Category: using our powers for good

And the Obama momentum continues…

On Thursday, February 12, 2009 Captain Rachelle Jones (on the left), First Officer Stephanie Grant (right), and their two flight attendents Robin Rogers and Diana Galloway made history as the very first all African American female flight crew! The dope foursome operated Atlantic Southeast Airlines flight 5202 from Atlanta toNashville and flight 5106 from Nashville back to Atlanta.

In the immortal words of Puff Daddy- Take That, Take That!

Can I tell you? I love me some snow. Okay wait, let me be a tad more specific- I do not love cold weather, dirty slush, treacherous driving conditions, or the stink in the subways that inevitably accompany a snowstorm BUT I do love me some winterwonderland-esque snow days. Sigh.

And guess what? This blissful day right here is THAT much better because super dope journalist/editor Juleyka Lantigua (if you don’t know the byline you better get to googling), included me in her latest Republica Update blog post “Afro-Latinas to Celebrate During Black History Month“!!!

Yes maam, I’m all up on there with Rosario Dawson, Gina Torres and even Rita Marley. Mmm-hmm, betcha didn’t know good ole Rita was Cuban, did ya?

Take notes and feel free to spread the good news…

Dang, I have really been slacking on my posting game this week… My bad ya’ll.

Unfortunatley, there’s been a whole lot of tomfoolery going on behind the scenes- bootcamp, work and then since God got jokes, she started the cycle early. So Mama had to take a moment to get her head together. No worries, I’m back on point and ready to roll. AND I just posted the new poll question. So get to voting!

Okay for all my Gossip Girl obsessed friends, did everybody see that navy brocade skirt that Blair was wearing for the majority of the show last night? HOT. Well turns out that it’s actually a piece from this really exclusive French line called BGN of which my BGB (bestest gay boyfriend) since our more scandalous days at FAMU, Geoffrey Payton happens to be the North American Sales Director. Mmm-hmmm…

So you know as soon as I found that out I had to put a call in to try and work something out (cause that’s what we folks do). And it turns out that the new spring line is here and popping! Unfortunately, its waaaay out of the kid’s budget at the moment, but please feel free to check it out. At least you’ll be able to spot the pieces the next time you see them on the pages of US Weekly and whatnot. http://www.bgn.fr/

Oh and don’t say I ain’t never put you up on nothing!

Okay I have to take a moment to shout out one of my friends that making the magic happen despite all the drama and confusion going on with this unstable economy… my girl Melissa.

After I don’t know how many years of talking about her love (borderline obsession) of beautiful lingerie and putting my cotton 3-pack loving behind up on to some of the best places to cop cute undies on a budget(trashy.com anyone?), last Thursday Melissa’s e-commerce site Dames And Broads, http://www.damesandbroads.com/ finally went live. WOO HOO!!!
Based on her belief that women have a God given right to look and feel sexy each day (can I get an amen?), Dames and Broads is designed to bring affordable, decadent and wearable internationally designed lingerie to the masses. Read: for all ya’ll who are three steps above Victoria Secret but not exactly ready to part with La Perla cash.
So feel free to finally toss that pair of period drawers with the snapped elastic wasitband in the trash and step your sexy up. You know, Michelle would want you to!

Yo, karma is the truth. Even as all signs were pointing to a no-go for my speaking engagement at Sojourner Truth Middle School last Wednesday- blizzard, bad hair, and oh yeah, the fact that I had no idea why a bunch of middle school kids would give two cents about what I do for a living since I’m not Beyonce or dating Chris Brown.

But instead of opting out, I just thought to myself, ‘What Would Michelle Do?’ and I kept it moving. (You like that, right?)

Well, not only did I end up having a great time with the kids- Lord knows there’s no bigger ego boost than winning over group of pre-teens whose parents sent them to school on a snow day- BUT later on in the day I received an email from my editor at Scholastic. And guess what?

HOTLANTA has offically been selected for not one but TWO of the American Library Association’s 2008 top teen book lists: Quick Picks For Reluctant Readers and Popular Paperbacks (fame &fortune category)!!! Which means- drumroll, please- school librarians nationwide think my teen book series is the fire!!

WOO HOO! Go Mitzi, get busy! Go Denene, it’s ya birfday! WOO HOO!

So if you haven’t already copped your copy of HOTLANTA or it’s sequel, IF ONLY YOU KNEW, now is the time! At $8.99, cheap as hell as a fantabulous read.
http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_ss_gw_0_8?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=hotlanta+series&sprefix=HOTLANTA

I hear you on the mixed race, but if you ask me, Obama ain’t nothing but Black.

