Thursday, August 20, 2009

GUEST BLOGGER: Runway J

So, Guest Blogger Week was actually supposed to be sometime in July, but.. let's just say it didn't quite pop off how I had hoped it would. Nevertheless, my main man Brooklyn aka Runway J gets it poppin in this article about fall fashion... what's haute, what's NAWT, and all that's in between... he even kicks a lil knowledge! So let's all take a page from Diddy & LET HiM BE GREAT! Hope you likey as much as I did ;) --->kaeskai outtttt*



With the advent of the whole D.O.A. Movement, I find it my duty as a Brooklynite to discuss other bad habits that should be pronounced dead. Before we know it, we will be back in school... which means more people to meet... more networking, more parties, more gear, more trends... and so on and so forth. Attending St. Johns University, I have seen a plethora* of trend- humping biters... with no sense of fashion, creativity, or identity...((I blame the music industry.. rappers in particular, for killing fashion))...nonetheless...this is where people like myself and my lil sis Boston thrive off of being unique and inventive. It's 2009 and we're going into fall...RIP to monogram aka all over print...u know all the G's, LV's, COACH logos all over the place, dead that shit. It don't deserve a casket. I do have a pair of summer 2006 Guccis with monogram print in the arsenal that I use sparingly; you can only do so if you have versatility in the closet. But I digress. I have a bit of helpful advice for all my college students who like the idea of being "IN" ...just follow the acronym K.I.S.S...KEEP IT SIMPLE, STUPID! ...or for my fashionably sound people, chic...fuk what it is, whether there's a logo or not...go with simple and get more out of it...it's kool to look like u get fly without thinking about it...it's not kool to look like you was in your room for 2 hours asking people what looks good and what doesn't...speaking of what's good and what's not...the song "Who's Real" comes to mind..and with that I must emphasize an important rule..DON'T WEAR FAKE GEAR!! If u kant afford it, don't worry about it...a well put- together Rocawear outfit is going to be way smoother than a fake pair of Guccis. Fake shit doesn't rock. Point-blank. Period. Furthermore ,I must also add that "swag" is a thing of the past...once a word white folk used to describe one's cool demeanour has now crawled into Harlem and spread out to all urban areas alike. The term has now been oversexxed...if one can only describe their persona with using "swag," all they're implying is they are weak- minded individuals swayed by the media...the only people who should have any influence over us are those with our best interest at heart or our role models who we should strive to be better than. It's just food for thought...my niggas get a plate.
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Wednesday, August 12, 2009

I'm Wired UPPP!



VIBE Magazine is coming back! There is hope for my internship, after all! Does this mean VIBE Vixen is coming back? Where is Zanielle?? You ready? Let's go get 'em baby!*

Monday, August 10, 2009

Who ARE These People??



I haven't done one of these "quote" posts in a whileeeeee. I haven't even been properly documenting the ridiculous things people say! But there are some that you just never forget. For example...




"Damn, I wish I was more regular. Why does my face have to be so pretty... I can't use anybody's ID because I'm so badd."



"She's boring, Boston! Even texting her is boring! She doesn't even make me say LOL."



(in OJ Da Juiceman voice) "Turn the TV up til it can't go no louder. Turn the TV up til I run out of power!"



"Kyle, why do you hang out with her? She's such a grump. She pushes you around and tells you what to do."



"She irks me, tryna kick knowledge! Like, you aint true to this. You NEW to this!"



"Oh trust I ain't believe him then & I dont believe him now. I scoff at his oversized striped polos & his Target jeans. Get a haircut! Turn your swag up!"



"When should we tell him that he sucks as a rapper and should really start thinking about college?"


That's all folks*