos, although you know shit like that makes for good press.

Anyway, let me get to the point. ~~After your father practically squeezed my ass several times to get my attention despite my security...~~ Your father Matthew (nice man, please send him my regards) suggested I speak to you about a duet. He thinks it would be big for both of us.

Maybe we'll go on tour?

Let's do lunch.

~GGbitches

**********************
From: Bey
To: Gagabitches
Date: September 15, 2009
Time: 2:12 PM

Dear Lady Gaga-

Please be advised that this is Beyonce's assistant typing for her, as she does not care to type unless necessary. ~~She's also not very smart, and couldn't write a sentence to save her ass, however, she's gifted and I'm honored to work with her.~~

As per your request, Beyonce's management will be in touch soon. As soon as we find a song to recycle, we will schedule a call with your people immediately.

As per Beyonce, she "Will pass on lunch. I'm not as desperate as Ciara yet, and I'd rather pull that Trump card later." (Sorry, she makes me write these things.)

Sincerely,
Beyonce's Assistant (awaiting her clearance on calling her Bey, please refrain until obtaining notice, as per her lawyer who reads every email I write.)

************************

Well, you be the judge on the end product. Courtney Brown, my co-host on Thursday's Return of the Black Daria Files radio show, seems to like Bey, and no likey Gaga.

I think everyone knows how I feel about this, and I think it may have been a reach to get Taylor Swift. Or something.

Your thoughts?

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

A moment with Author King Dhakir: Black Daria's First Interview

2009-11-14T00:00:00.000-08:00

Black Daria loves a good book. I just finished reading Twilight and I'm looking forward to reading New Moon before it comes out...those werewolves in the commercial...oops.

Anyway, I met King Dhakir at a friend's going-away party, and when he told me he was a writer, I was impressed. It wasn't until about a month later or so that I took him a tad more seriously...most reviewers are given free books to review, but I actually believe in supporting people, so I did things the old fashioned way. Not true, I was actually forced to buy the book...even Black Daria wasn't worthy enough of a free copy (somewhere I can hear King saying "Why do black people always want something for free?")...

The title is captivating, especially at a time when you're afraid to say out loud "I Hate My Job." It also sounds like you know what it's about, but I guarantee there's a lot more to the title. I read it expecting the typical story but was already thrown by the fact that the book had over 300 pages...but I interrupted my Twilight Saga and indulged.

King currently lives in Brooklyn, but hails from Chicago. He's now making the rounds up and down the East coast promoting his book. And Ladies, he's also single, and advertises this on the back of his book. You can talk about that amongst yourselves.

Black Daria: There's a theme throughout the book, the red cardinal, can you talk about its signifigance?

King Dhakir: The cardinal symoblizes resurrection, and red symbolizes death. When things are about to change, the cardinal appears as the warning. It can also be seen as a spiritual cleansing, I believe it's the Cardinal who proceeds over the Catholic church.

BD: Tell us something about the main character, Justice, that we wouldn't know from reading your book. We know he's a college graduate now working a retail job to try to make ends meet. We also know he lives in Brooklyn and works in Harlem. What else should we know about him?

KD: Justice is striving to find his way like a lot of men. He's trying to find an identity without being complacent in his current situation. Even though he has a lot of women in the book, and carries himself as a lion on the outside, when he looks in the mirror, he still sees a kitten. Justice is a go-getter and is going after a vision, not just a dream. Justice is looking for the greatness within himself to get to the vision.

BD: Bloomberg was just elected mayor for a 3rd term in New York City. One of your supporting characters, Felicia, is an activist; how would she feel about the current state of affairs in NYC today?

KD: Felicia would have been on the front lines educating people about the changes happening right under their noses. The book itself takes place in two boroughs that have seen enormous amounts of gentrification taking place. Prices are still increasing, and gentrification is still taking place, displacing Black Americans to make room for a different class of people or big businesses. I hope that when people read the book they will feel empowered with knowledge on this topic.

BD: Where did the title of the book come from?

KD: The “I” stands for individual or identity. Hate is an emotion, and job stands for “just over broke.” When you start a new job, the first day you are usually bugging out, sitting at your new desk or standing at your new post, asking yourself if you belong there. Sometimes as you are there, you begin to feel stuck, like sort of a prison you’ll never get out of, trapped or hopeless. On the cover, the heart wrapped in chains recognizes the conflict, but the journey is to release your heart from the trap or chains to live your true visions.

BD: I read an interview you did with Urban Reviews where you mentioned that writing was barely discussed in a public forum. Can you touch on that and discuss your process?

KD: Mathematics are the key to life, and keeps gravity in check. I subconsciously wrote the book with a beat in mind, to keep people interest and make it a read that follows through without breaks. A lot of people don’t talk about the mechanics of writing anymore because the writing game has become money driven, so that’s what their focus is: if street fiction and erotica are selling on the streets, that’s what they choose to write. It isn’t fair to readers to get the same stories, and what’s happened with rap music, specifically gangsta rap, has happened with this book genre. It’s now flooded, and it’s time for something new.

I also took the time to have the book professionally edited, another area where I see a lot of corners cut. It doesn’t serve the reader any justice if your book has inconsistent paragraph structure, spelling, grammatical or punctuation errors. Writers need to know the mechanics and the passion has to return. I feel these are the tools of an influential writer.

BD: How have you used the digital age to promote your book?

KD: Right now, I have over 2000 friends of Facebook, and about 5000 MySpace friends, however, I know that when I have a book signing, I may only get 1 percent of those people. I don’t rely completely on those outlets to sell my book, but I do continuously advertise, as I have gotten sales from talking about the book online. The key was consistency. Otherwise, I am out in the trenches.

BD: So what you are saying is, you don’t just stay behind your computer screen…

KD: Jesus and Elijah Muhammad were amongst the people, so I have to be as well. I always carry a book to sell, I’m like Clark Kent almost. But I don’t rely on just being online, I know the importance of talking to the people, and I do that as well.

BD: Talk about your next book.

KD: It’s called “Cracked Mirrors are Good Luck”; I don’t want to give the plot away, but it will be five short stories based off the words of the title. “Cracked” will be the first, with crack being used as a metaphor, but will be a person in the book. It’s a science fiction book based off real life situations. That’s all I will say for now.

BD: Lastly, who have been some of your writing influences?

KD: Actually, MCs have been more influential in my writing than other writers. When I tried styles like Donald Goines or Eric Jerome Dickey, I failed terribly, and realized then I had to find my own voice. I took four years off from the time I’d written anything last to find my own voice. That’s been the most important voice in my writing; my own. Through writing as an MC, it helped me to make the transition, and find my own voice.

-fin-

My first interview, I think I did pretty damn good. If you buy his book, then that means I did really well.

You can find King online at www.kingdhakir.com, as well as on Facebook and Myspace. It's worth your money, and a quick read...so go on, buy the book.

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

It's Natural...

2009-11-05T16:57:00.000-08:00

Depends on who you ask, but in the end...this is definitely a classic case of not understanding what love is...how old are you again, Rhianna?

It was time to hear this story, and I didn't say it, but my homegirl Courtney Brown pretty much reminded me of the fact that Rhianna's album is dropping later this month.

I would like to know the following:

1. Who hit who first? Not just that night, but in general?

2. What was it that you loved about him?

3. Why did you think it was Normal? Got the part about telling yourself it wasn't happening...but I need more details.

4. Are you going to therapy? Spirital advisors?

So mant questions guess we will learn more tomorrow. Sigh.

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

Winter Boo Informational Video

2009-11-04T20:02:00.000-08:00

See, here's the thing. They DO put a Parental Advisory at the beginning of the video. That doesn't change the fact that this video is very easy for little eyes to find.