When questioned about the noticeably more relaxed dress code in staff meetings (apparently there is a whole brew ha-ha about the President being photographed dong official work sans suit jacket), his chief-of-staff insists they’re not being intentionally lax but apparently the temperature in Oval Office is hot enough to “grow orchids in there.” Talking about, “He likes it warm.”
Now Barack, you know, them folks in the White House don’t know nothing ’bout that heat! All I can say is, Jesus be the heating bill after the first month of the new administration.
But it gets better… Turns our the Obamas running about five minutes late for all the events on the Inauguration Day was jsut a warm-up. Apparently, President Obama now shows up at the Oval Office shortly before 9 in the morning. For those who don’t understand what the big deal is.. that’d be almost two hours later than Dub-ya. Um-hmm, Barack better be readjusting the start of the workday…
But don’t let the haters get it twisted, the man also works well into the night- with aides reporting that he stays as late as 10p to review briefs for the next day unlike his early-to-bed, early-to-rise predecessor. So take that…
Not for nothing, we really, really love that the reason his day starts so much later is because he takes the time to have his morning workout — weights and cardio — read the papers, eat breakfast with his family and help pack his daughters, Malia, 10, and Sasha, 7, off to school before making the 30-second commute downstairs.
And what they’re not printing (but we all know) is that he’s also probably tryin’ to get some from Michelle right quick too…. Okay?

I’m baaaaack! OMG, what an AMAZING, LIFE CHANGING experience being in DC over this inaugural weekend was for me and everyone that I know. Everyone was so joyfull. I swear it felt like one of those jumping Easter Sunday sermons sans the big colorful hats. Priceless.

And I really have to thank my BFF Nikki. Not only did she host my stay and roll with me to several different events every night of the weekend (my feet may never ever, ever completely recover), but her dad hooked us up with a pair of tickets. Go Georgie! So praise Jesus, I didn’t have to be out there in the dark at 4.30am throwing bo’s in an open field for a halfway decent view of the Jumbotron (instead we left at 6.15am and ended up standing in the bushes with a straight shot of the Capitol).

Unfortunately, we didn’t last long enough to see the parade… the fingers, toes and face were just too cold. But I watched and analyzed every second of the CNN and MSNBC coverage to the point where I might as well have been there. Can I get an amen?

On the low, I could probably watch the Obamas every day for the rest of my life. Kinda like that movie featuring Jim Carrey where he unknowingly lives his entire life on the set of a television show? I’m claiming it, I’m officially addicted.

Ummm, why is it always so hard to get ready to go out of town?

It’s not like, I didn’t know that I was going to DC for the inaguration all of ten seconds after CNN declared Obama’s victory… Yet and still here I am the day before I leaving running around like a chicken with out a head.

I am so EXCITED. I cannot believe that I am alive to witness a Black man become the President of the United States. I swear to God, this is bigger than the day the video for Thriller premiered on channel 5. When I think back over the past two years… all the anticipation before he finally declared, all the naysayers who were concerned that he didn’t have enough experience, Jeremiah Wright, Hillary Clinton, damn Sarah Palin…. my god. But we made it.

And now I’m off to handle the nails and hair (cause we all know Barack doesn’t want me in DC without my hair did). Hopefully, I’ll see some of you guys there… If not, be sure to look for me on CNN in the middle of the masses in somewhere near the front but not too far from the back. I’ll be the short chick with the big hair losing her mind and falling out as if I’ve won the lotto.

I see I’m not the only one who doesn’t like it when people show up at my apartment unannounced…

Apparently,a panda bear bit the crap out of a man who jumped in his pen to retrieve a toy that had fallen over the railing at the Beijing Zoo. Daaaammmmn… I thought panda were suppossed to be friendly, social-type creatures.

But bigger than the panda with an attitude, WHY was this man able to simply HOP a little fence?? What in the world? WHY was the fence that low?

And please don’t tell me it’s so people can get up close and personal with nature. Cause THAT is not nature. Not even on a dare. THAT is a wild animal that’s been caged up AGAINST it’s will for our amusement. What would make you think they’re remotely happy to see you? Mmm-hmmm, like ELsa used to tell me- keep playin’ if you want to.

Personally, my scary behind will take a good ole American zoo with triple layers of plexiglass and the sky-high electric fence enclosure with enough voltage to shock that ass to death if a strand of hair brushes against it any day of the damn week. If and when I want so see some “nature” I’ll go chill in Central Park and watch the shirtless white boys play football in the dead of winter. That’s enough wildlife for me, thank you very much.


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