So, this coming Friday is my birthday! I'm so excited !!! it's the big 25 so I'm trying to go big, in the last couple of months my life and my circle of friends has changed drastically, maybe not in the way I would have wanted it to but still I believe for the better, I have ventured out and made some amazing new friends and explored a world I didn't even know existed, I feel refreshed, happy and new!
We all know things never go smoothly in the life of Dunnie so here's the issue.
As I stated in my last post I have a line-up of amazing young men, well when it comes to your birthday you kind of have to put all your eggs in one basket so to speak, I mean if I'm upholding a relationship with all of them of course I want them all to help me celebrate my birthday... right?
I really am STUMPED on how to handle this week, I mean I do have my boys listed in numbers, but it could get REALLY bad when they're all in the same club/room/party together of course none are my "boyfriend" so I can do as I please, but who knows what the repercussions of this may be because I'm always very careful and very private with who I'm actually "seeing" I mean yes I post this blog but none of you actually know whom I'm speaking about if youre not in my circle or live in LA...of course when the girl youre talking to is in the spotlight you want to be the guy by her side. This is one time I don't know what to do! HELP someone!!
Maybe I'll just see which of these boys actually go out of the way to make my special day even more special because this is the time to step up and show it, not to just follow the pack and show up at what Ive planned maybe ill just get so wasted I'll "do like jamie and blame it on the liquor cause everyone knows, Patron, thats my nigga", so I guess we will see and I'll keep you all updated. Keep sending me your emails! I love hearing from you guys and if you have any advice for me, please send it my way.
xoxo-
wish me luck this week
Email: DunnieJ@gmail.com
Monday, January 31, 2011
Friday, January 28, 2011
Keep them in LINE.
Hello everyone! I hope ya"ll are excited for the weekend!
Today I want to chat with you guys about upholding a line-up
I have recently ventured out of my circle and found the joys of being a beautiful, smart, fun, independent SINGLE young woman living in the most amazing city in America and let me tell you, I am having a BLAST!! so here's what I have on my plate right now.
1 Dboy
1 DJ/ unknown profession
2 Promoters
An English soccer player
An assistant to a MEGA star
MEGA star
So I have grouped them in order of priority, and how do you do that you might wonder, well I choose by who is the most consistent, who I vibe with the most and who gives back the best energy and who my friends like, so here's my line-up
#1 is the Italian DJ/ Unknown - He is always consistent, we actually do fun things together, I'm super attracted to him and he treats me really well and is super whitty and smart.
#2 is the Dboy, ugh hes just so sexy and he's such a bad boy, the thing is he doesn't live here though so its inconsistent and our relationship is mostly bbm.
#3 is one of the two promoters, one is older and one is younger, unfortunately for me they know each other he comes in at #3 because well, he's a promoter
#4 The assistant to the MEGA star, see the here's where it goes bad, I met #2 because I thought he was #4 (they look almost like twins, awkward) , turns out they're really good friends and grew up together. Shame on me.
#5 The MEGA star, and no this person is not the assistants boss, surprised right! he falls at #5 because he is SUPER famous and a relationship could never actually be real even though its a blast to hang out.
#6 Falling in at #6 is my soccer player with the sexy English accent, he lives in London soooo we really don't have much of a chance with an ocean between us, but hes fun to chat with and keeps me entertained throughout the day and we have wonderful dinners and outings when he's in LA.
#7 the other promoter, he's just a play toy when I'm bored really not into him like that but he's sweet and nerdy and has a great personality.
Ok so let me make something VERY clear here, I have not SLEPT with any of these boys, ok ok fine I did one but only one, but that's where the fun comes in because as long as you're not sleeping with them, then it doesn't get messy and it holds their interest, if I was sleeping with 7 men at one time, I would be a HUGE hoe bag, and we don't want that now do we.
So this is what you need to do, both men and women, make a list of all the people you're talking to, list them in order and why they're those numbers, what you like about them and what you don't so this way when one messes up you just add him or her to the bottom of the list and keep it moving without feeling heartbroken.
If you're single, I think you should have at LEAST 5 people on your line-up to keep you interested and to have fun with, dinner dates, movies and cuddle sessions and in all fairness everyone needs the nookie so once your top 2 have earned it its ok to hook up but sleeping with all of them will probably leave you unfulfilled and feeling slutty, unless you're a guy of course (hate the double standard but those are the rules)
So go out and get your line-up crackin and don't get too attached to one unless he's going to make it serious in which case he has alot to prove because he is EASILY replaced cause if its not official then you re single. If you do actually want a relationship with one of them staying busy and not being too available is much more of a turn on and guys will really start to pay attention once they see the girl they're into has a few other boys into them as well, this doesn't work quit the same for men cause us girls just get annoyed and cut you off so strap on your air max 95's and make em chase you, cause who doesn't love a little chase.
Today I want to chat with you guys about upholding a line-up
I have recently ventured out of my circle and found the joys of being a beautiful, smart, fun, independent SINGLE young woman living in the most amazing city in America and let me tell you, I am having a BLAST!! so here's what I have on my plate right now.