However, Trey Songz and I may need to talk about this...you know, talk.

Hot. Damn. My winter boo needs to just watch this video, then holla at me. That includes Trey Songz. He's not currently in play, but he certainly can be after watching this...these are the moments where I's young, single, and wants to mingle with something like this...

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

Always happens on a Monday.

2009-11-02T20:30:00.000-08:00

Why do companies always pick a Monday to fire you? Is it because your chances of drinking yourself into oblivion and walking in front of a cab, with the company and your boss getting the news of your untimely passing is what COULD happen if they fire you on a Friday?

Well, as a person whose been fired a few times (I know, shocking) I can tell you that it's probably better they do it on a Monday. Per my background in e-recruiting (before I found my long lost sister, Daria) a candidate has hope if the firing happens on a Monday, as it thus increases a chance for a lead to a new opportunity that week.

Of course we said shit like this when dot-coms were going out of style, but nobody quite knew for certain until we were sold to this larger company, and well, you know the rest. But I actually was never fired from that dot com, so I can't say bad things about my experiences there.

Know that most firings are usually unjustified, and happen for the following reasons:

1. You've pissed you're boss off.

2. You've pissed your boss's boss off.

3. You've cost said company too much money, and you're now more of a liability than an asset.

For Charlemagne Tha God, I believe all of the above happened. You can click here to hear the initial interview. It's been said that the mighty wizard of J-Oz or something made a call. All really good press for Jay, keeping him out there as that dude to be feared. Or something.

Of course, the media whore that I am allows me to see past the tomfoolery, and get to the point.

So here we go.

Cthagod (thanks Google)

I received the "bat-text." I then, (like 200+ other people probably asked at the same time if it were true) sent him a tweet. I guess it was because I had high hopes for @cthagod, especially having known him a few years back when he was still Wendy's sidekick and I was texting him, begging him not to tell her my name as she talked shit about me for repping "nobodies." You'll have to go in the archives to find that one. I'm sure he's not gotten too big for his bridges to remember that moment.

No response to my tweet, so I finally decided to just grow up and click on the page, where I saw the tweet. And that's that. The most talked about interview last week somehow equalled someone getting fired.

For the record, that wasn't the explanation. The station decided to "go in a different direction..." It's the classic legal way of firing someone without liability because they can't tell you that you're a jerk-off, or someone else from a different place needs your job more than you do. At least, that's Corporate America. Or something.

Below is an example of how to conduct an interview that isn't airing on a corporate-owned network. Keyword in the sentence is corporate.

You know, I have a whole bunch of things to say about this, but I'll let you all do that. Thank Rhymes With Snitch for today's contribution of this fuckery we all love so much.

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

P.S. Did Beanie mention the name Karleen? Isn't that Diddy's current assistant, young lady who appears in the new episodes of I Wanna Work For Diddy 2? He yells her name but really is joking, for those whom watched it tonight, or you can catch it somewhere online. Could be a coincidence...could be nothing at all. Hmmm...

Friday Night Vi-...Songs: I Invented Sex, I Create Blogger Drama, etc...

2009-10-30T17:14:00.000-07:00

I don't think there's a video for this song yet (at least I didn't find one). It's probably because of the content of the lyrics...no way you could pull this off without it being soft porn.

Instead, you just get to look at Trey Songz looking really...never mind, there's that whole mess going on with Necole Bitchie and Sandra Rose...click here for the initial blast-off leading up to this one, followed by this one. It was quite the tennis match.

I do, however, have a question. Has TMZ ever gone after D-Listed or Pink Is The New Blog? Does Just Jared ever go after Perez Hilton? Oops, wait. There was this unfortunate mishap with the ever-popular pimple post back in 2008. However, I doubt Perez cares.

Guess why? Because he's getting a check regardless.

Let's face the facts here. Black Bloggers are not just a few, there are many great black bloggers out there. I've had run-ins with one particular blogger (whom to this day I still think is extremely stank, particularly with customer service) but I doubt I'd ever talk about her. If anything, we all should be working together to create some sort of digital blogging firm or something.

But I digress from my point, which is Trey Songz. My message is pretty clear. Get it together ladies, the muslinging is high school, the exchanges are juvenile, and there are far too many checks to get. Unless this was a huge publicity stunt, although I highly doubt that...

Snap.out.of.it.

That's all. And now onto the musical break:

I just love this song. Yes, it's nasty, but I love it.

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

PS...Please believe that I believe in defending oneself, but silence does far more damage. As writers, at times we are forced to think before we write, not because we want to, but because it's part of the process.

In case you missed Jay @ Game 2 of the Yankees vs. Philles

2009-10-29T21:58:00.000-07:00

And they won and stuff, score was 3-1. But just a few notes:

1. Alicia sounds flat...off-key...or something is just not right.
2. Crowd reaction, can I get that? Not in the budget I guess. And it's quite a large affair.
3. I want Alicia's Jacket. She can keep those boots.
4. What did Jay-Z say to Alicia at the end? Anyone know? Happens @ the 3:40 mark.

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

Song that's stuck in my head...

2009-10-22T18:46:00.001-07:00

For some reason, I haven't been able to get this song out of my head for the past hour, so I guess, I'll share so you too, can enjoy my misery...in a good way. I still love this song and this video is genius to me. And it didn't even require principal starlet whores. Nice.

Enjoy.

Oh shit, wait...

Oh, silly disabled videos. For kicks, a picture is below to intrigue you, followed by the link to the video...like you are saying right now "Oooo, wonder what song she picked..."

Clink on the wink, trust me, it's worth it ;)

The lyrics to me are dope. IMO, of course.

xoxo,

Black Daria ;/

Chris Brown & Angie Martinez: Chrissy's First Radio Interview since...you know.

2009-10-21T21:45:00.000-07:00

Chris Brown sat down with Angie Martinez on Wednesday afternoon to discuss...do I need to say what?

So here you go, parts 1-5 (yes, there are 5 parts):

PART 1

PART 2

PART 3

PART 4

PART 5

Haven't listened to them yet, but let me know your thoughts...this will serve as my bedtime listening, I suppose.

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

Tionne talks about "Setting it Off" in Arista Records

2009-10-21T21:28:00.000-07:00

Wow, on some "Set It Off" shit, word (starts at the 2:53 mark):

I have a new found respect for Left Eye...I always knew I loved her for a reason, and yep, this is it.

Tionne...$78K on children's clothes? I think that's about the cost of some kid's education...you know, like the one you mention folks should get...I mean Mazel Tov, seriously, but $78K? Can you please adopt me?

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

P.S. Peep how they "interrupted" who's meeting? LOL, sorry but that's really funny, Diddy has to be laughing somewhere.

Source

Dear Tionna: a letter written from a friend to a friend

2009-10-21T18:25:00.000-07:00

Dear Tionna,

We didn't get to finish our conversation about this whole Ciara thing today...

Frankly, she should probably hire you as her publicist. We know first and foremost you're a relationship expert, amongst other things, but the ladder of success is quite tall.

As you know Black Daria's true government name* you know what I do when I'm not blogging, being what you call "the voice of reason" amongst other hats I wear.

Here's what I didn't get to say to you before you had to go, but I thought this would be a good time to respond to the obvious tomfoolery that occurred that night with CiCi-boo.

