OMG, have you heard the commercial on radio for MotoPhoto? Freakin' HILARIOUS. There's another commercial that's similar to that, but I totally can't think of the name as of now. But if I hear it, I'll be sure to comment on it. Anyway.
So yeah - back to the subject at hand. Yeah, I gotta just get this week into gear. Gotta get my butt back to normal, doing the stuff that I usually do MINUS the cigarettes and the constant drinking... and the "binge" workouts at the gym. I call them "binge workouts" cause it's almost like I'm doing it just to get some kind of quick rush/outcome. I'd go in at least 5-7 days a week and do some rigorous cardio-blast for almost an hour. Just straight-up sweating and letting go of those electrolytes. I personally think that messed me up. Plus with the fat-loss supplements and the straight-up semi-anorexic eating habits, I think my body was on overhaul. So I'm on R&R mode right now. However, at the same time I've got to maintain. It's a tedious task, but I've gotta do something. AHAHAH... Just hope that I get better. Hope that the blood work will be able to tell me something about how I've been feeling lately. Prayers for me... *smile*
I don't know about you, but I watched FROM HELL last night, and it was pretty FREAKY. It's the story of Jack the Ripper. Actually, in real life they never really FOUND Jack the Ripper, but they based this movie upon one of the major suspects. The story was just WHACK. Jack the Ripper was a total f*ck. He must've really been deranged. I think I actually mentioned that last night. AHAHA. OH, and the movie delves into some trife sh*t about Freemasonry; the Masons. Who knows what is true about the Masons or not. Even some of their own members don't know what it's really about. It's the whole "secret society" thing. But the movie showed just how much they do to "get each others' backs..." It's a nice thing to know that you're being "taken care of" in such a way, but at the expense of others? I don't think so. And then they'd do those phlebotomies on people they wanted "out..." Now that's just flat-out TRIFE. Not that it's any less trife these days, but those "old school" methods were just WHACK. Ewww... makes me shiver...
On another note, I just want to say that I admire Johnny Depp as an actor. I've seen him do MANY characters from Edward Scissorhands, to a bumbling post-Puritanic character in Sleepy Hollow, to a trife-ass drug lord in Blow, to a British Inspector in From Hell. For some reason I used to equate Johnny Depp with Keanu Reeves; it must be the whole 80s TEEN SCENE thingy or something. But you know what? Johnny Depp is a much better actor. Actually, I think he's a pretty GREAT actor. He may not get all the hype like Brad Pitt, Tom Cruise, or Jack Nicholson...but put him in a role, and he'll DO it. AHAHA. Just thought I'd share. I think that J. Depp is a very great actor.
SO! Yeah, I gotta work this week out... gotta make it lively. I just gotta DO this. *wink*
I'm watching FROM HELL... it's some very FREAKY shit. Jack the Ripper was a pretty deranged ass. Not to de-rail from that subject, but I think it's interesting how one might be able to have "visions" of the psychic sense after gettin' high on opium. AHAHAHA... Just thought I'd throw that in there.
I have a pretty busy week...full of meetings and such. I can't stand it. I just need to be alone for a good week. AHAHAAH... I need to go on some serious DETOX: no smoking, no drinking, no eating fat-a$$ foods, and just drinking some diet tea and eating all-natural/organic food. I know, it sounds weird, but I think I just need to do that. For my sanity, anyway. So when will this detox thang happen? I dunno... I feel a getaway weekend coming along. A quiet, away-from-here, weekend doing nothing but sleeping, stressing about nothing, and eating and drinking only veggies and water - ahahaha... listening to Lisa Loeb, doing some yoga-esque relaxation techniques, and just enjoying myself to the fullest. Bring it.
