Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Absolutely Gorgeous

Obama hosts Indian Prime Minister Singh for State Dinner at White House

I love the romantic gaze between our First Lady and President. She looks good, he looks good. Hmmm, wonder what they're thinking? I bet there was a Luther Vandross CD playing in the President's private quarters later that night. ;) What a gorgeous couple.

First Lady Michelle Obama looked stunning at Tuesday night's State Dinner. India Prime Minister Manmohan Singh and his wife, Gursharan Kaur were the guests of honor. Designer Naeem Khan, an Indian-American, created the dress. Khan told CNN's Larry King the dress is made of silk and crystals. Forty people worked on this beautiful handmade gown. Khan's father and grandfather design luxurious clothing in India. This is my favorite look for the First Lady so far. Thumbs up to Khan for this fashion masterpiece. Macy's needs to hook up with him so us girls who aren't on a First Lady budget can wear his clothes.

Monday, November 23, 2009

I'm Not Scared of You Adam Lambert

2009 American Music Awards - Show

“Female performers have been doing this for years — pushing the envelope about sexuality — and the minute a man does it, everybody freaks out.
"People are scared and it's really sad, I just wish people could open their minds up and enjoy things, it's all for a laugh, it's really not that big of a deal."

Adam Lambert tells Rolling Stone and Access Hollywood

Its nights like this I wished I lived on the East Coast. I had to check YouTube to see all the raunch from Adam Lambert's closing act on the American Music Awards. Fitting the song is called, "For Your Entertainment." Thanks to editing and censors, we here in the PST zone missed the simulation of a male dancer performing oral sex on Lambert. We missed the groping of the pole dancer and the flip off too. But they allowed the kiss with the male keyboardist ( Ma, I told you he was kissing a guy). Lambert's show was edgy, raw, unforgiving, overly-sexed, inappropriate, sounded awful, outlandish and I LOVED IT. The performance resembled some underground, S&M sex dungeon/night club. Lambert's yelling and theme reminded me of 70s and 80s rock--David Bowie, Madonna even George Michales. You know a sexy, in-your-face, I don't give a s**t this is who I am, vibe. I appreciated the erotic. Only problem is the AMAs wasn't the right place to act out a BJ, give the middle finger, etc. Adam, your ass may be grass with the FCC on that one. According to Rolling Stone, producers didn't know about the male make out part. Not sure if they were aware of the other parts, pun intended. Adam should've saved this show for the MTV Awards. Many parents are angry and disappointed. A viewer wrote on YouTube they were going to contact the FCC. One woman on Adam's Facebook page commented her daughter ran out of the room crying during the performance. Tonight's Adam was not the good, cute boy teen girls fell in love with on American Idol. Adam could have lost his mainstream appeal because of this. Of course many people are heated because Adam put his gayness out there for the whole country to see and some Americans just can't handle it. Would people make such a big fuss if he were straight or a woman? Madonna and Britney kissed on stage... but at the MTV awards. Some fans were turned off because he sounded bad. At least he didn't like lip synch like Britney Spears some artists do live.

Kris Allen should be seeing dollar $igns tonight. Remember him? The guy who actually beat Adam and won American Idol, but isn't getting the promotion he deserves being that he won. Well, he can come out like Glenda the Good Witch in all of this. He's opposite of Adam--married, boy-next door looks, doesn't appear to be a crotch grabber, etc. People offended by Adam could give Kris more attention.

I'm still on team Adam. Based on the quote up top, sounds to me he's not trying to be a bubble gum pop star and he made that clear tonight. Adam is cute, sexy and the fact he wouldn't do me even if I came to his hotel room wearing only whipped cream makes him more appealing. I wonder if the FCC found him appealing? In case you missed the unedited version:

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Janet, I Love Your Smile

Ralph Lauren - Front Row - Spring 2010 MBFW
Did you see last night's Janet Jackson interview with ABC's Robin Roberts? Wasn't it good? Props to Robin for landing a big interview. This was the first time Janet has spoken since the death of her big brother Michael this summer. Roberts was great and covered a lot of ground--Michael's death, her opinion of Dr. Murray (the doctor who administered the drugs) allegations of Joe Jackson being abusive, Jermaine DuPri, etc. The question on my mind: Is Janet angry? I ask because of her facial expressions at the funeral and during her tribute at the MTV awards. She looked angry to me at times and rightfully so. The media coverage on MJ's death went into overload. Janet said she's not ready to see the movie This Is It because it's too soon. I haven't seen the movie either for the same reason.