1. I'm from Brooklyn too...certainly not "in the streets" but had some moments in the streets when my mom thought I was in Ballet class (sorry Mom). But those days are long gone. There's a time and a place for everything, and in your heart, you know who you are...people aren't even checking for CiCi, as I mentioned a few months back. She has always been a wannabe Britney to me, and that bitch is the truth, mental breakdowns and all. Never Ever was her response to Britney's Circus? Hands down, bitch loses. Not that CiCi's a bitch, and I say that with love (Ari Gold lovers will appreciate when I say that). I notice since that post I wrote back in April that response tag has been removed, and also peeped that she's straight up wearing Beyonce "Crazy In Love" outfit, amongst other tacky don'ts. A true stylist can make H&M look like a million bucks, ask June Ambrose or Shelly Castro. I could go on, but that would digress from my point. Bottom line, insecurity is a bitch, hence her little "moment" in the green room.

2. While I understood your fustration, I'd like to stress the following again: FUCK HER, DO YOU. I don't think I said it like that last time, so let me explain. Even though we know (we meaning those whom have listened to your radio shows, or are from NYC in general and Gawker) who you are, Las Vegas does not; not everything a person says warrants a response. Trust me, I learned that the hard way a few years ago. If you don't believe me, you can google my days as Buckeey's rep. I'll end that one there.

3. What I've learned (and still learning) as I climb up the ladder is, no matter how anyone treats me, it will NOT ever validate who I am, nor should it ever take me to a place where I am taken outside of myself. The email you wrote may have better suit a personal diary entry, but trust me, everyone knows that no one is checking for CiCi-boo. Sorry, but those are currently the facts. If she wants to go ahead and prove me wrong, I'd kinda appreciate it, because I'm pretty bored with today's current playlists on the radio, as far as female singers. In Ciara's case, she always has, and will be a vocal stylist.

4. Never argue with a vocal stylist. SINGERS will always treat you with respect. Vocal stylists are often insecure, so they do one of two things: either surround people around them who worship them (the 'yes' men) or they put down others around them whom THEY believe they have an advantage over. With that said, even if she thought you were Chilli's publicist, secretary or shoe shiner, your role in anything concerning your work should not ever be determined by someone else, no matter what they say, especially when they aren't cutting you a fucking check. This is especially the case when the likelihood that they will ever cut you a check is Nil. How many times have I been mistaken for another minority at my company, all because you know, we "look alike?" I'd hardly survive in Corporate America, let alone life, if I fought EVERYONE that did me wrong.

5. One of the most important things my mother taught me is to never worry about others and what they say, because I was HER CHILD. Sounds really silly, but that meant alot to me as a child and still does today. I was a reflection of her, and whatever I did would be retroactive to who she was; sounds like a huge weight to wear on one's shoulders, but I think it's the thing that allows me to build character and gain respect from my peers; those who really know who I am. Those are the people that matter to me, and from what I saw in the room on your birthday that night, the people in that room are who should matter to you: family and friends.

I end with this: always be yourself and remember where you're from, but know that not everything needs to be responded to, especially "catbags" such as Ciara (that's one of my favorite words you use).

And I say that with love.

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

*This is the part where I tell you my real name, but really, that's no one's business...unless you want it to be, of course ;/ Google me, baby.

P.S. Let's stay focused on the plan, T ;)

Black Daria's Friday Night Videos (on Saturday): Mario's Co-dependency Anthem

2009-09-05T08:46:00.000-07:00

I can't front, I love this song...but seriously, isn't this shit the anthem for co-dependent relationships?

Gucci,
Black Daria *wink*

P.S. HUSTLERS yell Gucci, but they'll probably never be able to buy it for you, let alone own a a car to drive you anywhere...you'll always be driving.

There's always an excuse...

2009-09-05T08:15:00.000-07:00

Hmmm...so let's see here:

1. She (obviously crack is one of her many problems that some blogs have touched upon) was going to go shoot a film scene, and get a burger and a few bucks.

2. He's not a pimp, he's a HUSTLER. He HUSTLES. *wink*

3. A long time ago, I once read where a music executive said he doesn't hustle, because it gets you nowhere.

Other notable mentions:

4. Names of crackheads that have been through the hood include Ike Turner (RIP) Robert Downey Jr., A Pointer Sister (cause I was about to say do not talk about Auntie Patty), etc.

I'll leave with this. You don't have to necessarily be a crackhead who's unfortunately bi-polar to be in a situation like this, and you also can choose to believe what you wish. A HUSTLER will always be a HUSTLER.

xoxo,
Black Daria

Bitchasses at work: The 3rd (right?) Maia Campbell video...

2009-09-03T18:51:00.000-07:00

Now while this didn't happen to me, DON'T let this happen to you...it's quite bitchass of these dudes (and I think I heard a female other than Maia at one point). And there are some female bitchasses out there...we will get to that soon...

By the way, she, at one time, was a rising starlet.

xoxo,

Black Daria ;/

About a bitchass...

2009-09-01T00:00:00.000-07:00

I've neglected a topic far too long...I've tried to protect those who I thought may be innocent, but today I learned that there's just no protecting a bitchass.

Here is my story.

We met over 8 years ago...according to him, he remembers the first time we met, and he instantly knew he was smitten with me. Of course, I didn't notice...a huge problem at the time was he had a girlfriend, and that wasn't the territory I played in...so I stayed away, and our paths crossed again a few years later...but this time, I decided things were different. I didn't want a boyfriend, so his "situation" (his words) at that time didn't matter to me. READ: I DECIDED.

So despite a few shortcomings (OK to laugh, I do now as I look back), I believed him. Everything. He was supposedly leaving his girl and two children soon...it had an "expiration date." Those were the words he used to describe the "situation." Said he got "caught up" and didn't think she was the one, but doesn't want to leave her with the kids. I was ready to start my business, and his help turned into love...and then it officially got ugly.

It started with the night before Thanksgiving...at the time, I thought he was really into me, not realizing I was an escape from his problems. After another all nighter in my car, I got to Queens, with the lovely smell of cooking in the air, but was too tired to help, as I'd been up all night. Wasn't asleep even 10 minutes when I get a text from him...apparently he "slipped", left his phone open, and she read my last text to him.

Next came an email from her. I wasn't nervous, but I knew it wasn't good...all it said was "I am so happy to hear you are in love with him, you can have him!!" This was followed by a phone call to my mother the next day (yes, the babies' mother called MY mom), to inform her that I was fucking the father of her children...yes, she called MY mom in case you missed that...fun times. By the way, we were all well over the ages of 21.

So what did I do next? What every stupid girl who thinks someone loves them does...kept believing what HE said. READ: WHAT HE SAID.

After another year of this, I knew things were probably not going to change, but I admit, I was pretty lost. I did a lot of things to fill the time, made some more mistakes, and eventually left the situation. It was no good for anyone involved.

But then he called again. I'd been in another relationship and I had certainly changed.

Unfortunately he hadn't.

I think it was in some of the pages I made it through in Steve Harvey's book (people were beginning to think I was anorexic because I barfed after each chapter, so I didn't read the whole thing) where he talked about what men do when they cheat, and he said they will drop the person's name to you and act as if things are friendly.

When the incident Steve described happened this past May, even I couldn't have written the next chapter of this book.

Enter Facebook. Fucking Facebook. If I didn't have it, then my other friend and I probably wouldn't be speaking today. I don't always read my notes because I get inundated with over a million, but here comes a note, and it's contents were not expected.

The name was dropped again, but this time, they were now in a relationship. She thought it had been the reason I didn't reach out to her in a few months. I instantly remembered the email he'd just sent last week where he emailed her picture in one of his famous blasts. What I didn't know last week is she thought she was in a relationship too, and had started to tell her friends, including our mutual friend. She decided to tell both of us, because she thought we should know the truth.