1 Dboy
1 DJ/ unknown profession
2 Promoters
An English soccer player
An assistant to a MEGA star
MEGA star
So I have grouped them in order of priority, and how do you do that you might wonder, well I choose by who is the most consistent, who I vibe with the most and who gives back the best energy and who my friends like, so here's my line-up
#1 is the Italian DJ/ Unknown - He is always consistent, we actually do fun things together, I'm super attracted to him and he treats me really well and is super whitty and smart.
#2 is the Dboy, ugh hes just so sexy and he's such a bad boy, the thing is he doesn't live here though so its inconsistent and our relationship is mostly bbm.
#3 is one of the two promoters, one is older and one is younger, unfortunately for me they know each other he comes in at #3 because well, he's a promoter
#4 The assistant to the MEGA star, see the here's where it goes bad, I met #2 because I thought he was #4 (they look almost like twins, awkward) , turns out they're really good friends and grew up together. Shame on me.
#5 The MEGA star, and no this person is not the assistants boss, surprised right! he falls at #5 because he is SUPER famous and a relationship could never actually be real even though its a blast to hang out.
#6 Falling in at #6 is my soccer player with the sexy English accent, he lives in London soooo we really don't have much of a chance with an ocean between us, but hes fun to chat with and keeps me entertained throughout the day and we have wonderful dinners and outings when he's in LA.
#7 the other promoter, he's just a play toy when I'm bored really not into him like that but he's sweet and nerdy and has a great personality.
Ok so let me make something VERY clear here, I have not SLEPT with any of these boys, ok ok fine I did one but only one, but that's where the fun comes in because as long as you're not sleeping with them, then it doesn't get messy and it holds their interest, if I was sleeping with 7 men at one time, I would be a HUGE hoe bag, and we don't want that now do we.
So this is what you need to do, both men and women, make a list of all the people you're talking to, list them in order and why they're those numbers, what you like about them and what you don't so this way when one messes up you just add him or her to the bottom of the list and keep it moving without feeling heartbroken.
If you're single, I think you should have at LEAST 5 people on your line-up to keep you interested and to have fun with, dinner dates, movies and cuddle sessions and in all fairness everyone needs the nookie so once your top 2 have earned it its ok to hook up but sleeping with all of them will probably leave you unfulfilled and feeling slutty, unless you're a guy of course (hate the double standard but those are the rules)
So go out and get your line-up crackin and don't get too attached to one unless he's going to make it serious in which case he has alot to prove because he is EASILY replaced cause if its not official then you re single. If you do actually want a relationship with one of them staying busy and not being too available is much more of a turn on and guys will really start to pay attention once they see the girl they're into has a few other boys into them as well, this doesn't work quit the same for men cause us girls just get annoyed and cut you off so strap on your air max 95's and make em chase you, cause who doesn't love a little chase.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Hot and Not
So my roommate and I used to do a hot or not list every month and tape it to our refrigerator, so I think I'm going to bring it to you guys every week.
HOT:
- Crackled nail polish
HOT:
- Crackled nail polish
- Dark purple lipstick
It may just be me, but I am OBSESSED with the Mac "smoked purple" I think its so different and it's a nice alternative to red even though I like to mix it with my red mac "lady danger" if you're going to rock this color make sure you put on a light brown lip liner because this color will run off your lips and add TONS of gloss
- Glow in the dark tattoos
I think these are so cool, and yes they are permanent, just be careful an read up on it before you get one, there is some speculation that they may have a cancer causing ingredient to them, the one shown here is alittle bold but I think something small on your finger or shoulder would be cute, I'm thinking about doing this myself.
- Adding "ski" to the end of your words
This is something my current roommate has made up the ever so popular Shanti Saha and it has caught on, I know it sounds silly but just wait, you'll be saying " HIskis!" or "booski" in a matter of weeks. I think its a cute way to flirt.
- Dboys
Big Meech, the ultimate Dboy
I don't know what it is about those Dboys but I just cant seem to leave them alone, Ive tried to be with good boys but the bad ones always get me.
- Dreaded creole boys
OH EM GEE ok I don't necessarily think Wayne is "hot" but his creole New Orleans swag is AMAZING I'm actually currently very interested in a dreaded creole boy and the way he speaks makes me weak in the knees "beeleevvvee dat"
- The Panamera Porsche
I think this car is SO hot, its almost the nerdy version of a hot sports car, it has kind of a sedan, station wagon vibe. Totally into it, if this car was a guy it would my perfect type.
- "All of the lights"- Kanye West featuring Rihanna
- "Cat Daddy"- Rejectz
- "Hold it against me"- Britney Spears
- MYSTUDIO sundays
This is definitely the place to be on Sunday nights if you live in LA, its considered an "urban night" but it's all the coolest of the "urban crowd" in LA and most of the time the door is shut down by 12am because it gets so packed, the most beautiful and elite of this world will be seen inside here on Sundays, I have recently ventured from the white boigie lounges and started having a blast at night like these I save my energy and my best outfit all week to be able to party hard on this night.
ok and now for the NOT HOT
- Nails all one color
ugh, what a bore! add some funk and personality to those!
