Thus begins a new series called "SHE SO +PLUSHUS". Let's bring it back to what this blog is really about!!! HOT +PLUSHUS FEMALES....DAMN!!!! Thank you, Rosie! An excellent example of what a +plushus girl is....brilliant!
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In a series I call "name dropping"...
I kinda know this kid...not really. He's one of the founding members of Paxen Films and a pretty good drummer. If you've never been to Bay Ridge or seen Saturday Night Fever...then watch it anyway and learn something.
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I am not sure what this hand sign means. I guess Bush does. Cuz he's down with the NCAA. What a slick brutha. I got inspired...maybe I'll get down with hand signs too.
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There are a few things a Classy Lady needs on a Sunday morning...a group of gals to meet for brunch where they serve unlimited mimosas and bloody mary's, a pair of Jackie O sunglasses and a purse so large you can disappear behind it (you're recovering from a Saturday night you'll remember as soon as the omlette comes, so let your accessories speak for you), oh...and top it all off with a fabulous hat.
I am a recent inductee to the Brooklyn Chapter of the Drunken Classy Ladies Society. Brooklyn socialites are a whole other breed. You don't need money, you don't need fame...so what do you need? An invitation. I believe it was my infamous status as +plushus founder that got me the invite.
I have been in New York for 8 years and rarely have I found a group that has embraced me the way the DCL has. Founded by Rebekah Peterson, the DCL is a group of what I lovingly call the Broads of Brooklyn...the Saucy Sista's of Staten Island, the Jezebel's of Jersey, the Je ne sais quoi's of Queens!
Having a group of good girlfriends is better than a boyfriend. Even if you're not that social, it's important to have girls to check you...to put you in your place...to impress...to network...even if you're a tomboy hate women...you just haven't found the right women.
I encourage you to start a chapter in your area and send us pics of your brunches along with your address...if you do, I bet the original founding members will send you a surprise!!!
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this is truly the worst vLog ever...do not watch this...it's only so i can look back on it when i'm 80...but you...please don't waste 10 min of your precious life listening to my monotonous speaking voice tell you the droll details of my day...
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The Ron Clark Academy
Raps about the Election on CNN
to the tune of T.I.'s hit "Whatever You Like"
Obama on the left
McCain on the right
We can talk politics all night
And you can vote however you like
You can vote however you like, yeah
Democratic left
Republican right
November 4th we decide
And you can vote however you like
You can vote however you like, yeah
(McCain supporters)
McCain’s the best candidate
With Palin as his running mate
They’ll fight for gun rights, pro life,
The conservative right
Our future is bright
Better economy in site
And all the world will feel our military might
(Obama supporters)
But McCain and Bush are real close right
They vote alike and keep it tight
Obama’s new, he’s younger too
The Middle Class he will help you
He’ll bring a change, he’s got the brains
McCain and Bush are just the same
You are to blame, Iraq’s a shame
Four more years would be insane
Lower your Taxes - you know Obama Won’t
PROTECT THE LOWER CLASS - You know McCain won’t!
Have enough experience - you know that they don’t
STOP GLOBAL WARMING - you know that you won’t
I want Obama
FORGET OBAMA
Stick with McCain and you’re going to have some drama
We need it
HE’LL BRING IT
He’ll be it
YOU’LL SEE IT
We’ll do it
GET TO IT
Let’s move it
DO IT!
Obama on the left
McCain on the right
We can talk politics all night
And you can vote however you like
You can vote however you like, yeah
Democratic left
Republican right
November 4th we decide
And you can vote however you like, I said
You can vote however you like, yeah
I’m talking big pipe lines, and low gas prices
Below $2.00 that would be nice
But to do it right we gotta start today
Finding renewable ways that are here to stay
I want Obama
FORGET OBAMA,
Stick wit McCain you gone have some drama
MORE WAR IN IRAQ
Iran he will attack
CAN’T BRING OUR TROOPS BACK
We gotta vote Barack!
Obama on the left
McCain on the right
We can talk politics all night
And you can vote however you like, I said
You can vote however you like, yeah
Democratic left
Republican right
November 4th we decide
And you can vote however you like, I said
You can vote however you like, yeah
So, I think if not just for the free coffee at Starbuck's and free ice cream at Ben and Jerry's (41 3rd Ave @11th street in the East Village) you should go out and vote. I mean if not just for that.