Janet also opened up about issues with her weight and low self-esteem. I nearly dropped my homemade bowl of turkey soup when she said she didn't like her smile. She compared it to the Joker's sinister, wide grin. "Girl are you crazy!!??," I yelled at the TV. Janet Jackson has one of the most beautiful smiles in Hollywood. Her smile is signature and one of her best features. She has one of those smiles that make you feel good because it's so bright and warm. I started flashing big smiles because of her. I also wore long, phony-ponies and keys on my hoop earrings because of Janet too. Miss Jackson is 43 and looking 25. For decades many of us wished we could look like Janet Jackson. And all that time she didn't recognize the beauty we saw. Interesting. She's a pop phenom but, Janet has her issues just like the rest of us. I love her!

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Sammy Sosa's Feeling Unpretty?

2009 Person Of The Year Honoring Juan Gabriel - Arrivals

You can buy your hair if it wont grow
You can fix your nose if he says so
You can buy all the makeup
That M.A.C. can make
But if you can't look inside you...

--TLC, "Unpretty"

I'm so thankful I didn't carry the childhood teases and insults of my dark skin into adulthood. When I saw Sammy Sosa's whitened skin and read reports he may be endorsing a skin-lightening cream the first word that came to mind was "sad." Sosa was a nice looking man before dipping in the bleach. We already associate him with corking bats and rumored steroid-use. Now the Cork Batter is the Bleaching Batter. I know my dark skin falls on the bottom of the mainstream beauty totem pole. And so what. I love my skin and wouldn't trade it for anything. The best thing about being on the dark side of the spectrum is my skin takes its sweet time aging. Melanin is keeping my behind out of the Botox chair. My grandpa is 75 and his midnight face has just a few wrinkles. Thanks grandpa!

Sosa's color complex is not just a black thing. Dark skin carries a stigma all over the world. It's an issue of race and also class. Traditionally, darker skinned indicated one worked outside and performed manual labor. Whether it's Southeast Asia, Africa, Brazil or right here in baseball country--many see darker skin as a negative.

It's sad that so many of us buy into what magazines, television, movies and peers say how we're "supposed" to look like. I watched a young lady on Tyra cry last night because she hates her ears. Know why? Years ago her grade school classmates taunted her, saying her ears were abnormal. Instead of eventually saying to herself "F*ck what they think, I look good," she's insecure. Her ears look just fine. God forbid if she were hit by a bus tomorrow, I bet her ears wouldn't be in her final thoughts. All of the hairstyles or a lover's ear nibbles she passed on because of what some ignorant, foolish kids thought of her years ago. You know I'm shaking my head right now. Girlfriend is missing out.

If you have big ears, big feet, post-baby belly pouch, wide hips, big butt, flat butt, dark skin, light skin, freckles, moles, small boobs, big breasts, wrinkles, cellulite, acne, wild hair, thin hair, tall stature, short stature, all of the above or don't qualify for America's Next Top Model -- you're beautiful. To the women who fall in the ANTM contender category--you're beautiful too. Life is too short not to love yourself because of what someone thinks or said. Mediate on this. Time is passing you by because you believed when someone, some video, etc told you God's design, aka YOU, isn't pretty or good enough. While you hold on to those insults, that person or thing has probably gone tearing someone else down. As my mama always says, "Don't let people rent space in your head." That includes ideas and images in society.

Sammy can have his colored contacts and facial creamy crack. I'm too busy lovin' the dark skin I'm in.

Monday, November 16, 2009

A Big Snoozer: Oprah and Sarah Palin Interview

UPI POY 2008 - Campaign 2008.
She's the woman liberals love to hate and conservatives adore. So of course I was hyped about the Oprah interview with Sarah Palin. I didn't expect Oprah to pitch hardball questions because at this point they need each other. Oprah lost viewers when she endorsed then-Sen. Obama for the presidency. This was a way to get some of them back. And Sarah "Everyday I'm Hustlin'" Palin needs to sell books. If you missed the interview you didn't miss much. The ladies played it safe and I found the interview boring. Palin was charming and gave wordy answers as usual. Or as Charles Gibson referred to her answers in one interview "a blizzard of words." She didn't really say anything new and Oprah didn't ask tough questions because she's a Team Obama captain and had to stay neutral in the interview. Honestly, challenging the former-VP candidate wouldn't have been fair. Palin didn't give a yes or no to Oprah's question about whether rumors of a future talk show are true. Instead, Palin told Oprah how much she admired her as a public figure and American. ZZZZZZZZZZZ Palin did mention that her daughter's media-hungry baby daddy was going about the wrong way with the media attention, especially posing for gay men in Playgirl or porn, as Palin called it. I totally agree. Levi needs to put his clothes on and take care of his son. Palin surprised me when she admitted the Katie Couric interview wasn't her best moment. But she gave the same tired answer about why she resigned as governor--she could better serve the state of Alaska and America more out of office. Yawwwnnn.

