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you may have been a moon but to me she’s the star…

By Mitzi on August 4, 2009 in Mitzi- all day every day, pocket full of dirty tissue, too old for the road

Yo, what ever happened to Kelly Price? I was listening to the the radio yesterday afternoon and the remix to ‘Friend of Mine‘, that song she recorded with Mr. Big and the ‘R’ came on. I was like damn… that big girl could BLOW! And not for nothing, how hilarious was Ron Isley with the nonstop call and response throughout the song?

My God, I miss good music.

every day is xmas…

By Mitzi on August 3, 2009 in it's in the genes, miracle on 169th street, Mitzi- all day every day, using our powers for good

OMG, OMG, OMG! My Mommy (yes, it becomes Mommy in moments like this) just surprised me with a brand new Kindle!!! Woo-HOO, go Mitzi, it’s ya birthday! Go Mitzi, get busy!

Um, actually, it’s not. But yet and still. Big E hooked a sister up for no reason at all, except that she thought it would be something that I’d L-O-V-E. And even though I am SO not the new gadget/ techie-type person at all; I really, really do.

Seriously, tho? There is absolutely nothing in the world better than random acts of kindness. You know the funny card in the mail, ‘have a great day’ flowers on a Wed, taking my car to get washed ’cause you know I HATE to do it or simply having the bed made by the time I drag my butt out the shower. Can the church get an amen? (On the flip side, this is prob the reason I’m so damn relationship retarded… ‘Cause I don’t understand when the person you’re dating doesn’t seem to ever think outside the box and you know, do something special just for the hell of it. It’s damn. My mom is better at his than you and I don’t even got to swing from a chandelier for her…. But I digress.)

THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU MOM. I am SOSOSOSO excited. You just made my whole summer!!

let the free flow…

By Mitzi on July 15, 2009 in it takes a village, Mitzi- all day every day, using our powers for good

First of all, lemme tell you- yesterday was a complete SUCCESS!

I had so much fun meeting folks, showing off the new dress, taking a bunch of pictures and most importantly, selling more than my fair share of books. So thank you, thank you to everyone who was able to make it out. It means the world.

But guess what??? All your positive energy worked!!! When I finally got home last night (cause you know even at a book signing there’s always an afterparty), I found out that I was selected to be the new GAP Brand enthusiast!!

WOO HOO- Go Mitzi, get busy!! Go Mitzi, Go Mitzi!!!!! I am SOSOSOSO excited for the free there are no words. And trust, I’ll be updating you as the packages roll in.*

Now, if I can only get Louboutin to holla, we’ll be all to the good.

* Check out the new canvas tote and mini lip-gloss 6-pack they gifted me in the welcome kit.

Real talk? 5 out of the 6 of the mini-gloss colors are def poppin’. But at first glance I wasn’t really loving the bag’s heavy olive/brown overtones. You know the kid is all about a bright color. How-some-ever, when I actually pulled it out of the box- it’s super lightweight, more spacious than it looks, has more than enough pockets and the yellow matches my yoga mat PERFECTLY.

READ: even if I’m dripping in sweat, the lips will be glossy and the bag will be coordinated.

Let the choir sing…

the blueprint…

By Mitzi on July 14, 2009 in desperate cry for help, it takes a village, Mitzi- all day every day

So I went by the NAACP Convention site (the New York Hilton on 6th Ave) yesterday afternoon to kinda scope out the lay of the land and try to drum -up a little last minute publicity for today’s signing- ’cause you know mama is all about the grass root movement.

And can I tell you? There are SO MANY black people in that damn building!! It was like a multi-generational HBCU campus….. Crazy. Please don’t let anyone fool you, the NAACP is still alive and kicking.

I was thinking, if Vernon Jordan was really smart, he’d cut all that damn rallying down and start a NAACP dating service. You know something like, www.blackfolkwithcommonsensemeet.com. Fifty bucks says the registration numbers would be through the ROOF!!! and then, when you had successful matches, people might be more willing to give back and donate. I can see it now- “I met my husband at the NAACP and now, we’re lifetime members.”

Mmm-hmmm, laugh if you want… But I digress.

For those coming out this afternoon (4-6p), the Author’s Pavilion is on the 3rd floor in the back to your left. Just take the escalators straight up and then hang a left when you walk in. You can’t miss it or me- in my pretty dress.

i’m one in a 100…

By Mitzi on July 13, 2009 in Mitzi- all day every day

Big HOTLANTA day tomorrow afternoon party people!!

From 4-6pm, yours truly will be shaking hands, taking pictures and signing copies of HOTLANTA at the NAACP’s Centennial Convention’s s Author’s Pavilion: 100 Years, 100 Authors.

I’ll be in the company of 9 other illustrious children and teen authors including: Deborah Gregory (Cheetah Girls), L. Divine (Drama High) and even former NY Giant Tiki Barber (don’t ask me what he books wrote, all I know is the man is FINE).

Seriously? I’m SOSOSOSO excited! I done went and got me a new dress and everything.

Oh and the best part? The event is free and open to public!!! WOO HOO we love the Free, Free, Free!

So if you’re gonna be in the midtown NYC area- or know someone who will- here’s the addy. Puh-lease come out, show some love and watch mama get her award-winning author ON.

New York Hilton

1335 Avenue of the Americas

Btwn W. 53rd and W. 54th

July 14th

4-6p

r.i.p. drama…

By Mitzi on July 10, 2009 in Mitzi- all day every day, moment of silence

When my BFF put her dog to sleep a couple of years ago, she confessed, “I loved that dog more than I like most people.” And I was like, damn. But you know what? It’s real.

I adopted my bad ass dog from the North Shore Animal League during one of the most challenging times in my life: while waiting for my liver transplant. From the outside, you might think that I rescued her from an animal shelter. But truth be told, Drama rescued me.