- Bright pink lips
I'm so over this, I think it looks tacky and again super boring, but that my opinion, I do think blonde light skinned girls look cute in it but i personally think its "not hot"
- Tramp stamps
No explanation needed, if you don't have one, don't get one
- 9-5 boys
Yawn.
-White boys with no swag
Self explanatory
- Any kind of Subaru
- Anywhere BUT MyStudio on Sunday
Until next week, this is whats hot and this is whats not. Live your life accordingly.
My boyfriend has a girlfriend
I dunno how many of you have been in this situation but of course I have, I mean story of my damn life.
So here's whats up:
I met this hot piece of man about 3years ago in Vegas, yes VEGAS I broke the ultimate code of honor
LEAVE WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS IN VEGAS
Ugh, but he was so fine, I had to bring it home.
At this time he was playing football for the Miami Dolphins but his frame isn't build like a regular football player, he's only about 6ft and 180 pounds of pure muscle, and he is originally from Africa see I have a thing for black men that LOOK African because there is a huge difference between Africa looking men and African American looking men, anyways enough about what gets me hot and bothered, back to the point.
We talk almost every single day and we've visited every city in America together and I mean EVERY, Miami, New York, LA, Dallas, Denver, Chicago, Indianapolis,Cincinnati, Phoenix, Orlando, Dominican Republic and so on and so one, but there is ONE place he's never taken me and that's where he actually lives, Atlanta.
Hmmm... something doesn't seem right now does it? Ive asked him on NUMEROUS occasions if he has a girlfriend or a wife and his response is always, "would it matter" and I guess if you break it down it wouldn't and if I actually KNEW then maybe I would feel a different way about what we have going on due to KARMA, so in my mind, not knowing keeps me off the hook.
So, the relationship that we have upheld is amazing, we have the best time together, I'm always myself around him and he's one of the few men I'm involved with where I can be super honest with him, we can have conversations from who I'm dating to what color my nails are this week, he's an amazing human being and our love is so strong and different, I like to describe it as a friendship that catches fire when were together our chemistry is so strong and amazing and I truly from the bottom of my heart love him.
So here's the catch, I get a bbm from his as I usually do every morning, but this time it says "Call me as soon as you wake up" this made me a bit nervous because he never really says "call me" he'll ring my math once or twice a week but we usually keep up with each other over bbm.
When I called him his voice sounded a little shaky and he was very soft spoken and seemed as though he was almost talking to me like how you would break the news of a divorce to your child, after asking me how I was and what I was up to he proceeded to say " Hey I'll be in LA tomorrow" my voice jumped to excitement " YAY! are you here for work or will I see you?" his response stung me alittle "No, I'm not there for work and yes I would love to see you if you're ok with the fact I'm bringing someone along", Now as I stated before our relationship is mainly friendship based and that's the one thing I think that's most important to both of us, so of course me being the cool laid back Aquarius I am I cleared my throat and with every ounce of confidence I had said "Of course I would love to see you and meet your friend".
The next day he called me and told me he had landed and was heading to check into his hotel and asked what I was up to for the day, I told him I had plans for during the day but would meet him later that evening and take the two of them out.
I had asked them to meet at my place so we could all ride to the club together and so I could get a good look and feel of this "friend" he had brought. I dressed to kill and when they arrived I was sweet as pie pretending that we had just been friends for years and that I was so happy to meet her *rolls eyes* I didn't think that this situation would bother me as much as it did because we were always honest with each other I knew he would see other girls and he knew I would see other guys but we had never actually SEEN each other with anyone because the time we spent together was secluded to just us.
After I had a few drinks it REALLY started to get to me, her touching him how I did, the pecks on the cheek, him carrying her coat and bag, the fact that I had to introduce them to everyone as a pair but there was nothing I could do, nothing I could say I had to play the part I was given and that I had chosen, the awesome friend that he loved so much and he could do and share anything with, even being with another girl.
So here's what I came out of this situation with...
If you're hooking up with someone and you care for them its never a good idea to play "the cool girl role" Ive always had a problem with being the "home girl" the girl everyone knows is just chillen Ive been in this situation plenty of times and let me tell you its a HUGE blow to my ego exspecially indroducing him to my friends who have already heard so much about him, and to then for them to meet him in my city with another woman, not a good look.
Now what to do...
I think the only thing I can do is express to him that I'm not ok with him publicly and in front of me being with someone else and if he does have an actual girlfriend in his hometown I'm not ok with keeping an intimate relationship only a friendship.
Ladies, if you find yourself in a situation like this just make sure you're honest with yourself and with the other person involved, don't try and play cool and don't act like you're going to be ok with something you're not cause you will be the one hurt. Just always be true to yourself and do what is going to make you're heart full and happy.
and never call someone your boyfriend if you think he has a girlfriend.
So here's whats up:
I met this hot piece of man about 3years ago in Vegas, yes VEGAS I broke the ultimate code of honor
LEAVE WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS IN VEGAS
Ugh, but he was so fine, I had to bring it home.