Look Sarah, you can keep it real with me. You resigned because you're an opportunist. We all saw that during the election. That's not a bad thing from a business standpoint. But from a leader position, you let your Alaskans down. Right now you can taste the $$ and power. Isn't it sweet? Book deal, rumored talk show--you're jumping on it while it's hot. Smart move. You have a big following. Some members in my family pre-ordered your book Going Rogue and can't wait to eat up every wordy, anti-gotcha media word. But what I want to know is:

--What in the world were you thinking signing a $1.25 million book deal? You could've got way more than that.
--Did Bristol's pregnancy make you rethink your position on sex ed for minors?
--Explain your theory on the "In God We Trust" coin conspiracy, now that you've learned Pres. Obama wasn't the one who moved the words on the coin, but that the change was made when the Bush administration was in power?
--When was the last time you and John McCain spoke to each other?
--Can you promise me if you do have a talk show and it's on Fox that it'll be more interesting than Huckabee?
- You dodged Oprah's question about running for president. Just answer this: what's your campaign slogan for 2012?

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Happy 87th Sigma Gamma Rho!

Happy Founders' Day to all of my BLUEtiful sisters of Sigma Gamma Rho Sorority Inc. You see founders' days for members of black sororities and fraternities are like an extra holiday. It's a time where individual orgs gather to celebrate and reflect on the legacy of the founders and the organization's accomplishments.

One of the main reasons why I sought membership in this great sorority was because of the HERstory. Picture it: the year is 1922 in Indianapolis, Indiana. Or as some people called it Klandiana because the highest concentration of Klansmen lived in the state. During this time racial lynchings are prevalent around the country. Seven black school teachers, all friends, attend Butler University, a predominately white school. According to a campus historian I spoke with, one of the Klan's leaders lived blocks from Butler. For years the school wouldn't even put pictures of black students in their yearbook. Don't forget, this was way before the Civil Rights and Womens Movements. Yet, Mary Lou Little, Dorothy Whiteside, Nannie Mae Johnson, Bessie Martin, Hattie Redford, Cubena McClure and Vivian Martin defied race and gender restrictions. On November 12, 1992 these teachers had the courage to start an organization for black women that uplifts the community and serves those in need.

More people need to have this type of attitude when looking into Black Fraternities and Sororities. There's more to these orgs than parties and step shows.

EEE-YIP! to my sorors all over the world. Have a blessed Founders' Day.

Monday, November 9, 2009

When I Grow Up, I Want to Be Like En Vogue

Last night I heard REAL music. No auto tone or lip-synching. I'm talking about some real "sangin'." En Vogue lit the stage last night at Club Nokia in Los Angeles. Cindy Herron, Dawn Robinson, Maxine Jones and Terry Ellis still got it. Young girls take note: butt and breasts out don't equal sexy. The women of En Vogue are in their 40s and they can still give some of these half-talented, half-naked 20-somethings a run for their money. That aside, they sang all of their hits like: "Never Gonna Get It," "Giving Him Something He Can Feel," "Don't Let Go," "Free Your Mind" and "Hold On." The Funky Divas were pure fire. The audience couldn't stop dancing. My soror turned to me and jokingly said, "I want to be En Vogue when I grow up." I thought the exact same thing. The ladies were fierce and beautiful, just like I remembered them as a pre-teen. Dawn made me want to buy a pair of fishnet stockings and a leather strapless dress after I saw her outfit. I love it!

En Vogue are like the Supremes of my generation. I grew up during the height of Destiny's Child also, but the Funky Divas had a different effect on me. When my fellow Oaktown sistas debuted 20 years ago ( Can you believe it's been that long?), the city was hyped over the group. All the boys in my 5th grade class wanted to marry them. En Vogue were a refreshing representation of Oakland and black women. They illuminated sophistication and sexiness. Add their heavenly voices topped off with flawless style-- and this black girl from East Oakland wanted to be just like them. I couldn't wait to be "grown" so I could witness their fierceness live in concert. By the time I was old enough, girl-group drama arose. Dawn left because the group was underpaid and had a bad contract (she explains in a revealing interview). They were down to three members. New girls filled in but it wasn't the same. Then family stuff--Cindy's son became terribly ill and Maxine took a break to spend more time with her children. Before I knew it they were off the map.

My girlhood dream finally came true when I won tickets for the show. I sang and danced last night like back in the day when I watched En Vogue videos on BET's Video Soul. I even caught myself using my fist as a fake microphone last night. Sorry, in my head I'm the fifth member. I've read on the internet they're working on another album. They didn't mention anything about an album last night. I hope they put out new material. If they do, I'll be standing in front of my computer, watching their videos on YouTube and singing off key into my reporter's mic.

Check for En Vogue and Ginuwine on tour near you.