GREAT night last night. I was totally surprised by my dear ol' buddy, Ellen, and the rest of the "gang..." After work, I trekked through the TRIFE rain into G-Town to meet Roselle at H&M. I wanted to exchange a shirt I got for another size, but they didn't even have the shirt there. That H&M's men's department SUCKS. It's so SMALL! I'd rather go to Arundel Mills. ANYWAY. So no fun at H&M. I met Roselle there, and gave her her gift. HaPpY BeLaTeD B-DaY, RoSeLLe! Then we went to Benetton. Man, I want to buy all their stuff. I'm also intrigued about the whole "white" thing. You know, the "summer white" look. I just think white on a guy is too "pure." Not too cool, although it looks pretty cool like if you're at the beach. At the beach we're NOT!! So eh. Forget it. But their other stuff us pretty cool. But I don't have the body to be sportin' those body-conscious-lookin' shirts. AHAHHA... I know, there were other shirts I could've gotten, but I wasn't in the mood for those. Cool stuff, though. Afterwards we went to FCUK ---to a HUGE freakin' SALE! It was WONDERFUL!! Again, I didn't buy anything. Wait, I did buy a t-shirt. It's a size L. I tried it on with another shirt underneath, and it fit OK. It felt/looked a little big, but then again I didn't want it to be lookin' all tight/huggin' on me. I ain't got no muscles to be wearin' no muscle shirt. (i wouldn't wear a "muscle" shirt anyway - ahahaha) I did think about possibly getting a size M, but I don't know. I should go back and try the M again before settling to exchange. For now, I'll chill. I like the shirt. It's just one of those cool t-shirts that you could wear out while you're clubbing or loungin'. I likes...! I wanna buy more FCUK stuff, too. I just wanna buy STUFF, period. A|X was next, and it was AIGHT... It was too warm in there that I had to get out. Can we get the AC fixed, please?
Then we went to dinner at Neyla. At first I thought it was just me, Elle, and Roselle. Come to find out the gang was there: Debbie, Godfrey, Tyrone, Rich, Al, Katz, Jun, Jake, Yves, Allen, and Camille. AHAHAAH! TOO funny! I was surprised... and they pitched in to get me an MP3 player! ARE they not the coolest?! *sigh* WONDERFUL FRIENDS. THANKS, you guys!
OH - the food at Neyla is AMAZING. WONDERFUL. It's totally Lebanese Taverna, but I think the food is better. It's just a tad bit more pricier. We did this thing where they brought out all this food. It was GREAT. It was wonderful. I loved it. Grilled kabob meats, rice, pitas, and lots of other stuff... Maanek, Fallafel, hummus, and blah-blah-blah. I recommend Neyla to ANY of you. It's GREAT! (thanks, all, for taking me there! it was wonderful!!) OH YEAH, it was a joint surprise for both Roselle and I... So cool of them...
WOW. So I had the celebration with the family @ home... I had the fun times in LA on Sunset and other places with Les, Perce and the gang... I had the celebration with the OG friends at Sole'... I had a special one-on-one (ahahah) dinner at Cafe Asia with my Godsis... and I had the celebration with the TG/KIA families at Neyla... AWWW! (i have too many friends... ahahahah! hey, i'm not complaining...) I still wanna get together with some other friends to do some more celebrating... *ahem* YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE! Until then... "CARPE DIEM!" *WiNk*
In the meantime, just pray for me... that things will change for the better. And if you've been contemplating on making some lifestyle changes, too, then let me just tell you that I'VE GOT YO' BACK!!
I'M HORRIBLE! I'M MEAN! I'M SO F*CKED-UP!
But oh well. I can't help that shit. Like yesterday, we were in Marz's car headed towards Eden Center in Falls Church... (don't ask why... we were just feenin' for Bubble Tea, that's all... LOL) We got on the ramp off 395 onto King Street, and some biznitch was driving through SLOWLY and NOT letting us get through. So I got enraged and said, "That fat-a$$ b*tch don't need to be driving NO how!" Yes, I got ghetto. I let the ghettoness come out. And to top it off, I was flat-out mean. And I couldn't help it. But what's worse is that she was a VERY hefty girl. I'm not talking about someone who is a tad overweight, but someone who is downright OBESE. I'm sorry. I know I should be compassionate about people in that condition because I've been there. I've been on the "fatter" side of the fence. I don't even consider myself skinny, even though I decided that I had to lose like almost 50 lbs. I'm still a fat-ass, but not like THAT. I have this mindset that if WEN could do it, then so can everyone else. And I honestly believe that. And I hate when fat people complain about how big they are, yet they still EAT. Or if they try to eat "healthy," but the truth of the matter is they're still eating like MAD! HELLO?!?! So anyway, that's besides the point here. My point is that I was just freakin' MEAN about the fat woman driving the car slowly. I mean, she was all up on the wheel and stuff like she couldn't breathe. It was way harsh of me, but shit!
Then, when we were at a stop light, I was in conversation with Marz, when I happened to look over at the person in the car next to us. So like in the middle of my sentence I totally sneaked-in a "OK, Clay Aiken..." cause the guy in the car next to us looked like CLAY AIKEN. And Marz started laughing hysterically because she was silently thinking the same thing, but I - on the other hand - went full-throttle and just bleeped-in about how lame the person beside us looked by calling him "Clay Aiken." See! WHY do I have to be the one who opens his mouth about that ish? Why can't I hold it in like Marz?