At this time he was playing football for the Miami Dolphins but his frame isn't build like a regular football player, he's only about 6ft and 180 pounds of pure muscle, and he is originally from Africa see I have a thing for black men that LOOK African because there is a huge difference between Africa looking men and African American looking men, anyways enough about what gets me hot and bothered, back to the point.
We talk almost every single day and we've visited every city in America together and I mean EVERY, Miami, New York, LA, Dallas, Denver, Chicago, Indianapolis,Cincinnati, Phoenix, Orlando, Dominican Republic and so on and so one, but there is ONE place he's never taken me and that's where he actually lives, Atlanta.
Hmmm... something doesn't seem right now does it? Ive asked him on NUMEROUS occasions if he has a girlfriend or a wife and his response is always, "would it matter" and I guess if you break it down it wouldn't and if I actually KNEW then maybe I would feel a different way about what we have going on due to KARMA, so in my mind, not knowing keeps me off the hook.
So, the relationship that we have upheld is amazing, we have the best time together, I'm always myself around him and he's one of the few men I'm involved with where I can be super honest with him, we can have conversations from who I'm dating to what color my nails are this week, he's an amazing human being and our love is so strong and different, I like to describe it as a friendship that catches fire when were together our chemistry is so strong and amazing and I truly from the bottom of my heart love him.
So here's the catch, I get a bbm from his as I usually do every morning, but this time it says "Call me as soon as you wake up" this made me a bit nervous because he never really says "call me" he'll ring my math once or twice a week but we usually keep up with each other over bbm.
When I called him his voice sounded a little shaky and he was very soft spoken and seemed as though he was almost talking to me like how you would break the news of a divorce to your child, after asking me how I was and what I was up to he proceeded to say " Hey I'll be in LA tomorrow" my voice jumped to excitement " YAY! are you here for work or will I see you?" his response stung me alittle "No, I'm not there for work and yes I would love to see you if you're ok with the fact I'm bringing someone along", Now as I stated before our relationship is mainly friendship based and that's the one thing I think that's most important to both of us, so of course me being the cool laid back Aquarius I am I cleared my throat and with every ounce of confidence I had said "Of course I would love to see you and meet your friend".
The next day he called me and told me he had landed and was heading to check into his hotel and asked what I was up to for the day, I told him I had plans for during the day but would meet him later that evening and take the two of them out.
I had asked them to meet at my place so we could all ride to the club together and so I could get a good look and feel of this "friend" he had brought. I dressed to kill and when they arrived I was sweet as pie pretending that we had just been friends for years and that I was so happy to meet her *rolls eyes* I didn't think that this situation would bother me as much as it did because we were always honest with each other I knew he would see other girls and he knew I would see other guys but we had never actually SEEN each other with anyone because the time we spent together was secluded to just us.
After I had a few drinks it REALLY started to get to me, her touching him how I did, the pecks on the cheek, him carrying her coat and bag, the fact that I had to introduce them to everyone as a pair but there was nothing I could do, nothing I could say I had to play the part I was given and that I had chosen, the awesome friend that he loved so much and he could do and share anything with, even being with another girl.
So here's what I came out of this situation with...
If you're hooking up with someone and you care for them its never a good idea to play "the cool girl role" Ive always had a problem with being the "home girl" the girl everyone knows is just chillen Ive been in this situation plenty of times and let me tell you its a HUGE blow to my ego exspecially indroducing him to my friends who have already heard so much about him, and to then for them to meet him in my city with another woman, not a good look.
Now what to do...
I think the only thing I can do is express to him that I'm not ok with him publicly and in front of me being with someone else and if he does have an actual girlfriend in his hometown I'm not ok with keeping an intimate relationship only a friendship.
Ladies, if you find yourself in a situation like this just make sure you're honest with yourself and with the other person involved, don't try and play cool and don't act like you're going to be ok with something you're not cause you will be the one hurt. Just always be true to yourself and do what is going to make you're heart full and happy.
and never call someone your boyfriend if you think he has a girlfriend.
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Rich Girls
We all know them and we all want to love them. They're the girls in the club that you know where they got their Louboutins and their huge Gucci/Chanel bag, it wasn't from their sugar daddy, it wasn't from their boyfriend it was from their rich mommy and daddy.
Let me get something straight here right now, like I said I grew up in a small town outside of Pittsburgh my father had the best job you could possibly have in our town he worked really hard and made very good money, enough so that my mom never had to work and my brother and I never had to want for anything, but making "great money" in Pittsburgh and "making great money in LA" are 2 totally different ball games. I never had anything crazy while growing up, we were members at our country club, both of my parent drove nice cars, our home was beautiful and my brother and I were always allowed to get what was trendy. (remember when pagers were cool, random thought) our family vacations where to the beach and we visited Europe twice all together. My first car was a Cadillac Caterer, it was hunter green and two door with tan leather interior in my Italian family a Cadillac is the only way to go with a car my dad is obsessed with them, now that he's retired he actually collects them, but in long story short I grew up very humbled I had a lot of friends who where poor and were raised in trailers or on welfare, I was always taught not to choose my friends on what they have or what they can give you but what they have inside them and what you can give them.