Funny, because we had a sex date planned the day after her "guest bartending" event, which was what the email was in regards to when it was sent. She probably doesn't know that, but she will know now. Even more interesting was I met this young woman a month before he did, as she was interested in having someone represent her...her first comment was "I can't fuck with dudes in this business, they are always trying to fuck me," and other catch phrases.

I just didn't think it would be...him.

It was a surprise when I got that email with the same girl he was "just friends" with, because I thought, that can't be the same girl. The bitchass dude even lied to me and said it wasn't her before I learned he was fucking the "rising starlet", but as soon as I went back to my email to read her bullshit bio, I knew it was her, which prompted me to call him to ask him if there was something he wanted to tell me. No response, so I then asked him flat out "Are you fucking her?" to which he replied a sad ass "Yes, we have..." followed by, "But it's not like that."

Is it ever "like that?"

Many women today usually believe when they are fucking a man, they are in a relationship, so that must have been where she was in the whole "situation" I presume. I used to make that mistake until I learned what the difference was, so when we started dealing with each other again, I knew our meetings were sex dates. I'd almost feel sorry for her if I hadn't met this whore; but to add insult to injury, the friend who told me about this new relationship had warned this "starlet," who couldn't even get a secondary role on Harlem Heights (I remembered that detail from one of my phone conversations with her), about this dude...the ones she tried to avoid in her "career."

Did I, Black Daria, ever think I was in a relationship at this point or any? No, and I know why.

I actually thought this time around, being an honest friend would help, but I realized just from that one note I got on Facebook that people will be who they are...and in this case, this man-child is a straight bitchass. READ: MAN-CHILD. Plus, he's still involved with the baby's mother, so really, how could I ever think this guy was my boyfriend, let alone think I was in a relationship.

I have my wrongs...I could have used some more self-esteem, stuck to my guns on dealing with men who haven't quite ended another relationship...but this time, I tried to actually be a friend first...it just now ends up where we will never be friends again.

People may say I was wrong for dealing with a man with children, but after the age of 25, the chances of meeting a man without children are slim. However, I learned that being alone is far better than being with someone who has NO ONE's interest at heart except their own.

Trust me, I'm just as much of a fool, and I know this...I just thought out of a lot of girls out there, it wouldn't actually be one who approached me for business help to go and fuck a dude I knew and worked with at one time...let alone the bitchass knew I had been talking to her about work, but still fucked her with no regard for my feelings. There's a lot more to the story, but I think this is enough for now.

I have to remember the mistakes I made, but I wanted to take a minute to tell some folks about some things I've realized:

1. Usually, when your friend tells you a guy is a dog or "man-whore", it's usually true. You should probably listen. I didn't.

2. You should never fuck your clients. I can proudly say I've never fucked a client, but I've definitely mixed business with pleasure...however, I don't advise it.

3. When you meet a bitchass who is living with the mother of his children (wonder if the starlet knew that he still lived with her and his two children, oops), keep in mind that these men can be very creative. At the present moment, the "expiration date" turned into "we just make a show for HER friends, but we know we aren't a couple." I knew it was bullshit, but I also knew what we had was NOT a relationship. I guess that's what I would say too when I know I don't even have $50 to get a room of my own, let alone an apartment, because I am a lame ass who lives off of other women's finances.

4. If you always find yourself coming out of pocket, especially when he needs paypal money sent to him so he can probably get a bottle of Hennessy when he gets out of jail, he's probably not that into you.

5. My very good male friend told me a long time ago, "BD, if he's living with his baby's mother, they definitely still fuck." Always remember this if you ever deal with a man who lives with the mother of his children; if he tells you otherwise, he's a liar.

I assume this is what happens when you fall for the wrong one.

I am proud I got to my own gossip first. I think this shit is certainly deeper than Amber Rose's breasts. To all the ladies who think that you can't do better, know that you can do a lot better than a 34 year-old promoter who thinks being a man-whore is everything, and worth more than his own family. If he'd treat his baby mother with no respect, then it's likely he will never respect you, especially when he has no respect for himself.

I'm done...onto the next chapter. As of today, I say goodbye to this bitchass, knowing that although I may not be a pretty model, I am me, and someone will see that it's more than enough for them...plus Chuck Bass (new season of Gossip Girl starts 9/14) is back in town...Black Daria has some options.

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

P.S. Please feel free to forward this to all baby mothers and rising starlets. Thanks.

Missing Aaliyah :(

2009-08-25T19:29:00.000-07:00

Such a pretty face, with a spirit that matched. Never met her, but remembering the show Biorhythm on MTV back in 2001, and the music to the story of her life that led up to her final journey and eventual homegoing on August 25...it still bothers me. For many reasons...I think it was because she was my age, and I felt the loss hard. I woke up on the morning of her funeral and began to cry...in tears. My boyfriend at the time consoled me, probably thinking he was going to leave my ass by at least October, but I knew in my heart that this just wasn't right. It wasn't supposed to happen like this.

And then September 11 happened...a day none of us forget who lived in NYC...and pretty soon, we approached Aaliyah's first birthday that wouldn't be shared with us that January, and soon after, Damon Dash met Rachel Roy...the rest, they say, is just history.

To her family and particularly her brother Rashad, whom I always remember her bring up in just about any interview, was a testiment to her love for her family...and that just made it worse.

Some may say she wasn't the best singer, but it wasn't about that to me. She grew up in front of us without the scandals that maybe if blogs existed in the nature they do today, would have been another one of those girls...maybe Aaliyah's death saved her from that particular type of life no celebrity enjoys living...they still try to live off of her marriage to R. Kelly...would she have been as graceful 8 years later if a blogger told the story?

All I know is Aaliyah's death that Sunday woke me up from the life as I knew it...changed my way of thinking for a couple of weeks.

Can't believe it's been 8 years. RIP Aaliyah.

xoxo,
Black Daria

Why you can't talk about certain shit...

2009-08-17T22:36:00.000-07:00

*Editor's note, 8/19/09: got a tad wordy, so there's a slight grammatical change...on with the show*

It gets you shot. Even killed.

Sam Ferguson, of Don Diva Miami was driving down a Florida Turnpike on Friday afternoon (9/14) when he was shot by an unknown assailant/s. No information on the shooters besides a black car and clear headlights.

You can chat amongst yourselves, but just for reference, this is the man who thought everyone should know that at one time, Rick Ross was a Correctional Officer. Just to refresh your memories. He was also friends with Miami City Commissioner Art Teele...who killed himself in the lobby of the Miami Herald in 2006. Was also a staple in the Miami Rap scene, long before 2 Live Crew were a crew and such...

The stories:
Hip Hop Wired
NBC Miami

I always think it's funny when someone says there were no witnesses in these types of cases...who the fuck wants to get shot? That's why I'm actually going to end this post now.

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

I was about to...

2009-08-17T18:36:00.000-07:00

...go on a hiatus. I was kinda pissed about the Black Weblog Awards (mainly at myself, followed by calling them a bunch of ~~LOSERS WITH A FUCKED UP SYSTEM~~), followed by a lot of BS going on both in my personal and work life. Then I realized I kinda already did go on a hiatus, so now I guess was the first day I actually said it out loud.

But I sat on the train (yeah, the #1 train) realizing I have so much to talk about, just by looking through my camera pics. I've done a lot, but I've gotten so caught up in my daily job, my blog has become awfully quieter than it's original intent.

That said, a while back I challenged myself to a 7-day blog post challenge. I think I made it two posts on the first day...then nothing. I guess I need to take baby steps with this...I also blame the celebrities, who go on a hiatus from being assholes, then all start acting up at the same time. And some of it just isn't worth a blog post to me, but I also must realize that you, my 15 followers, along with those who'd like to rather not say they read my blog, care about these things. So I should say something about them. The going-ons...stuff.