Whatever. That's just me, and that's something I've come to accept about myself. I tell that shit like it is, that's all. LOL! So whatever. But it still makes me feel horrible.
AND THEN! At Eden, we were walking up to the store when my ears, like a f*cking radar, heard this fobby-ass dude say to someone on his cell phone, "Yo', wassup, dawg..." Or something like that. No, he didn't say "wassup, dawg..." it was something else, but the bottom line is that he sounded FOBby but was trying to rock his shit like he was straight GHETTO. HELLO?! I don't even know why I let that get to me, but once we got in the store, I whispered to Marz, "Did you hear that shit?" I proceeded to tell her, and she was ROLLIN' on the floor, literally. By the way, I had melon flavored bubble tea. It was WONDERFUL. *slurp*
So yeah. Then in Old Town, we were walking down King Street when we passed these two LAME-ASS girls. One was white, and the other was some FOBby-lookin' dorky Asian girl. The white girl looked semi-dorkful, too. There were these two random guys, who looked almost young professional-ish, that were standing there about to smoke, and the lame white girl goes up to them and asks, "Do any of you have a cigarette?" I think they were f*ckin' with her, so they go, "Maybe... You smoke?!" The girl goes, in a dork-ass way, "Oh, no... it's not for me... it's for my friend..." and she kinda looks at her dorky Asian friend. So dorky Asian girl goes up all lookin' dumb as crap, like she's about to get a cigarette. I didn't bother to look and see if she got the cigarette or not because I didn't want to be embarrassed FOR HER if those guys said something like, "No, you're not having one of our smokes cause you look like a DORK!!" I'm sure they didn't say that to her, but they might as well have. She SO looked like she didn't even know HOW to smoke, and perhaps she just wanted to try it. And her dorky white friend? She was just a total LAME-O. And then those guys?! Well, WHY would you as the chic if she SMOKES when she clearly is ASKING for a damn cigarette? Either she DOES smoke, or she's getting it for someone else. Why the hell do you need to know WHICH applies in this dumb situation? REALLY. It's not like they're the type of girls you'd wanna even mess with. Gross. I'm totally just making myself feel sick and embarrassed thinking about them.
See, I'm mean... AHAHAHAHAAH!
Well, if it were a few years ago, I probably wouldn't really care all too much about the denim issue. In fact, there was a point in time where I didn't care too much about it. But that's when I was faced with the basics: Levi's, GAP, etc. But now, as time and fashion have definitely evolved, the need for the PERFECT jeans is more definitive NOW than it was before.
For me - the problem is THREE-fold: (1) The jeans have to sit low on my waist. That high-waist shit doesn't cut it, which is why I don't bother with GAP jeans as much as I used to. Unless they're screaming at me with a $12.99 sale tag on it, I'm not gonna holla back at those GAP ones. (2) The jeans have to fit nicely to cover my big ass. YES, Wendel has butt-issues. I actually have one, which is the problem. So I can't be wearing those slim-white-boy jeans that others can surely pull off. And (3) the jeans HAVE to be boot-cut. Sometimes I can get away with a straight-leg cut, but more or less I have to wear boot-cut jeans. I think it's because of my butt - cause jeans look TRIFE on me if it's pretty "spacious" in the butt area, then too narrow at the ankles. ALSO, it's because of my shoes. The shoes that I have don't necessarily go well with a tapered/slim leg. I sport boots, running shoes, split-toes, and square toes ---all of which do NOT look right without ample denim coverage on the bottom. So as you can see, I am a picky denim person.