In LA everyone wants to be "rich" and looked at in a certain way and grouped in a certain category, I fell into this with an old roommate of mine, Kelly. We were obsessed with making everyone believe we came from these ridiculously rich families and that we had all the money in the world, in reality we both came from amazing, loving, giving families that just didn't see the need for us to spend $1,000.00 on one purse or a pair of shoes, nor the reason for the need to spend almost $5,000.00 on rent but in my and Kelly's mind we needed to impress everyone else. We feel into a very dark time and were obsessed with competition, we lost ourselves and our souls in the process. We were lying about taking trips, struggling to make our rent taking adderal to get ourselves out of bed we were at each others throats all the time. We would back stab each other yet be so obsessed with one another and the image that we had created that we were inseparable, now that I look back I cant believe the person I was, I was so unhappy but had everything I thought I wanted, a beautiful apt in the most admired building in Hollywood, access and invited to everything! and I mean EVERYTHING! we were hanging out with the "cool rich kids" throwing crazy after parties at our apt we were on top but inside felt like a black pit. Kelly and I finally had a falling out and moved out of our apt and stopped living together, since we have both grown into better people and I at least have realized whats important.
Now, these little rich girls out here make me so sad they are so unhappy all the diamonds on their wrists and louie bags hanging from their arms are NOT going to make you happy, they are SO concerned about spending money and having the most expensive things to impress who? These dummies think people will like them more? well anyone who likes you more for what you wear is DEF not someone I want in my life, Ive been very close to a lot of these "rich girls" and let me tell you most of them are INSANE! they steal each others boyfriends, talk shit about one another, and constantly compete, their families usually don't care much about them and most were raised by nannies, they have no concept of compassion and are the most jealous and insecure people I have ever met. At the end of the day no one is going to fall in love with you because you have 80,000.00 dollars worth of louboutins or because your daddy is rich these girls are mean, ruthless and usually don't have much of a personality, no after high school education, they have no real life experiences and bond with others over gossip and shit talking. Don't get me wrong, I have met a few that come from good families and that have been raised right but in most cases they are COMPLETE messes especially when it comes to relationships. Most have been so used to buying and having whatever they want that when a guy doesn't want them or breaks up with them they go insane, I mean we all go crazy when we go through a break-up but these girls are crushed, their world is so small and unmeaningful filled with only shopping, nails and dinner that this consumes them and they really don't have any real friends to fall back on because the girls they "call their friends" are smirking behind their back at their unhappiness.
We all like and want nice things and strive to be able to look and feel good, but don't give the devil your soul for a pair of red bottoms, trust me it's not worth it and you wont be able to keep up the gimmick you'll get tired of pretending you can do the things your rich friends can, and go broke and upset your parents trying, trust me, i've been through it, and if they dont want to be your friend for you, then you don't need them anyways, the only thing you need to keep up to date and in style is your awesome personality, your good heart, warm genuine smile your individuality and your morals, something no one can buy nor take away from you.
Let me get something straight here right now, like I said I grew up in a small town outside of Pittsburgh my father had the best job you could possibly have in our town he worked really hard and made very good money, enough so that my mom never had to work and my brother and I never had to want for anything, but making "great money" in Pittsburgh and "making great money in LA" are 2 totally different ball games. I never had anything crazy while growing up, we were members at our country club, both of my parent drove nice cars, our home was beautiful and my brother and I were always allowed to get what was trendy. (remember when pagers were cool, random thought) our family vacations where to the beach and we visited Europe twice all together. My first car was a Cadillac Caterer, it was hunter green and two door with tan leather interior in my Italian family a Cadillac is the only way to go with a car my dad is obsessed with them, now that he's retired he actually collects them, but in long story short I grew up very humbled I had a lot of friends who where poor and were raised in trailers or on welfare, I was always taught not to choose my friends on what they have or what they can give you but what they have inside them and what you can give them.
In LA everyone wants to be "rich" and looked at in a certain way and grouped in a certain category, I fell into this with an old roommate of mine, Kelly. We were obsessed with making everyone believe we came from these ridiculously rich families and that we had all the money in the world, in reality we both came from amazing, loving, giving families that just didn't see the need for us to spend $1,000.00 on one purse or a pair of shoes, nor the reason for the need to spend almost $5,000.00 on rent but in my and Kelly's mind we needed to impress everyone else. We feel into a very dark time and were obsessed with competition, we lost ourselves and our souls in the process. We were lying about taking trips, struggling to make our rent taking adderal to get ourselves out of bed we were at each others throats all the time. We would back stab each other yet be so obsessed with one another and the image that we had created that we were inseparable, now that I look back I cant believe the person I was, I was so unhappy but had everything I thought I wanted, a beautiful apt in the most admired building in Hollywood, access and invited to everything! and I mean EVERYTHING! we were hanging out with the "cool rich kids" throwing crazy after parties at our apt we were on top but inside felt like a black pit. Kelly and I finally had a falling out and moved out of our apt and stopped living together, since we have both grown into better people and I at least have realized whats important.