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Thursday, November 5, 2009

This Play Breaks All the Rules

If you wanted a drink at Joe's bar back in 1944 there are a few rules you would've followed:
-No Smoking
-No Swearing
-What happens out there stays out there.
-What happens in here stays in here.
Unlike Cheers everybody doesn't know your real name, because you go by an alias. Even singer Billie Holiday reluctantly plays along when she stumbles upon the spot while on tour. Oh but the great thing about rules is they're meant to be broken. That's where the drama jumps off in House Rules, written by Peppur Chambers. When I say drama, I mean juicy, mouth- dropping scenes that makes you turn to your friend and say "oooh girrrrrl."

House Rules is about eight people. Some carry secrets, all are looking for love and respect. Joe serves an array of people. There's "Boogey Man," a driver who leaves his chauffeur jacket at the door and taps into his inner strength through growls. Sounds weird, but trust me it works in the story. Even life's troubles drives the devout, church lady "Precious" in for a swig of brandy. What better rule-breaker to be in a fictional bar with rules--Billie Holiday. Although she rebels against the guidelines on bar's chalkboard Holiday blends right in. It's not not overt in the play but we know she held dark secrets like the other patrons. And the customers are so caught up in their own mess that Holiday's presence isn't such a big deal.

House Rules is a fun, reflective and unpredictable ride. Chambers unmasks her characters through a clever script and solid actors. The audience relates to play because in the grinds of our everyday life, we need a space to be our true selves or the person we want to be. Like the eight characters, we desire respect and love. The play shows love and respect doesn't come easy, especially when we cover up who we really are. Trust me, this play sucks you in.

House Rules is playing at the Lounge Theater in Hollywood through Nov 6th-8th. That's this weekend ya'll. Learn more here.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Cocoa Fly's Night at the Village

The Long Beach Convention Center was the place to be last week for Maria Shriver's annual Women's Conference. I was one of the 25,000 women in attendance at the two-day gathering. This was my first year covering the conference. Monday I hit up the Night at the Village event which featured: rows of vendors, book signings and countless community orgs tabling. I've been to conferences for women but this was one came with a double shot of estrogen. On that night, 10,000 women networked, shopped and snuck off to the corner for a glass of wine. Target built a mini-beauty spa in the middle of the convention floor. Folks got free manicures and pedicures. While speakers in different sections of the convention area talked about empowerment, building businesses, juggling families, etc. Makeup-infomercial pioneer Victoria Jackson, psychologist Cheryl Saban, environmentalist Majora Carter and Ariana Huffington were some of the speakers I heard.
I died and went to Wonder Woman heaven. I loved every feminine and thought-provoking moment. But someone was missing.

Can Young Women Kick It?

Where were my young sistas? Not just black, but young women of all backgrounds. I'm in my thir, thirrrr, third decade of life. As a young, professional woman this conference was right on for me. But there should be programming at this conference for girls in their late teens and early 20s to dialogue and figure out how they can be, as the theme was, "an architect of change." Girls are having sex at younger ages. Teen pregnancy and high school drop out rates continue to be a problem. And this generation of youth are infatuated with the idea of fame. Little Stacy needs exposure to women who became successful without making a sex tape. The more "seasoned" women could inspire youngins' with their stories. Shriver held the conference on a Monday and Tuesday--school nights. That could be a deterring factor. Also the price, I believe was $25 just for the Night at the Village. It's more for the next day's event.

I also expected to see more women of color. Women of various races showed their support. Being that this was Long Beach, the black/brown/yellow turnout was a little low.

Regardless, California First Lady Maria Shriver and her team gave 25, 000 people an amazing experience. Ladies, mark your calendars for next October so you can attend.

Below are a few shots from the conference....

Woman to Woman

Ariana Huffington interviews author and psychologist Cheryl Saban

Pulling Strings

Giant Puppets created by artist Michelle Berne

Bling in the City
Candace Bushnell rocking a gorgeous ring during her book signing. There are too many diamonds to count. Can't wait to see the new Sex and the City movie next summer.

Glam Me Up

Make Up artists giving free makeovers at the Target spa. If you look real close you can see the Giorgio Armani booth in the back.

Now Polish Me Off

Ladies getting their nails "did" for free courtesy of Target.

One Cup at a Time

Now you know if you get women togther we're gonna talk about our bodies--including our boobs. Good thinking Loma Linda University!

Photo Credit:
1. Maria Shriver/
All other photos taken by Jenee D.

Monday, November 2, 2009

White Man Shares How To Use A Relaxer on White Hair

I've been away and now I'm back. This video is hilarious! A white man using a relaxer. I've seen it all. I remember when I was in college and one of my white suite mates wanted to curl her hair. She used my curling iron without my permission. Keep in mind, my hair texture requires more heat than white hair texture. I overheard my suite mate telling the other girls she burned off pieces of her with my curling iron. LOL! I don't think she used my curling iron again. Hopefully she learned to ask before borrowing too. Watch the video below and do not try what you see at home. Trust me, do not. There are black people who shouldn't be trying this at home either.


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