I've also had this fear of being brutally honest, (seriously) I mean, once it's out there on the Internets, it's everywhere. Remember, I want to be a CEO, I don't need this shit haunting me...but then again, it's my journey. I doubt I will be the same person I am now at 40, because I damn sure am not the girl I was at 20. By then, I should have enough props to be a proper CEO.

Until then...time to really meet Black Daria. It's time for some feelings to get hurt, including my own...so here we go...

I thought you should know about this debacle, as I find it to be amusing...Amber Rose pics came flying up last week because someone out there in the media decided we should see breasts at least once a month, and definitely a naked body should circulate to keep our mind off the fact that some kids in the US can't read.

Amber was available for the task, then, BOOM...someone goes into an archive and pulls out Grace Jones:

Amber Rose

Grace Jones

Amber Rose

Grace Jones

After seeing this on Gossip Jacker, a site I am slowly becoming addicted to, I laughed because isn't it just...funny? Got some questions though....

1. There's nothing wrong with paying homage to someone who came before you and defy odds of some sort. Amber's trip towards stardom certainly must have equated Grace Jones rise to stardom...oh yes, totally.

2. Who took the Complex Pictures? Was the point to jack Grace Jones looks because that's who she's been put up against? Is it the bald head?

3. If this were America's Next Top Model, who would Tyra pick to win this right now? Seriously, think about if these pictures were up on the screen next to each other...you know how Tyra and her crew would have done this deliberation...

Ok, enough of my questions...what are your thoughts? Amber Rose doesn't really care, BTW, she says so everytime Mediatakeout talks about her...just thought you should know, and how I know is because I follow her on Twitter...hey, she just might say something stupid, and I may be able to catch it...or something.

Go on...discuss. If you want to see more of these fabulous pictures, please visit my friends here. I jacked them, so I owe them. That's how this works, or so they say.

xoxo,

Black Daria ;/

I did it.

2009-07-24T05:38:00.000-07:00

So...what are you going to do about it? Is this the part where I put my 'nice' face on and beg and plead for your vote? Ask you to tell a friend? Tell you i'll cook you dinner or watch your kid/s (I can handle it) for free for a week?

I'm not going to turn tricks, I already decided that would be bad for me considering I want to be a CEO one day...in the meantime, I ask you to vote for moi.

My categories are:

Best Humor Blog (am I funny?)
Best New Blog (only less than 1 year old...check)
Best Writing in a Blog (do I move you with the words I write? Please note I wrote all my Black Daria Films)
Blog To Watch (could I be Hot? get 5 more readers, or 10?)
Best Microblog (my intimate moments, plus a bit of chatting in between, followed by occasional rants...no holes barred)

So...make your voices heard. Vote for Black Daria..."conscious gossipist".

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

26 years ago, Michael said...

2009-07-13T21:45:00.000-07:00

"...I always want to know what makes good performers fall to pieces," Michael says. "I always try to find out. I just can't believe it's the same things time and time again."
- Michael Jackson, as told to Rolling Stone Magazine, February 1983

According to Rolling Stone, "Inside the Magical Kingdom" was Michael's last-ever in-depth interview.

I should probably talk about something else, but I thought a few entertainers may want to read that quote, because I read it about 7 times.

xoxo,
Black Daria

Michael's "Poetic Justice?" - Deep Thoughts by Black Daria

2009-07-07T22:46:00.000-07:00

Poetic Justice - 1993 - "I Never Thought You'd Leave in Summer" - Stevie Wonder (scene after her boyfriend gets killed)

MJ Memorial - 2009 "I Never Thought You'd Leave in Summer" - Stevie Wonder

Crazy, huh? What the fuck was going on in Janet's head when she heard this?

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

EXCLUSIVE:"Keeping it Real, Whitney" - Special Guest, Debra Lee - Chairman and CEO, BET

2009-07-03T07:44:00.000-07:00

Letters poured into "Keeping it Real, Whitney" asking why she, the greatest ~~love of all~~ singer of contemporary music, wasn't at the BET Awards on Sunday, June 29, 2009.

So Whitney did what any good talk show host should do: invite the person who was behind the show to come to hers and answer some questions.

There were tons of issues, but Whitney touched on a few in this ~~exclusive~~ interview with Debra Lee, Chairman and CEO of BET. And I know Debra Lee isn't graying by any means. I've seen her wig up close and she keeps it tight. Xtranormal doesn't have many options for older black women, but that's OK, you'll forget all of that as soon as Whitney gets to the bottom of things.

Enjoy.

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

BET Awards, Breasts and Bafoonery - It's the week of "B"s...

2009-07-02T12:21:00.001-07:00

So, there's been a lot of talk about the Lil'Wayne/Drake performance at the BET Awards 2009, and it's not very good. Well, considering the fact that some genius decided it would be just fine to:

1. Have Drake perform, although he'd torn his ACL (that's the story, anyway)

2. Proceed with a Lil' Wayne performance - a polar opposite to the legend's memory that they were supposed to be honoring, Michael Jackson

3. Have girls between the ages of 13-16 (guessing, because some if not all may not even be 16 yet) come on stage, clearly not trained in any form of dance besides those they may have seen in a video, but couldn't do those dances anyway (they are looking at each other and wondering what to do)

Yeah, this is what happened on TV this past Sunday. On BET, the same company who may have better spent their dollars investing in Harlem Heights (stop booing) or a children's cartoon block on Saturday mornings.

Since I was fortunate (yes, I meant to say that) to catch them after they aired, I only got to see a completely edited version...I imagine there were people with Molotov Cocktails, Pitchforks and Signs outside of Debra Lee's house. This woman just doesn't get a break, huh?

The good old Internet never fails, so here's the unedited version of Drake and Lil' Wayne...feel free to watch the whole thing (there's also a performance with Birdman and Cash Money, but who cares, because I know I don't. Sorry, I didn't know what or who they were until the BET Awards, I guess that's the point of doing a show like this)...

A few problems:

1. Saying "in honor of the best we ever had," followed by "let's have some fun" doesn't really make any sense. Michael Jackson died, not Bubbles.

2. Mic issues...oh that's right...you can't curse on TV (so why do this song?) This happens around 1:45.

3. Ballerinas? Oh no, just...wait...little girls? The madness begins at 3:49. Oh and they didn't forget to mention Miley Cyrus. Isn't that everyone's favorite part of the song?

Maybe if the little girls had a section where they were taught a Michael Jackson dance and performed it to a Michael Jackson song (crucial) would this have been OK...but um...this is a true bad look...sorry, I had to tell the truth.

Rather than sit back and tell you how f'ed up you are, since you've already heard that for about 10 years now, here's a quick solution, courtesy of Black Daria.

An apology on your website for the show. You can go ahead and say you didn't have time and were scrambling, but just say that you are sorry if there were parts that were offensive.

You could continue by saying that "while the show was our first true attempt to honor Michael Jackson, we will be creating a special in the coming weeks, including performances from special guests. We feel Michael is owed a full tribute to his life with a celebration of songs and dances brought to us by the man himself..."I don't know, something like that.

Either way, you have work to do. Good luck. Feel free to call me for additional questions or other solutions.

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

P.S. Hmmm...I don't know if this was a good follow up Drake...Breasts you ever had much? Why not have just gotten the Degrassi cast? Shenae loves you...trust me, I read it in US Weekly, or Life & Style, or one of those magazines.