Now that I've got the style and the cut down - let's go for the definitive brands. I've tried them all: from the classic Levi's jeans, to the more accessible GAP and Old Navy jeans, to the more pricier French Connection, Frankie B, Joe's Jeans, Buffalo, Seven, Paper Denim, and the like. Unfortunately, most of the higher-end jeans just don't fit me well. For the most part, they're made for people with NO ASS and LONG LEGS and a narrower-than-a-toothpick waist, which doesn't sit well with my 32-33 inch waistline. Seven, Frankie B, and French Connection are GUILTY of this, which is why I can't stand them. On the other hand brands like Diesel, Diesel Style Lab, Paper Denim, and Joe's Jeans fit me pretty well. It's just that they come way too long for my own good. Altering denim is a major faux pax, so that won't work. I have yet to try DKNY or D&G jeans, which I'm assuming might be way too butt-less for me again. So I'm kind of hesitant. Right now, the jeans that fit me are the boot-fits from GAP, Banana Republic, and Old Navy. Surprisingly, Old Navy's aren't so bad, and their darkest wash can pass for a dressier look. The only qualm I have with GAP, Inc.'s fits are that they're high-waisted. So it annoys me. Abercrombie & Fitch and American Eagle has bootcut denim with a low-waist, which fits me WONDERFULLY. But they're not so dressy-looking. Even though I can sport a 31-waist from AF/AE, it's still a more casual look. In this day and age, you need all kinds of jeans that'll be versatile enough for ANYTHING. Denim is the current trend. H&M has another low-waisted bootcut, which fits me well. They just don't have an amazingly wide range of styles/colors. Mavi jeans are another good fit, but while they're perfect in the leg and seat, the waist is just flat-out WEIRD. On the other hand, Buffalo fits me well, too. GUESS? and J. Crew also offer seasonal bootcuts that work well with me.
Unfortunately, the denim that gets the award for "worst-fitting on Wen's body" would have to be Armani Exchange. BOO! BOO! BOO! You guys SUCK! Oh, and Tommy Hilfiger and Polo Sport and blah-blah-blah, Nautica ---all those trife jeans that you find in the men's department at Macy's or Hecht's. Those jeans SUCK... Polo Sport? Calvin Klein? Maybe the jeans that you find at their own stores, but the ones they sell in department stores just flat-out SUCK. I hate those jeans.
So yeah, my denim dilemma just purely sucks. And I have MANY jeans. I've actually gotten rid of like over twenty pairs just because they don't fit me anymore. And even so, some of the ones that I still have are getting a lil big for me... I'm currently working with like 3 or 4 pairs that are "worthy" of pulling off the latest and greatest AND most classic looks.
When it comes to choosing my denim, I'm very picky... and for good reason, you know? I'm not one of those katz who goes out to buy the jeans just for the name. I used to hang-out with a guy who was like that in college. He wanted any jean that had a "brand name." HELLO?! Just because it has a BCBG, Seven, or Ben Sherman tag on it doesn't mean it LOOKS good on you. ANY one with clear fashion sense would know and understand that. And one time, I saw this chic who was all excited about her Fornarina jeans, but they looked like they'd fall of her butt if she took another step. See, it's all about being able to WEAR a particular pair of jeans. It's also all about sporting the right wash with the right season and blah-blah-blah. Jean-wearing is an artform in itself... It's something that you have to master, but ONLY after going through a bunch of wrongs before hitting the right. I think I'm just now hitting that "denim comfort zone" where I think I know what style works best with my body and other articles of clothing.
WORD TO THE WISE: The higher the price you pay doesn't mean you'll look like a million bucks, like the jeans you paid for. It's all in the attitude. If you've got the right sense of style and confidence, you can rock a pair of J. Crew jeans as if they're Paper Denim. Just keep searching, and you'll find the right answers to your own personal denim dilemma. *WiNk*
But what made it worse was the traffic this morning. AWFUL. On 295, on the GW Parkway... It was gloomy, dark, and damp outside, and I was caught in the middle of some trife-ass Monday morning TRAFFIC. In the middle of it, though, the sun came out from no where and was shining in my face. It was almost as if God was like, "Here, Wen! Don't be so GLUM!" At that moment, I felt good, happy, and ready to take on this boring-boring Monday. So far so good, although my allergies are starting to make me feel totally drowsy. I just wanna sleep.
A few things to talk about, I guess...
First, all this talk about Ashton Kutcher and Demi Moore is UNBELIEVABLE. I mean, you can look it at in different ways, as I do. I mean, what the hell is she thinking playing with this kid? Ashton Kutcher just SUCKS to me. I mean, his show, Punk'd, is pretty special but he acts just like "Kelso" on it. Actually he acts the same in all he does: off and on screen. That, my friends, scares me. It scares me because it shows what lack-of-talent the poor guy posseses. He is SO not talented. He is NOT an established actor. He is just whack. And he's all up on Nanay Demi?! She must be smoking some chronic shit. Bottom line: these two need to stop the madness.
You know, I have some other stuff to talk about, too, but I'm really sleepy at the moment. I'll have to do this again later. *snore* Don't kill me for being late with the page updates. I'm totally slummin' lately. DAMN weather...