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Mitzi Moments

get the popcorn ready…

By on July 23, 2008 in using our powers for good

So tonight is the first of the two-part CNN Special Black In America: a documentary exploring the current state of African Americans in United States. And since I still don’t have TIVO the first, I will be sitting my black behind down to watch it. Not that I need Soledad to tell me that there’s a lot of work to be done in our community but it will be interesting to see what messages about our community are being given to mainstream America this year. Cause you know, there’s a damn investigative special on Black folks every year. Okay? I guess the big question is, after we watch this and talk about it to death, exactly what are we going to do?

There’s an online component fot those of you who want to be heard:
CNN.com/blackinamerica

my own damn fault…

By on July 22, 2008 in going to hell in a handbasket

All I can say is- the devil is a busy man.

My mini-me Latoya is getting married next spring (I think) which is great. I’m really happy for her and her fiance Dre, they make a great couple, deserve all the happiness in the world, yada-yada-yada.

How-some-ever, since this is her second stroll up the aisle (sometimes a do-over is very necessary) little Miss Toya has decided to break with tradition and have the sexy all-white wedding in the islands. Emphasis on the sexy. As a bridesmaid (please don’t ask me how in the world I got roped in to this foolishness. You know I DON’T do wedding parties.) I have been asked to find a short, tight, white dress that’s hot enough to be interesting but not scandalous enough to cause a scene. I know, I know but wait on it…

But the reason I’m really mad is because I actually found the perfect dress. This short, strapless Nanette Lepore number that was even in the correct price range. But don’t you know, my procrastinating ass waited 24 hours to place the order. And so, by the time I logged on they were completely out of my size! I almost threw up in my mouth. And to make matters worse, I started trying to talk myself into believing that all dress aren’t cut the same and with a little stretch who says that I can’t fit into a size 10? Oh and you know I ordered the ten, right? Sigh. I ‘m an idiot.

who would’ve thunk it…

By on July 22, 2008 in using our powers for good

It’s still really surreal to me when I look up and see people that I’ve known for YEARS making these huge leaps of progress: major promotions, getting married, buying houses and having kids. It’s like wait a sec, weren’t we just sitting in our work cubicles talking ish about how turning 25 made us feel SO old like two seconds ago?

Perfect example- my girlfriend Kenya (affectionately known as Ken-Ken) and her fantastic artsy boyfriend Matt (one of my top five my favorite pink toes) invited a couple of folks over for an impromptu dinner party at their newish spot in BK (well it’s new for Kenya… She’s been a super fly Harlem chick since I adopted her almost seven years ago). Anyhoo, as I’m sitting there sipping Kenya’s signature sweet tea and talking boys with our mutual friend Nana, I suddenly had a moment where I realized just how dope my girl really, really is.

Not only has my Ken-Ken managed to remain one of the nicest, most generous and hilarious people I know despite her fair share of hard knocks (and Lord knows NYC can be hard on the “nice” ones), she also just got promoted to Global Style Director for all of Metro Newspaper-which may be be the new, free newspapers here in the States BUT actually has a very longstanding and reputable history in Europe. In less than a month, she’s leaving me (GULP) heading to London (with her man in tow) to pursue her dream of living abroad and working in fashion. How sick is that?

Every time I think about how things have pulled themselves together for Ken, I am so encouraged. It’s like everything is possible if you claim it. Lord, let me go get my copy of The Secret immediately!

cut the waterworks…

By on July 18, 2008 in that sense of entitlement

Good grief, Elisabeth Hasselhoff is EXHAUSTING with all her damn crying!! She’s such a Republican bully! Always picking a fight with someone 10 times as intelligent as she is and then when she can’t win with logic, she goes for the tears. But apparently this time she picked the wrong black woman to try that bullcrap with. Here’s what had happened:

Little Miss Elisabeth jumped up on her soapbox about how black people shouldn’t use the n-word beacause “it perpetuates stereotypes and hate.” So Whoppi immediately countered the silly rhetoric with, “We use it the way we want to use it.” THEN because Elisabeth is always going hard for the entitled white woman who don’t know when to back down, she says, “we all live in the same world.” At this point, it’s safe to say KNOW Whoopi was DONE. And she proceeded to get all up in that crack and shut whiny-ass Elisabeth down with, “We do live in different worlds. You don’t understand.” Can the church say AMEN?

Oh and for the record, even Babs had enough of little Miss Elisabeth temper tantrums. She jumped in on the discussion and hit Elisabeth with the old school “You’re not listening, you’re just talking” line your parents used to say when they were sick of the very sound of your voice. So funny…

finally forreal must-see tv…

By on July 17, 2008 in going to hell in a handbasket

Ok, so I have a new guilty TV pleasure. It’s called The Baby Borrowers. It’s on NBC, every Wednesday at 9/8c. You heard it here first- you MUST watch this weekly train wreck.

The hilarious and often painful to watch reality show centers around five different teenage couples who I have to assume think/ thought they’re ready to be married and start a family (You know I didn’t see it from the beginning b/c I was what? Working.). There’s Jordan & Sasha/ the Black teens who assumed that b/c they help raise their brothers and sisters they know everything until they meet the bad ass WHITE kids; Daton &Morgan/ the skater kids who barely bathe let alone remember to make the kid brush his teeth for three days; Kelsey & Sean/ the All-American couple where she like the majority of Middle America is already obsese; Kelly & Austin/ the Southern couple whose traditional values come crashing down when she realizes that she’s not cut out to be a stay-at home mom; Alicia & Cory/ the Latino couple who are straight hood. She’s so busy putting on her extra thick eyeliner she leaves an infant completely unattended.

The couples are put up in their own house and given children of different ages (starting with babies under one all the way up to teenagers and finally, the elderly) to take care of for three-day intervals. All I can say is Jesus be a bad ass two year-old who won’t stop throwing temper tantrums. Then to throw in a little twist; one of them had to leave the house every day to go to work at a minimum wage job (read: picking up dog poop at the dog shelter).

For the record, I laughed until I cried last night. These poor kids who were so in love and excited to be able to ‘play house’ were straight falling apart and turning on one another like rabid animals. TOM FOOLERY AT IT’S BEST.

But not for nothing, I give them credit. I KNOW that at 17 years old (shoot truth be told at 32 years old) I wouldn’t have lasted past the first 24 hour period. All that crying, fussing and smart talk from those kids? And the only thing I can do is put you in time out? No sir. Ain’t no way in the world somebody’s kid wasn’t gonna get snatched up in the armpit on national TV and lifted off the ground ’till the backchat stops. I’m just saying.

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