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Wow, fad diets make me ill. And the the pond scum who peddle them to young impressionable girls should be publicly humiliated and thrown in jail. Thanks to Big Fat Deal and Fitness Fixation for turning me on to this topic. I guess I've never given any thought to the 'diet' industry cuz I knew at a young age it was a crock of shit and I didn't want to totally ruin my body. Now, if I work out, I lose weight. Even at 33, my body responds to a healthy lifestyle while my friends who yo-yo diet are stuck killing themselves with a bottle of anything GNC will sell them and a few fingers down their throat. And NONE OF THEM LOOK LIKE THESE BONE THIN CHICKS! They always look the same, unhealthy, the kind of thin created by caloric deprivation and no sweat. Their body just hangs on their bones. Gravity pulls them down. Their skin is grey.
YES! the age old Nicotine diet! and now there's a patch! I can't say anymore. It's retarded. And so are you if you buy into this crap. I'd rather be fat.
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I been a fan of Smoove B ever since I first picked up the Onion on the corner of 6th st. and 1st Ave in the East Village back in the day when I was young (i'm not a kid anymore)...and for all the fellas who look bewildered as we ladies school you in the art of not being a stone cold dumbshit...here is a perfect apology letter you can send to your sweet Popsicle when you show up to the date with out any money, or go on that camping trip or 2 or 3 with out inviting her, or when you act like a pussy while some mutual friends drop social bombs on her pretty little head. You know who you are. Get yo shit togetha...and say it right like Smoove B.
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I was just reading a sweet blog on the glamazons and their new reality show piolot, America's Got Backfat. Personally, I don't like dated cabaret or song parodies (unless done by wierd all). I especially don't like stereotypicaly funny kitchy fat girls. But I love Meryl Finger and so she can be the exeption to my stern opinions...plus it's not like I haven't dabbled in my day...my Glamazon name was Fluffer Nutter...
This is the Glamazon group I remember... version 1.0. All burlesque all the time. I joined after World Famous Bob left. I tracked Meryl Finger down back in 2001 after getting newspaper clippings of the group in the mail from several friends saying "you should do this!". Being a Glamazon was liberating, I sang One Night Only at Webster Hall in pasties and a pair of boyshorts. I spearheaded new numbers like the Shirley Basey Remix version of Big Spender which we performed at the Rainbow Room and Natacha Atlas' belly dance hip hop remix of I Put a Spell On You we performed on the local news. So many great stories and good times, but I left to pursue my own music. I actually left to start a plus girl group called +plushus, but it was the same as being in the Glamazons. Sure, the music was original, no more cabaret parodies making light of being fat, but it still felt cheezy to me. Cheezy in that it wasn't the music that was in my heart and I stalled my development as a musician to hide behind a fat girl gimmick...I wasn't pushing my talents, I wasn't meeting better musicians and growing my sound and developing my unique voice. So this summer I dissolved +plushus and left the producers to start my own band and make music I love.
I've never felt like singing about how cool it is to be fat. It's cool to be me. But being fat in a shallow society sucks balls and not cuz i'm flawed but because most other people are. I've always hated being treated differently depending on how much I weigh. When I was running 2 miles a day and had a flat stomach, guys would buy me drinks and shelter me under their umbrella, and carry my heavy bags. When I gained 80lbs, i was invisible. So no, I don't feel like singing "Shake It" or some joke parody about how I eat corn beef on rye with a knish on the side...and although some of the +plushus music was a little angry like "Say No", it still sat on the surface, didn't move me. I wanna sing about how fucked up it is that you used to dig me but now you don't cuz of 80lbs. I wanna sing about being alone, about being picked last in gym class, about being preyed on by men who think I'm desperate, about never being #1, never being chased, never being craved, never taken out, never really loved.
I totally support plus women and I fucking love Meryl. But how many plus lines of clothing have no unique perspective? how many wide calf boots are subquality generic knock off's of last decade's style? How little greatness do we see in the plus industry? Be careful of the gimmick...of creating art that can't stand alone unless it's attached to the gimmick. Gimmicks can be empty and are a form of segregation. It also can be a way of avoiding what makes you truly unique. I heard Harry Belafonte speak about black entertainers back in the day dreaming of playing the roll of a man, a husband, a father...not just a token black man. Well, I want to be a musician, not just a member of a fat girl group.
Expect this website to go through some changes...I'm making clothes, I'm rehearsing with my band, finding my unique voice apart from being fat...and generally having a good time.
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