Dear Curtis

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Dear Curtis,

Wow, unreal. See, the other day on Talk Dat Ish radio, I was asked about the video featuring you with Ricky Rossy's baby mother, and I thought to myself, and actually said out loud "How bitchy!" I can not tell a lie, I did laugh at a few of the witty seconds within the clip...but I am really at a loss for words.

No, actually I am not. I am not sure what I just witnessed, but I have a few questions:

1. Did you notice she was missing a tooth on the left side? Maybe you should have taken her to the dentist first...but then again, they made your teeth too big too, because you can't seem to close your mouth or anything. Hey, I could use some work myself, but I thought I'd mention it since you seem to be so freaking generous...had a great time at your Superbowl party back in '06 even though I arrived late, btw...I was the one with the girl dropping those "leaves" on the floor ;)

2. I am trying to understand why you had to bring up the other baby mother, who happens to be an escort...she had a kid, that means she's not a man, and it seems Ricky ain't gay...you picking out furs? Hmmm...I mean I dunno, I thought ladies went out with their GIRLS and did that? Plus I don't think it's nice to blow someone up without their consent, she isn't complaining about bread, she's getting money, so kudos to her. Even if it's dirty and whorish.

3. Didn't see her buying anything for the kid she's going to court for...wonder how this video is gonna work out for her in court.

But why do you care right? I don't know, I just don't think Rick Ross is worth responding to...for Pete's sake he was just trying to feed his kids legally with the corrections gig....or be legit, whatever they are calling the rat race these days...

I will say this...after today's judgement, I hope Shaniqua isn't flying to Miami...but then again, she doesn't seem like Ricky's type.

Please do not release anymore tomfoolery of this sort on your site. Do it for Hollis.

Signed,
Black Daria (who at one time, lived on the other side of the LIRR tracks in St. Albans, giving me full clearance to address you as Curtis ;/)

Things to ponder on a hump day...

Please excuse my lack of posts, as I am going through a transition mode in my life, forcing me to leave things behind I love longer than I’d usually do…like my blog. And since Black Daria probably has at least 2 other things she loves more than this blog, you may understand that blogging daily can be quite the task. If you don't understand, well, (insert sarcasm here) screw you ;/

But I haven’t been completely negligent of my duties of informing the public on my stance on…whatever. Just last night I was on Talk Dat Ish radio, where we went into the world of skinny jeans….for men. Yes, men. Picture below is an example:


Credit: who knows (or cares), but the photographer is probably wearing something just as fabulous...

To my surprise, we discussed the subject of whether or not this was cool on the show last night, and I wanted to give the topic a fair chance, but it became deeper as we got into sexuality. Frankly, I guess I’ve been raised where these things aren’t really questioned (sexuality) to a degree of what one is wearing…it’s more about HOW it’s being worn.

For example, I understood why I saw a man's boxers when he wore baggy jeans. But when did that become OK for skinny ones? Logistically, I didn’t think it was possible, but somehow, out comes a little ass…and so not cute boys. Yes, boys wear their asses out in little jeans, because mommy didn’t give them a belt that day. Men buy a belt and pull their freaking pants up. And don't get my mother started on that one, I often have to remind her I can't beat everyone's ass after she points at them and hits me on the arm asking "Why?"

A friend circulated this fuckery picture amongst her cohorts, and one of the people on the e-mail chain happened to know one of these Ringling Brothers personally, and let the chain know that one of them “was his boys…” I don’t know, I don’t claim circus acts. I respect expression and color, but these styles will make us question the state of who you are as well as your mental capacity, and I personally don’t want to date a man who wants to wear my jeans too…I mean, that’s what we pretty much concluded with on the show last night…and you can listen to as much as you can take of us here.

SUPERBOWL RECAP

I also must admit I haven’t been much of a blog whore as I normally am, so I don’t have much to report. I did watch the Superbowl, and OK….next. Steelers won, whoopee. Honestly, I fell asleep during Springsteen, and woke up with 3 minutes left on the clock…good game.
The commercials I saw were also weak, but apparently they pulled the big dogs during my brief slumber. Here is one of my favorites from that bunch:



What else…oh, 50 needs to stop. Seriously. I think I am going to have to write a letter to him. Maybe Thursday…


TV MINUTE

Gossip Girl was weak this week, so it’s getting no play on this here post. I still think Chuck Bass needs to watch out if I see him on the street, but in the meantime, thumbs down to Monday’s episode.

The City got pretty interesting, as Kelly Cutthrone pretty much let us know she also hates skinny bitches as much as Mo’Nique does, or did, now that’s she’s lost quite a bit of weight (fabulous at any size but no more Essence covers please).



Daddy’s Girls…I think I am going to start a petition to put them on Nickelodeon, or BET…they are so sweet and squeaky clean that coming after The City is a huge set up…considering the type of viewer who likes the raciness of The City, versus the carryover to then watch Daddy’s Girls. I am seeing two viewers…can’t wait to see what Nielsen says. As a black popular culture analyst, I see this as a way to not be able to bring this show back…why 10:30? Something is not right about that, but I want to be mistaken…oh, and this whole Licensing issue doesn’t help for season 2:




Credit: RWS

…um, who’s fired here? Ironically, I went to a Johnny Cupcakes party back in 2005 for a friend who’s party was being sponsored by dude who owns Johnny C…he’s definitely no stranger to the indie clothing brands out there, and I hope the case is tight…wouldn’t want to see the ladies suffer for what seems to be a huge oversight, to be nice…it’s clear that folks are not designing their own clothes, but when walked down this type of path, you have to be careful. I am on your side ladies, even though I wasn’t invited to any parties for your show. Black Daria will look for future invites.


OK, I think that’s all for now. I am going to go catch up on some much needed gossip site reading, and get my blogroll on…check out some of mine on the right when you feel like being entertained.


xoxo,
Black Daria