She kept my company when I felt most alone, made me laugh when all I wanted to do was cry and was a reason to get out of my bed on the scary days that I thought I couldn’t take another step. Without saying a single word (or even bark) Drama never left my side.

*Granted, if you ever, ever, ever made the mistake of letting the runaway queen off the leash at the beach/ park it’d take forever and a day for her to heed the command words and come back. But I digress…

Over twelve and a half years, I watched Drama grow from an awkward chubby puppy who refused to play fetch into a big ass old dog who had way too many likes and dislikes for a 4-legged animal and clearly thought she was the boss of me.

And foreal, forreal? She totally was.

I am so lucky for all time we shared.

me,myself and i…

By Mitzi on July 6, 2009 in cuteness kills, Mitzi- all day every day, pocket full of dirty tissue, why we as a people can't get ahead

So after debating back and forth for some time, a good friend of mine (who shall forever remain nameless) got this AMAZING but EXTREME haircut. Mind you, I’m not saying she is the only person in the whole world with the particular style but it’s def the first in her immediate circle of friends. Which is always kinda hot, right?

Well don’t you know, not even a week and a half later one of her homegirls called her FROM the chair in the local beauty salon asking/telling her that she wanted the exact same hairstyle too (cause at the point that you’re i the chair, you’re so not asking). And wait on it… could my friend explain to her stylist how the cut was done??

Err-um, what in the-hand-rocks-the cradle-hell?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I hear folks on the whole “imitation is the sincerest form of flattery” party line. BUT lemme tell you something… forreal, foreal? When it comes to MOST women (cause there are always the A-list celeb exceptions) that mantra does NOT, I repeat DOES NOT apply to three things: hair, handbag or shoes. Straight. Up.

And don’t try me on it. We are too grown. I do not want to be surrounded by a circle of clones. Go get your own style, dammit. I can barely cobble mine together without you encroaching on my ish!

Survey says, LAME.

i made it…

By Mitzi on June 30, 2009 in Mitzi- all day every day

Today is a good day. The sun is shining, my apartment is clean and guess what? It’s the 11th anniversary of my liver transplant. Mmm-hmmm, just like that. After all the craziness, I’m still here making the magic happen. It don’t get much better than that, I tell ya.

So in honor of my special day, I’m going to do a little bit of work (just enough to keep the lights on), eat a really yummy breakfast, go sit in the sun with my dog and wait to see what other wonderful things will develop.

Have a fantastical day!

someone’s not celebrating father’s day…

By Mitzi on June 17, 2009 in made for the maury show, Mitzi- all day every day, never too grown, pocket full of dirty tissue

So I’m reading the NY Post and there’s a story about a 50 year-old man in LaGrange, NY who stabbed his wife AND his teenage daughter in the neck with an ice pick earlier this morning. Which is crazy enough, but what really takes it over the edge is that neither of the two women is critically injury or dead. WTH?

How is possible to get stabbed in the neck with an ice pick and not be critically wounded? What kind of weakling is this man? And better yet, how did his punk ass manage to stab the BOTH of them? Not for nothing, but even if they were sleeping when the attack started, wouldn’t the screams from the first person to get stabbed wake the next?

I’ll tell you what, as much as I love me some Elsa, if someone was stabbing her in the neck with an ice pick, I gots to run and get help. Shooooot… ain’t no point in us both getting shanked. No offense.

Jesus be a good pair of running sneakers.

not living life in darkness…

By Mitzi on June 12, 2009 in Mitzi- all day every day

Has anyone NOT seen the post, What Black Women Can Learn From Michelle Obama? I swear it’s been circulating all week like a viral flu…

For those that haven’t, this sentence from the article sums it up: if black women are going to defy the statistics, they need to start being more realistic. Holding out for the perfect man, someone who is intellectual but not nerdy—cool but not arrogant—impeccably dressed but not effeminate—not a player but with just the right amount of edge—is useless.

And you know what my response to that entire train of thought is? YOU SHUT UP.

Cause forreal, forreal, why are we so quick to assume that Michelle was being ‘realistic’ (read: settling) when she started dating Barack? Maybe the First Lady has a thing for skinny bi-racial guys with big ears that are into helping the community and wanna be President?? How do you know that Barack wasn’t EXACTLY what she was holding out for? And so what if the car he was dead broke and driving a hoopie?You ain’t never seen a sexy struggling artist/activist that could get it? Shoot, we’ve ALL seen the pics of him smoking ganja. Ain’t nothing about that man look the least bit nerdy or effeminate- at all.

All I know is, I continue to work DAMN hard to pull myself into a marketable package. And I want to see the same in my partner.

I refuse to spend a moment (let alone the remainder) of my life with a man that makes me wish I was anywhere else under the sun but with him. And that’s exactly how I (or anyone that’s willing to be honest with themselves) will feel if we give up the search and start accepting whatever is in front of us…

If I don’t like lame guys, I’m not dating them. If I don’t like dudes who are excessively overweight, I’m not dating them. If I don’t like men who spend more time grooming themselves and looking in the mirror than me, I’m just not dating them. PERIOD.

I refuse to walk through life in a pair of dark shades so that my significant other doesn’t notice all the side-eye I’m throwing at him just for being him. And keep it one thousand, if you’ve ever been with someone that works your nerves for no good reason, you understand exactly what I’m talking about.

And on the flip side, I for damn sure don’t want anyone settling for me. If I’m not the one- Keep It Moving Shorty. There are way too many options out there for you to be wasting my time, making me jump through hoops when you already know I won’t ever measure up. No thanks, I’m good.

Oh and real talk, NONE of the women that I know in relationships/ marriages worth talking about EVER settled.

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