When I decided to write a blog, (many years ago) I thought that I wanted to concentrate on fashion. My complex mind has since ditched that idea and decided to use it as catharsis. I mean, I will still highlight things that I think are fabulous but I will also rant and complain about all things in the workshop(my head)
First Rant : I Call It "How dare you, You Crackhead MuthaF^&k%"
I'm having an enjoyable summer, catching up with friends and family, making new friends and strengthening bonds. So far , I have reevaluated my life (soooooooooo many times), tapped into some creative energy and decided that I will write a new chapter...BUT THE DEVIL IS ALWAYS LURKING(especially around me because I'm a scorpio)
Let me take you back....picture this...Summer 1995 ..Young woman in love with her high school sweetheart from the past few years. The boyfriend cute ,popular and an all around Jerk!!
He cheated, She forgave..He questioned her fashion forwardness(huh?) She brushed that off..(he still couldn't catch up if he tried)
But one night after a night of lackluster sex and overall boredom..this young fashion forward girl was ready to go home. The boyfriend dragged his feet..it got later. The young lady would have taken a cab but spent all of her money on Some fabulous LINEN SUMMER BOOTS(darling) She thought he would offer..He didn't . So she posed a question "well you can walk me home?" He responded NO!! WTF No this asshole didn't ?
Well he did and that very fashion forward lady walked home alone at two in the morning in those fabulous linen boots . Praying the entire way home..she made it home safely and never answered her phone for that jerk ..ever again! Those linen boots will never know what they symbolize!!!
Well, here we are in 2009. I decide to get some jerk chicken down on UTICA. I see a familiar face and I call out to him...He smiles..I chuckle. He says "what's up?" I say nothing...we exchange foolish talk and exchange numbers. We say goodbye! I reach my door my phone rings..(the number unfamiliar because I didn't save it) I don't pick up..it rings again..I pick up and hang up...a voice message awaits me after the last attempt.
It was him and the message reminded me of the night I walked home in those fabulous linen boots and also why I left his ass alone...He used the word "courtesy" to describe his reason for calling...LMAO (negro please)
Crazy thing is I was cleaning out my closest before I left to get that Jerk chicken and I couldn't decide what to do with those Fabulous Linen boots..keep them or throw them away?
I decided to keep them ..because they will never know what they mean to me!!
* THESE BOOTS ARE MADE FOR WALKING AND THAT'S JUST WHAT THEY DO AND ONE OF THESE DAYS THESE BOOTS ARE GONNA WALK ALL OVER YOU*
2 comments:
Those boots are pretty fabulous!
Funny how your own sister didnt know all that, I just knew he was a Jerk to the 100th degree. You're better than me because I would have been like I did you the courtesy and hung up.
well, you know i'm secretive because I have to have reason to plot his destruction..hahhahahah
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