Black Daria Case Study: Beyonce - Appendix A: Sasha Fierce Fashion Line

2009-07-01T21:20:00.000-07:00

Well, every case study should have a good appendix, so here's one:

Introducing Sasha Fierce, the clothing line. By the way, this is a Back-to-School collection...wholesome, isn't it? ~~Perfect for seducing your teacher into the A you knew you deserved, I mean, why not?~~

New York Magazine probably wouldn't have much to say good about Beyonce doing a fashion line since they cater to those who basically live on the upper east and west sides of Manhattan, along with the hip Subscribers and libraries around the country who subscribe to them, but here's their take on the whole thing. I guess I would be OK with this (such a lie) if this were for girls going to the club, and being sold at Fredericks of Hollywood, or Pretty Girl on Jamaica Ave. Hell, this is even Macy's...right next to the Pastry section...except...

What age group is wearing this? Sorry, my mom wouldn't have let this go down, and I made quite a few risky fashion moves in high school. I was definitely a 90s girl, thigh-high tights and all...nothing like my sister's Doc Martens.

I think this will be in my local El Mundo (only people who live Uptown in Harlem, Washington Heights or the Bronx know what this place is) or TJ Maxx by next summer.

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

When Michael Jackson died...

2009-07-01T09:17:00.000-07:00

It was a little after 5:00 PM, and I was upstairs in a conference room on Nickelodeon's executive floor. My colleagues and I were watching a reel from an event the day prior, and the President of the Network's assistant opened the door and said, "Did you hear? Michael Jackson died of a heart attack."

"Shut UP!" I yelled. She had to be lying. I asked her to excuse my figure of speech, which she caught onto quickly (can't be telling the assistant to the President to shup up).

I dropped into a fetal standing position, so my knees were touching my head, my bottom not too far from the floor. All I could think was that this wasn't happening.

I got home, and remembered I had no cable. Good, now I don't have to be bombarded with images of Michael leaving his home and going into the hospital. I didn't want to see him like that...because it just couldn't be true.

An hour later, all I could think about was the Apollo. I need to be there...and that's where I went.

Got on the wrong train to 125th street, so I had to take a walk from Broadway, but as I approached, I got chills, realizing that it was really true. And then I saw the marquee:

Personal picture from The Black Daria Photo Files

Moved on, but my camera battery began to get exhausted...so I left, and went to have a big old glass of wine with a person I knew had to understand what I was feeling about Michael right at that moment.

Fast forward, I find myself thinking about him everyday. He was my friend...wasn't he everyone's friend? Michael meant so many things to so many different people, whether you are gay, from South Africa or went to prep school. Michael influenced us all, from Members Only jackets, to some of the hottest videos that can never be duplicated.

Too cliche to say "There will never be another Michael Jackson," because we already know that...that's easy.

My personal story comes from a former mentor, who stayed with Michael at Neverland. I was interning with her, and all she said was "he was the nicest man...always laughing, he laughed at me when I told him I wanted to get off that fucking ferris wheel...I was cursing him out and he just kept laughing at me..." A friend reminded me of the story, as he was telling me about an interview he'd seen with Sheryl Crow, who has a similar story that she experienced a mere two weeks ago. I loved hearing that about him, and it stayed in my heart.

The power of Michael Jackson has stopped traffic for four days on 125th Street, brought crowds to the Hollywood Walk of Fame, all the way to the tents lined up at Neverland Ranch, as they begin to bring in the port-a-potties. Michael has crippled the Internet, will be 9 of the top 10 Billboard Albums next week, and shed a slightly opaque curtain on the recent Iran election, "coup in Honduras, an insurgency in India..." and the other topics my great friend from college, Saki, talks about and literally shows up at the rallies for when she isn't busy changing the world. I say that with love, and she knows that.

I sat on the #1 train (oh joy) and I heard a woman in Russian (I have skills) tell another woman something...but then she said "Michael Jackson" and began talking in English. Damn. Michael has it on lock down...I just said last week that Michael Jackson saved MTV from an "EPIC FAIL" as the twitterers call it...and I can't believe that he's gone this week.

This may go down as just another post that my 15+ followers read, but I will tell you this...Michael changed my life in his own special way...and we just can't take that away from him by sweeping him under the carpet for yesterday's news. His music changed me...you...America...the WORLD.

Only a true prophet could achieve such a large task. And it was through the one thing that has probably always been there for me after the rallies in college, the days of being laid off and starting a business...the breakups. It was music...and a little Black boy and his brothers from Gary, Indiana, did all that.

To the KING...rest in peace, eternally. And P.S. - I never believed them.

xoxo,

Black Daria :/

T-Pain and Taylor Swift...because someone said "Fuck Hip-Hop, it's a Joke anyway..."

2009-06-17T03:00:00.000-07:00

I stayed up to post this, because I just couldn't believe it as it came across my Facebook news feed:

Only words I have are:

I crochet, yo.

When is someone going to come out and say this is a joke? Or did I miss that press release/article...can someone email it to me?

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

Source: Radioplanet.tv by way of people who read.

Dear Nas...

2009-06-17T02:23:00.000-07:00

Dear Nas,

Can I call you Nas or do you prefer Nasir?

I thought I'd take the time to write you a personal letter on my blog. I know, you like the attention, and I need it, so hey, why not.

You may not know this, but I wrote two love letters to Chuck Bass, in an attempt to win his heart, and he chose that bitch Blair. Fine, I get it...I live in the wrong zip code, amongst other issues, but I thought we could have been as "Too Hot for TV" as Jerry Springer in 1998. But I digress from my point.

I had a dream about you on Friday, and I must say, it was pretty hot. I don't want to disrespect your future ex-wife, Kelis, as we are classmates from high school for Pete's sake. But again, I am shameless in getting two more readers to spread this as some type of juicy gossip. The classmates from high school part is true, however.

So, all I know is that we were in that house in Hollis in Belly (not to be confused with DMX's crib in Jamaica Estates) that you lived in with T-Boz. Hmmm...that was pre-Kelis and during the Carmen years, so I am good to continue my fantasy without shame, because I read her book, and frankly, next. Good for Pocket Books/VH1 and the NYT bestsellers list, bad for her, but enough about that chick.

We were in bed together, and we were talking about...what else, Queens. I don't know why.

What happened next? Well, I can't really say all that here, as one day, I want to run BET, but I will tell you I haven't been awakened from a dream like that since The Boys were "dialing my heart." I think it was the way you said "I knew you were from Queens when I first started talking to you." Plus, I recall us Queens girls were hot commodoties back then, like when light- skinned dudes were "in." ~~(I secretly wish that time never happened...fucking ridiculous.)~~

...But anyway, since Chuck is unavailable, I guess I'd like to just take the moment to tell you that I had this dream, and although I will likely not have a chance to share a bed with you, if I did, I hope that what happened in that dream could happen.

I only write three letters to the men I am interested in getting to know, so you should consider yourself privileged.

No seriously, you should.

I'm about my blog shit that I call "Conscious Gossip." And this is letter alone (I believe) is worth at least a lunch to discuss some of the possibilities of getting with a girl like me. I mean, I know you will likely be the whore most industry dudes think they were destined to be...and in no way am I looking to marry you. Let's face it, Kelis may just rack up in this whole thing. I dunno...we shall see, right?

All I know is that dream was hot. So there, hope you liked that enough to email me. Coffee at Starbucks? ~~I'll call TMZ to show up...see, I'm a ride or die chick.~~

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

The first video on MTV wasn't a Hip-Hop one...duh, right?!?

2009-06-16T18:07:00.000-07:00

So, it was a late brunch, and of course, MTV always comes up if you work there. My new friend and I got into a discussion about the first video to play on MTV.