Now, these little rich girls out here make me so sad they are so unhappy all the diamonds on their wrists and louie bags hanging from their arms are NOT going to make you happy, they are SO concerned about spending money and having the most expensive things to impress who? These dummies think people will like them more? well anyone who likes you more for what you wear is DEF not someone I want in my life, Ive been very close to a lot of these "rich girls" and let me tell you most of them are INSANE! they steal each others boyfriends, talk shit about one another, and constantly compete, their families usually don't care much about them and most were raised by nannies, they have no concept of compassion and are the most jealous and insecure people I have ever met. At the end of the day no one is going to fall in love with you because you have 80,000.00 dollars worth of louboutins or because your daddy is rich these girls are mean, ruthless and usually don't have much of a personality, no after high school education, they have no real life experiences and bond with others over gossip and shit talking. Don't get me wrong, I have met a few that come from good families and that have been raised right but in most cases they are COMPLETE messes especially when it comes to relationships. Most have been so used to buying and having whatever they want that when a guy doesn't want them or breaks up with them they go insane, I mean we all go crazy when we go through a break-up but these girls are crushed, their world is so small and unmeaningful filled with only shopping, nails and dinner that this consumes them and they really don't have any real friends to fall back on because the girls they "call their friends" are smirking behind their back at their unhappiness.
We all like and want nice things and strive to be able to look and feel good, but don't give the devil your soul for a pair of red bottoms, trust me it's not worth it and you wont be able to keep up the gimmick you'll get tired of pretending you can do the things your rich friends can, and go broke and upset your parents trying, trust me, i've been through it, and if they dont want to be your friend for you, then you don't need them anyways, the only thing you need to keep up to date and in style is your awesome personality, your good heart, warm genuine smile your individuality and your morals, something no one can buy nor take away from you.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
I confess...
I confess
- I'm scared to death of midgets
- I eat only so I don't die, I never crave food but LOVE going to dinner.
- I despise socks
- I'm obsessed with coffee and red bull
- I smoke Marlboro lights
- I love french fries
- I eat the filet- o- fish at McDonald's
- Its WAY to easy for me to separate my emotions from sex
- I love Top Ramen
- I think people who don't love animals are evil
- I prefer to buy all my clothes at a vintage store rather than on Rodeo
- I hate people who don't have a personality
- I think children with down syndrome are the cutest things in the whole world
- I agree with abortion
- I was raised strict Catholic but I'm now spiritual, I believe in Karma and do onto others as u would want done to u
- Even as a young girl I never fantasized about my wedding, I always said I wanted to get married in Vegas by Elvis(very fitting to my personality if you know me)
- I grew up in a small town outside Pittsburgh. My childhood was like leave it to Beaver. Sidewalks, pine trees and a stay at home mom
- I have an older brother and I'm also an aunt.
- Everyone in my families first name starts with a "J"
- My favorite color is red.
- I pee in the shower
- I'm only attracted to white boys if they are fully tattooed
- I don't do drugs
- Before my hair was blonde I had never ever colored it in my life
- I have 8 tattoos
- I have a Biology Degree
- My favorite city to visit is Miami
- I have an unhealthy obsession with Wiz Khalifa and Anthony Keidis
- I hate the taste of Vodka, my favorite drink is Crown Royal and Ginger- Ale or Patron sprite and grenadine
- Im not a private person
These are my confessions. Love me or hate me I'm Dunnie
- I'm scared to death of midgets
- I eat only so I don't die, I never crave food but LOVE going to dinner.
- I despise socks
- I'm obsessed with coffee and red bull
- I smoke Marlboro lights
- I love french fries
- I eat the filet- o- fish at McDonald's
- Its WAY to easy for me to separate my emotions from sex
- I love Top Ramen
- I think people who don't love animals are evil
- I prefer to buy all my clothes at a vintage store rather than on Rodeo
- I hate people who don't have a personality
- I think children with down syndrome are the cutest things in the whole world
- I agree with abortion
- I was raised strict Catholic but I'm now spiritual, I believe in Karma and do onto others as u would want done to u
- Even as a young girl I never fantasized about my wedding, I always said I wanted to get married in Vegas by Elvis(very fitting to my personality if you know me)
- I grew up in a small town outside Pittsburgh. My childhood was like leave it to Beaver. Sidewalks, pine trees and a stay at home mom
- I have an older brother and I'm also an aunt.
- Everyone in my families first name starts with a "J"
- My favorite color is red.
- I pee in the shower
- I'm only attracted to white boys if they are fully tattooed
- I don't do drugs
- Before my hair was blonde I had never ever colored it in my life
- I have 8 tattoos
- I have a Biology Degree
- My favorite city to visit is Miami
- I have an unhealthy obsession with Wiz Khalifa and Anthony Keidis
- I hate the taste of Vodka, my favorite drink is Crown Royal and Ginger- Ale or Patron sprite and grenadine
- Im not a private person
These are my confessions. Love me or hate me I'm Dunnie
Monday, January 10, 2011
Forgetting Aldus
Ok ok, so some of y'all know me and some of u don't, but if u do know me you know I party like I have daddy issues and I'm not shy about exposing my sex life, so let me share with you one of my steamiest most forbidden sexual encounters.
