Viva Las Veg-ass

Viva Las Vegas. Another trip to Sin City. Every time I go out there I see or hear something that makes my jaw drop. I see so much craziness and drama. It's kind of cool though in a tacky ass kind of way. I wonder what it would be like to live out there. I'd probably be a very bad girl out there, so I should stay my ass in Chicago!

I can't wait to go to this Prince concert. I was talking to this girl in Vegas who saw him at the Aladdin a little while ago and he did this big band theme show. Shit I wish I had known about that! I'm listening to the Balad of Dorothy Parker; that song is slamming as hell. I always loved it. I've got damn near every song Prince made, even the NPGC Music Club stuff. There's jazz he's made that is the SHIT. I'm sure it's good music to get your freak on to, but I haven't had the opportunity to do that (yet!) If you can get your hands on this cut called 'Osaka', take it, your "conquest" and a nice bottle of wine, and get your groove on. I'm gonna try it soon.

I'm kinda rambling becaus I am on absolutely no sleep from my little Jaunt to Vegas. I never fucking sleep when I go out there. I'm gonna go back there soon, but strictly for play. No working on any business of any kind. I'm really looking forward to that trip.

On the business tip, I may be doing a hair campaign. I don't want to jinx myself, so I'm not gonna talk about it much, but it is a national brand. A friend of mine had done one of their campaigns and she looked great and seemed to have enjoyed it. I'm crossing my fingers for this!! I've been so wrapped up in personal shit and the book that I haven't been really dedicating that much time to modeling, but I tell myself that I really do love to do it, and I'm going to push myself a little harder this year when it comes to that and acting. It just sometimes gets so, I can't even think of a proper word, it can be a very tiring and draining profession to be in, the entertainment business. No matter what aspect you are in, sometimes it is hard to keep giving the people what they want, whether you're a supermodel, a lounge singer, a rapper trying to be down, or a web-designer. The entertainment field can drain you!

More Prince...Paisley Park. And now...Another Lonely Christmas. One of the saddest song ever. God I remember crying off this song on Christmas, shoveling snow in high school. So sad. But still a fucking cut! Prince is such a genius. I really shouldn't smoke and blog, because I know this isn't the most focused thing, but oh well. My bad. I don't know what I am going to wear to this concert. I don't want to go too overboard, but I can't miss this opportunity to be truly funky. I'm out.

City Of God

Had a decent Sunday. I watched a lil arena football (don't even ask why!) and then went to see this movie called City of God. An awesome flick. Everybody check it out. It has a moving storyline, a lovable hero, anti-heros you love to hate, but it is GRAPHIC! Think along the lines of a Brazilian Pulp Fiction. This movie is gangster to the second power! Not in that ghetto fabulous commercialized gangster way but the real deal super gully gangster. Street life in the favelas (slums) of Rio is no joke. I don't see why anyone would want to willingly live the street life. Chances are you won't go out in a "blaze of glory", but like a coward begging for your life. Or you'll get locked up. Neither option seems rational.

The movie is in Portuguese, but subtitled. I actually understood some of it (woohoo). It's one of those good flicks where you forget that it isn't in English, like Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon. After the movie I went for Italian food and had a really good time. Ate like a pig, had a glass of wine and some good conversation. Missed the Sopranos though (ahhh!). What? Could this be that outside of work, I am beginning to have a life?

But there is a downside. Bought Prince tix today, but the seats suck major ass! I am so pissed. I was in line at Tickemaster, and on the phone, and a mere like 3 or 4 minutes after the tickets went on sale, all the good seats were gone. Now I have to find a credible scalper to exchange these tix for some good ones, because this is the last tour and I want to actually see him this time. If I had bought a solo ticket I could have had a pretty good seat. So for the first time, having a date actually screwed me a little (and not in the way that I like to be screwed!!) But I am glad to have a date, because my buddy is mad fine and mad fun. Now the hardest part of the whole concert going process...WHAT TO WEAR??? The show isn't until June, but I've got to look fly. It's gonna be one of those dress to impress functions for me. I've got to look like walking SEX, but not too slutty. Shit! It's Prince dammit!!