Now, I wasn't there or anything, but I remember in my Making Sense of Popular Culture (COM 101 for you officials) there was a brief paragragh in one of the many packets of reading (Perouka did a lot of copies, because nobody really talked about COM 101 in a full textbook "back then") about MTV, and I never forgot one sentence: MTV debuted on air August 1, 1981.

And the first video they played was Video Killed the Radio Star. Go on, watch it:

...and the paragragh ended for me there. I wasn't around when they started the channel. What I mean by that is, I wasn't around when the concept was fostered. Something about music videos...they were cheap marketing tools to sell albums. Remember, it didn't cost the millions of dollars that somehow, it began to cost.

In fact, Wikipedia (my guide to the world) states that "several noted directors got their start creating music videos." The likes of these people will include Spike Jonze, F. Gary Gray, Hype Williams and Michel Gondry to name a few. This post isn't about directors, but I thought I should mention that, kinda like a footnote. Thanks Wikipedia. Readers, keep that one in your back pocket.

I was curious about the first rap video to play on MTV, and of course, how could it not have been Run DMC (the debate was LL Cool J, which I rejected immediately with no bias, as I am from Queens by way of Brooklyn). You can't watch it, unless you click here. Sorry, it's the labels and their whole "disabling" shit. More on that another day.

~~On the left is Diggy,~~ Sheesh! Your genes are strong Rev...Love this picture tho.

However, I was intrigued at the fact that although the station launched as a mostly rock channel, plays from Michael Jackson are noted as saving the channel from utter failure. ~~Boy, what Daria could do to turn this all around.~~

Sorry.

Run DMC sold gold the year that video played on MTV. It was 1984; probably around the same time Bill Cosby was sitting in a room debating on whether Rudy would be a boy or a girl (I think they made the right decision.)

Ms. Rudith Lillian Huxtable/Keisha Knight Pulliam

...And then a new twitter thread began later the same night of the conversation at Brunch, #iremember. Someone wrote that they "remembered when they played videos on MTV and BET."

I always get annoyed, as soon as I read that. I've seen it before, heard it before and debated it, too.

Please. #iremember when...you really didn't need a million dollars to do a video, could sell brands and no one was looking for a cosign from you in the record/lyrics to go buy a pair of Guess Jeans (what, didn't everybody want to be specifically the "Pleasure Principle" Janet Jackson for Halloween?):

#iremember when you could have girls in bathing suits in videos, but the song were appropriate to the actual reason why the girls were in bathing suits (RIP Tupac the Magnificent...go shorty, it's ya birfday):

I still cringe at the girl who over gyrates tho, as well as the girl with the pink tassle bathing suit...gross.

#iremember when an actress could get a break doing a video, because she knew there was more to accomplish than popping extacy pills in the back of SUVs for a "Principal" role:

There are a lot of things #iremember...I'd simply like to be inspired again.

P.S. If you guess who that actress is, I don't have any t-shirts, but I promise to print one up as soon as I get my new website done. Pinky swear, I remember everything.

Kanye's 2nd Interview with Whitney: A Black Daria Film

2009-06-14T10:00:00.000-07:00

From time to time, I find myself either debating or explaining why I am on Twitter. I don't always get to catch the juicy stuff, although one day I found myself staring at a Twit written by UncleRUSH that he later removed. I knew some blogger would get to it eventually, cool.

Fast forward to a recent twit by UncleRUSH again, but this one is too good to ignore. Taken from the pages of RWS, go ahead and read the twit below:

Now, now, I know what you are thinking. That whole Pretty Woman thing is being taken out of context, and he didn't really mean it like that...so...

That's how I came up with this one. Until I figure out what's really worth writing about, sit back and relax. Watch Whitney get up in that ass...you can also refer back to this post I wrote in February for the picture she references in the clip below. Wear sunglasses, it's pretty bright.

I just wish he would stop trying to play us all for fools:

xoxo,

Black Daria

"Keeping it Real, Whitney" - Special Guest, Kanye West

2009-05-22T11:17:00.000-07:00

SHM. Kanye didn't get the memo about how Whitney's talk show works. A few notes before you watch the movie:

1. They don't have many options for black guys on Xtranormal (maybe there are more if I signed up for a Premium Account) so Run DMKanye it is.

2. Only one American Male Voice option...but hey, as soon as he opens his mouth with all his bullshit rhetoric, you see and hear Kanye.

Enjoy the show...

"Keeping it Real, Whitney" - Special Guest Kanye West

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

***Special thanks to Trevor at Xtranormal, for without his assistance, there would be no Black Daria movies on Youtube :) Sometimes Black Daria does smile.

FRIDAY VIDEO THROWBACK: GREEN DAY, "When I Come Around"

2009-05-22T08:30:00.000-07:00

What is it that I like about this song so much? Guess it's just a song my alter-ego likes...

GREEN DAY - "When I Come Around"

Ending with a special thanks to Friday...you've never let me down, and I am eternally grateful.

xoxo,
Black Daria

The Facebook Status Update: A Black Daria Perspective

2009-05-21T18:09:00.000-07:00

***Taken from the walls of my notes on Facebook...to know me is to add me as a friend...Hint: I like a message before just adding me. I originally posted this on Facebook back on May 7th, 2009, but I thought my 14 followers to date, and 5 or 6 other readers of my blog would enjoy this. Feel free to share this story with friends. OK, done with my sales pitch.***

A while back, I remember writing something about my Facebook status updates and got an enormous (hey, it was like 18 comments directed entirely about it, felt super cool that day) about how funny they were...how they get people through their day, etc.

I was happy to know that, because I know I personally re-read some of them and am like "Wow, you are too hot for TV right now," (phrase I've used since the late '90s via Jerry Springer) but I just say "eh," and keep it moving. I read others...some make me laugh equally...I thought everybody was doing "it." You know, writing a "good update" even when it was bad."

"So why this post, BD?" Well, for some reason, a conversation I had today keeps repeating itself, so I felt the need to indulge for a minute on this subject of your status update, and what it could (or not) say about you.

Scenario #1:

MAY 5

"Just came from the bar..." - 12 hrs ago

"@insertcoolpersonnamehere just bought me another drink...can't dissapoint him...was leaving the bar, he caught me" - 12 hrs ago

"sdtgsie" - 11 hrs ago

"Can't belivve I mad it hom okayee" - 10 hrs ago

TODAY

"Getting on a plane to go meet with the next (insert client name here)" - 2 secs ago

- fin/Scenario 1-

Thoughts? Could say this is an alcoholic. You could also say this person is on their business (sdtgsie is code for my phone is in my pocket right now, and I was looking on Facebook to see if anyone had commented on the @insertcoolpersonnamehere but didn't, so I threw the phone back in my bag, forgot to minimize to my home screen, etc.) and is merely on their night on the town...or this person is your average industry person...You can talk amongst yourselves about the definition of the "industry person" because frankly, I work amongst them, they are my colleagues, but frankly, save the bullshit for the pitch with Russell and Diddy and other people you like to name drop. Shet ep. But keep writing, because like a train wreck, I wanna see how it all turns out...will you tell us the REAL ("I slept with him"; by the way, I don't advise one goes there, I don't think I need to know all that) or are you just giving us your bullshit to impress your "friends." Next.

Here's another situation:

Scenario 2

"Getting ready to get out of bed and get started with my day" - on Saturday

"Feeling frisky, still in bed...wanna join me?" - on Satuday

TODAY

"Sorry facebook, that day got even crazier, LOL...now I want a kiss...any takers?" - 50 min ago (posted at 6:08 PM)

-fin/Scenario 2-

OK, so you might be saying "Who the eff are your friends?" Like myself, I am sure from time to time, there's a random person you add, because you feel like "hey, this is someone I should know...they agreed with my debate on (insert topic) and I notice they seem to be on their shit...they work at (insert name of great company here)," so you add them...and then you start seeing updates like these, and are trying to figure out just when this site turned into some myspace/craigslist/assforsale site...please note though that FB is my first "social networking vice" of choice, followed by Twitter. Basically, this person gets deleted at some point, just looking for the right opportunity for them not to notice.