We will call him Aldus
I met Aldus at Teddy's a lounge inside the Roosevelt hotel. This was right before his movie came out that made him a star. I had no idea he was a famous actor until my friend Aren, who had seen a private screening of the movie pulled me aside and said "HOW do you know him?" I replied that I didn't and he said "well keep talking to him." Now I'm usually not attracted to white men but white boys with English accents in leather pants with longish crazy hair make me weak in the knees. He invited me with him and his "mates" after the club to go back to his house in the hills to "party". Due to the fact I am drug free it sounded very unappealing, watching 4 English men snort coke and try and get me naked. So I passed on going with them and took his number instead.
Much to my surprise Aldus called me the next morning, I was busy and didn't get around to calling back and I receive 3 texts and a voicemail before I got around to calling. I should have known this guy was a freak from him stalking my phone but he was so cute and interesting I had to see what he was about.
I agreed to meet him two days later at the Chateau on a Sunday night. The Chateau is a posh hotel on the Sunset Strip and is pretty hard to get into, he had reserved a table in the garden, which is in my opinion one of the most beautiful and elite places you can go in LA. We sat and drank white wine and dined on oysters and scallions. He seemed to be normal and was very funny and smart, he talked about how much he loved his "mum" and how he had just finished a book about his life and his addictions our conversation went on for hours as did the bottles of wine. Being tipsy and giddy and actually liking this guy I agreed to go back with him to his house he had recently purchased in the hills, he seemed very excited about showing it off, I made it very clear that I was only coming for a bit to look at the house and to check out his vintage Beatles collection.
We arrived at his house just behind the Chateau, it was absolutely BEAUTIFUL! The view was amazing the furnishings were big thick wood vintage pieces, he had a full zebra rug on the floor and the walls were adorned with vintage rock art work, he did however have a stripper pole in the middle of the living room and some expensive looking sex toys laying around, I didn't think much of this because he had just become famous and probably threw some wild Hollywood after parties. Then he popped open a bottle of champagne and poured 2 glasses, already tipsy I took the drink and we picked up our conversation right where we had left off. He kept complimenting my louboutins and how sexy he thought they were which for some reason made me feel weird. I started to fidget with my phone and I think he could tell I was getting nervous, so he got up and put my favorite Beatles song " Blackbird" from the White Album on the record player and did a kiddish curtsied and put his hand out for me to take it for a slow dance. I got up and we "waltzed" around the living room laughing and giggling and acting like little kids then we started kissing, Aldus is a very manly man, even though you wouldn't be able to tell by how tight his pants are and was a bit aggressive, which I like, by this time I was totally into it, I gave up and it was about to go down.
This is when it got weird, he ripped off his shirt like he was the incredible hulk, his buttons flew everywhere, he then went full sprint to the stripper pole and did a full spin around it while shimmying off his tight leather pants, once in his little briefs he did a Tom Cruise Risky Business slide across the floor and threw me over his shoulder and proceeds to run up the spiral staircase while making Tarzan noises.
Once in his room he turned on a jungle themed music soundtrack or something fucking weird pulled off my dress and insisted I keep my heels on.
The sex was MIND BLOWING! goodness gracious, He kept calling me " Lord Jenna" and telling me my uh hmm was so beautiful. It was loud and ratchet, exciting and passionate
This went on for hours, I even think at one point he swung from the chandeler that hung over his bed, we fell asleep around day break. When I woke up he was gone, but there was a note taped to my back, yes my back that said " I had to be on set, I didn't want to wake you have some tea with my mum and meet me at my trailer mid afternoon". I got up but on my dress from the night before tried to tame my weave that was now half pulled out and snuck by his elderly mother whom was having tea in the kitchen before she could turn around and see the mess I was.
I met him that afternoon for lunch and at his trailer, then again that night for dinner and another sleepover and this routine went on for about 6weeks our chemistry and our attraction to each other was like 2 magnets but then I started to realize that this dude was actually addicted to sex it was all we did we hardly talked or laughed anymore the dinners and movie dates got farther and further in between we weren't sweet and loving, I didn't get morning notes anymore and it almost was a chore, it stopped getting exciting.
He had asked me to come to London with him because he had to do a radio show and some appearances and would be there for 2months, at 1st I was excited but then I got to thinking about it and realized this relationship was based on nothing but sex there was no substance no love, we obviously cared for one another and I considered him one of my best friends but I decided not to go, after he left he told me he was so addicted to having sex that he would be sleeping with other people while he was there due to the fact I had refused to go. I told him I was ok with it but in the time we spent apart we grew apart and he ended up staying for 6months. We he returned to the states I went to NYC to visit him and it just wasn't the same, we decided to part ways and be friends which didn't work out because he recently got married.
At the end of the day I walked away from that relationship with a full heart, a smile on my face, a crazy story, a great friend, good times and great memories everything a relationship is supposed to be if only he wasn't so damn horny maybe I would have been his bride in India ;)
We will call him Aldus
I met Aldus at Teddy's a lounge inside the Roosevelt hotel. This was right before his movie came out that made him a star. I had no idea he was a famous actor until my friend Aren, who had seen a private screening of the movie pulled me aside and said "HOW do you know him?" I replied that I didn't and he said "well keep talking to him." Now I'm usually not attracted to white men but white boys with English accents in leather pants with longish crazy hair make me weak in the knees. He invited me with him and his "mates" after the club to go back to his house in the hills to "party". Due to the fact I am drug free it sounded very unappealing, watching 4 English men snort coke and try and get me naked. So I passed on going with them and took his number instead.
Much to my surprise Aldus called me the next morning, I was busy and didn't get around to calling back and I receive 3 texts and a voicemail before I got around to calling. I should have known this guy was a freak from him stalking my phone but he was so cute and interesting I had to see what he was about.
I agreed to meet him two days later at the Chateau on a Sunday night. The Chateau is a posh hotel on the Sunset Strip and is pretty hard to get into, he had reserved a table in the garden, which is in my opinion one of the most beautiful and elite places you can go in LA. We sat and drank white wine and dined on oysters and scallions. He seemed to be normal and was very funny and smart, he talked about how much he loved his "mum" and how he had just finished a book about his life and his addictions our conversation went on for hours as did the bottles of wine. Being tipsy and giddy and actually liking this guy I agreed to go back with him to his house he had recently purchased in the hills, he seemed very excited about showing it off, I made it very clear that I was only coming for a bit to look at the house and to check out his vintage Beatles collection.
We arrived at his house just behind the Chateau, it was absolutely BEAUTIFUL! The view was amazing the furnishings were big thick wood vintage pieces, he had a full zebra rug on the floor and the walls were adorned with vintage rock art work, he did however have a stripper pole in the middle of the living room and some expensive looking sex toys laying around, I didn't think much of this because he had just become famous and probably threw some wild Hollywood after parties. Then he popped open a bottle of champagne and poured 2 glasses, already tipsy I took the drink and we picked up our conversation right where we had left off. He kept complimenting my louboutins and how sexy he thought they were which for some reason made me feel weird. I started to fidget with my phone and I think he could tell I was getting nervous, so he got up and put my favorite Beatles song " Blackbird" from the White Album on the record player and did a kiddish curtsied and put his hand out for me to take it for a slow dance. I got up and we "waltzed" around the living room laughing and giggling and acting like little kids then we started kissing, Aldus is a very manly man, even though you wouldn't be able to tell by how tight his pants are and was a bit aggressive, which I like, by this time I was totally into it, I gave up and it was about to go down.
This is when it got weird, he ripped off his shirt like he was the incredible hulk, his buttons flew everywhere, he then went full sprint to the stripper pole and did a full spin around it while shimmying off his tight leather pants, once in his little briefs he did a Tom Cruise Risky Business slide across the floor and threw me over his shoulder and proceeds to run up the spiral staircase while making Tarzan noises.
Once in his room he turned on a jungle themed music soundtrack or something fucking weird pulled off my dress and insisted I keep my heels on.
The sex was MIND BLOWING! goodness gracious, He kept calling me " Lord Jenna" and telling me my uh hmm was so beautiful. It was loud and ratchet, exciting and passionate
This went on for hours, I even think at one point he swung from the chandeler that hung over his bed, we fell asleep around day break. When I woke up he was gone, but there was a note taped to my back, yes my back that said " I had to be on set, I didn't want to wake you have some tea with my mum and meet me at my trailer mid afternoon". I got up but on my dress from the night before tried to tame my weave that was now half pulled out and snuck by his elderly mother whom was having tea in the kitchen before she could turn around and see the mess I was.
I met him that afternoon for lunch and at his trailer, then again that night for dinner and another sleepover and this routine went on for about 6weeks our chemistry and our attraction to each other was like 2 magnets but then I started to realize that this dude was actually addicted to sex it was all we did we hardly talked or laughed anymore the dinners and movie dates got farther and further in between we weren't sweet and loving, I didn't get morning notes anymore and it almost was a chore, it stopped getting exciting.
He had asked me to come to London with him because he had to do a radio show and some appearances and would be there for 2months, at 1st I was excited but then I got to thinking about it and realized this relationship was based on nothing but sex there was no substance no love, we obviously cared for one another and I considered him one of my best friends but I decided not to go, after he left he told me he was so addicted to having sex that he would be sleeping with other people while he was there due to the fact I had refused to go. I told him I was ok with it but in the time we spent apart we grew apart and he ended up staying for 6months. We he returned to the states I went to NYC to visit him and it just wasn't the same, we decided to part ways and be friends which didn't work out because he recently got married.
At the end of the day I walked away from that relationship with a full heart, a smile on my face, a crazy story, a great friend, good times and great memories everything a relationship is supposed to be if only he wasn't so damn horny maybe I would have been his bride in India ;)
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