My last scenario may identify with others you know (Scenario 3):

"Just ate dinner. It was good." - 14 hrs ago

"Took a shower...very refreshing..." - 10 hours ago

"Going to the gym" - 9 hours ago

"Got out the gym...could have waited to shower since I ended up taking another." - 8 hours ago

-fin/Scenario 3-

Ummm...OK. You're just boring and there's no way around it. Why, you ask? Well, if I've been your friend (or I've known you, also a big difference) since freaking almost diapers or even college, and we don't talk everyday, what kind of info is this? Take this bullshit to Twitter, amongst a community (search for #lamers) and get with them...don't torture me and the other 40 people who are on your friends list with this mess. Just keep the damn account open and put pictures up...those speak more to me than these lame-ass updates...and if I choose to comment on those pics, well super-dee-duper.

Anyone that's known me (I've tagged those that know me from the playground of PS 221, to the grassy noles of Goucher College) knows that I say what I feel...of course I am sensitive to others (yet still brutally honest) and don't just SAY IT, but please believe that I say what I feel, take no reservations and could give 5 shits about what you think about me after I say it...some of my co-workers are actually my friends on here...now in a different business or different type of world (I dunno, I will go with Police Officer), maybe not...but if I add you, as a coworker, even if we don't talk everyday, my page still reflects me, but isn't all of me.

You (coworker) now may have the answer you need to why I looked pissed today (i.e. the restless FB status updates when I can't sleep = cranky Nicole at work the next day...proceed with caution, however, I am a professional ;) ) Don't utilize it as an opportunity to "blow someone up" when your dumb ass may end up looking stupid in the end...if you were smart, you'd know why I am on my facebook page, and not get so caught up into my "activities" and do your damn job...sorry, I needed to get that one off my chest, still mad about those snitches.

In summary...

There's not one association I have that will be ruined by any of my updates, no matter how gangster I get...because one should always be smart about what they write, but remember that there's this whole first amendment thing, and I am kinda down for it...no uppity shit with the kid. In other words, I am human...and one day, I will get into the status update today that made me take a minute to write this, but some days, it just needs to be said.

By me?

Always.

xoxo,

Black Daria

#RIP The Game

2009-05-20T21:24:00.000-07:00

Twitter people know what that means...if not, here are the pics from the sources:

AND it says: Finally got official word from producers and cast of the show the The Game that it has been cancelled. Was great while it lasted.

Tia Mowry confirmed the BET pick-up was also a wrap:

SMH. All the hard work on this post back in April. Gone. And then, I said I went to this talk with Debra Lee a few months prior...but...never mind.

xoxo,
Black Daria ;/

Black Daria.

@ the VMAs...the performances I cared about...

Dear Kanye and Jay-Z: You Know This Song Sucks, Right?

Dear Wendy "COKEHEAD" Williams...

Dear Jessica Rosen(bitch): So over your bullshit parties...

Dear LeBron James' mother: Why are you such a HUSSY?

Dear Lil' Wayne: You're Being Set-up for Failure.

Dear Bow Wow: You Are Depressed, and You Are Making Me Depressed

Stalking: A Bitchassness Study

Early AM Madness in NYC: A Black Daria Perspective

Sean Malcolm's Birthday Party @ Honey Lounge - My thoughts...

Questioning Friendships: A moment with Black Daria

Dear Lindsay: In Jail? Thank your fucked up parents.

Dear Lyfe Jennings: Stay Positive...and stuff.

Dear Savannah: Yes bitch. YES.

A "C'MON SON" Moment with Black Daria

Dear Foxy: No. Just...no.

Dear Kris Jenner: I Think Jacky Is Talking About You...

Dear Tameka: Shet EP. Yeah, I said it.

Dear Willow: Whip IT!

Dear Mathew: Get a life. Expeditiously.

Dear Shaq: When Did You Open a Geek Squad?

Dear Beyonce: So What If No One Came To Your Birthday Party

Video Break: Deuces (Explicit Version) featuring Tyga & Kevin McCall

Dear The Game: Really?

Dear Kat Stacks: Some Brand Ideas. Free of Charge.

Dear Mashonda: *Raising Hand* I have a question...

Dear Kanye: Thank You For Revisiting Bitchassness. So...now what?

Dear Michael Lohan: You're Opening A Rehab Center? I'm so NOT referring anyone.

Dear Chris Brown: #1? Kudos.

Dear Mathew, Confirmed: You Are Beyonce's Pimp.

Dear T.I. & Tiny: Wanna Sell More Tickets to Takers? OK.

Dear Jay-Z: A Tisket, A Tasket, A Mistress...

Dear Carmelo: Tsk. Tsk.

Dear Soulja Boy: Or, can I call you Sloppy Boy?

Dear Paris: Of Course it's not Your Cocaine. Noooo.

Dear Caroline: You are my Italian Mother

Fantasia on GMA? Sure, why not.

YRB Magazine Art Issue Party @ Lucky Strike – 8.23.10

Dear Kanye: First a new Twitter account, now new music once a week...how rich.

New Meaning to "fits like a glove": Vibram Shoes...or Socks? Mulberry Shoes confirm Purple is in for Fall 2010

Dear Benzino: I don't think anyone cares about you...

Dear Swizz: Of course you are happy you married Alicia...Duh!

Dear Wyclef: So...now what?

Dear Faith: Where have you been?

Dear Fantasia: What is the message?

Dear Montana: You are every Parent's Nightmare

Soulja Boy's Kiddie Ghostwriters, Rhianna likes Red, and other things to know...

Dear Biggie...

Last Week on the Black Daria Files...

Dear Jay-Z,

Last Week on the Black Daria Files: Ten Reasons why to NOT date a Rapper/Entertainer

Dear Readers and Lovers: A Black Daria Video dedication

Dear @Cthagod...are you Gay?

Rhianna's Bad Video Moment: A letter by Black Daria

A VIDEO MOMENT with BLACK DARIA: Core Students @ Great Adventure - 2008

Dear Jay-Z, Beyonce, Alicia Keys and Lady Gaga: a "not so nice" letter

Dear Bad Girls Club Producers: A positive letter written by Black Daria

Black Daria's Year in Pictures - 2009

BLACK DARIA REVIEWS: 2009 AMA'S

Gangs take it to the Social Media sites to get it on...

Since EVERY other F'ing blogger is gonna post it...

A moment with Author King Dhakir: Black Daria's First Interview

It's Natural...

Winter Boo Informational Video

Always happens on a Monday.

Friday Night Vi-...Songs: I Invented Sex, I Create Blogger Drama, etc...

In case you missed Jay @ Game 2 of the Yankees vs. Philles

Song that's stuck in my head...

Chris Brown & Angie Martinez: Chrissy's First Radio Interview since...you know.

Tionne talks about "Setting it Off" in Arista Records

Dear Tionna: a letter written from a friend to a friend

Black Daria's Friday Night Videos (on Saturday): Mario's Co-dependency Anthem

There's always an excuse...

Bitchasses at work: The 3rd (right?) Maia Campbell video...

About a bitchass...

Missing Aaliyah :(

Why you can't talk about certain shit...

I was about to...

I did it.

Dear Mashonda: Raising Hand I have a question...