Sunday, April 25, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
plexi
oh my god, i would die for one of these prada plexi watches, i fell in love from the moment i saw them back in '05, but sadly i was 14, jobless and my parents obviously didnt love me enough to buy one for me....luckily, i'm no longer 14 and jobless so my only problem is finding one of these beauties....my heart is melting
Labels:
prada,
prada plexi watch,
watches
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
many different flavours and the spice is strong
it was the year 2001....The start of a new mellenium, everyone had begun to come down from their y2k induced panic, brittney spears was sane, christina aguilara, lil kim, mia and pink had a hit single
children played on their razor scooters, tom ford was still creative director of gucci and john galliano had just presented the spring 2001 couture one of john gallianos best collections in my mind, it was inspired by wonder woman , this collection reads kind of like a story...
It go's from repressed post war bookish women to suburban house wives to the rocker white snake groupie girls represented as being wonder woman and then finally too the liberated amazonian women, this represents wonderwoman returning to her home paradise island where only woman were allowed....
bookish women^
before I found out John Gallianos inspiration for the collection I initially thought they were supposed to be like naughty school teachers or something, cuz of the scissors , pencils and stuff in there hair...they kind of look like femme fatales in a way, like there about to whip the scissors in there hair at you and kill you with it..
suburban house wives ^
ok you can tell that john galliano had fun witht his collection, this baby doll dresses were exactly that, they look like the ones that you would get with a toy doll, only giant and couture.......................
bamm heres wonder woman, liberated, sexed up and possibly returning back from a white snake concert.
and finally wonder woman returns to her homeland, full of only women, beautiful silky and sheer dresses, furs and moccasins....
(All day I dream about...)
(All day I dream about sex)
The way you move your sexy groove
I've got my mind all over you
(All day I dream about...)
(All day I dream about sex)
You say you were so sick of it
I'm tired of jackin' off cause you ain't there
65 Cevrolet Ipala peachy cream
Cruisin' down the street like two fingers
Cause the ivory is clean
Talkin' 'bout meetin' at the MC room
On the inside of the ship
Not a honey dip to hunt on
Cause she mobile than a grip
Or the Blue Man Group
Caught out on the Vegas Strip
Tell em' a good game, juju pimpin'
Give em' to my n***a Dime Legit
Boss lips, legs, arms, necks
Hip dips, hair net, mo' stretch
It's a camel toe and thats fo' sho
My brain is on one track
Like Mary Mary toss for crackle like a rock star does for smack
None of that but the female genatalia's where it's at
I'm a man and I demand a WO-man for that act
Personal preference cause I use the law of nature as a reference
No I don't ever recall seein' a man turn up pregnant
But that's just me
From them female fantasies frolic freely
In my cock pit, every 30 some seconds I can't stop it
Killer Kill from Adamsville and in a Bonneville I chill
Heffers call me Black-N-Decker, I don't screw them hoes I drill
I've been cuttin' cute lil' coochies since before the record deal
Catch me daydreamin' 'bout them, thick, medium, or slim
Doctors call the thing vagina, in the hood we call it trim
White boys call it snatch, Puerto Ricans call it chocha
Nathaniel likes his white, I like mine dark as cola
It's the first thing on my mind in the morn' when I roll over
All men young or old in the end it's what we after
Even my grandpappy's happy, he got prescribed Viagra
Grandaddy, grandaddy what's happenin'
What's up, what's up this me
Hey let me get about three of them blue diamonds
I promise I got you tomorrow
When I drill, I don't spill, even if she's on the pill
Keep my weapon covered, concealed, and in a shield
Cause I dont need that A-I-D-S
A D and an A missin' out my ADIDAS
PLUS, We don't need no DNA mixin' between us
We just need to keep this thing friendly and hush hush
On the down low, like R. Kelly and youngsters
But over eighteen only cause baby I'm no perv
From the tour bus to the lobby, elevator to the room
We can jump each others bones but there's no jumpin' brooms
Buffoon you are too consumed in the womb
It is too early for you to jump the broom, BOOM
(All day I dream about sex)
The way you move your sexy groove
I've got my mind all over you
(All day I dream about...)
(All day I dream about sex)
You say you were so sick of it
I'm tired of jackin' off cause you ain't there
65 Cevrolet Ipala peachy cream
Cruisin' down the street like two fingers
Cause the ivory is clean
Talkin' 'bout meetin' at the MC room
On the inside of the ship
Not a honey dip to hunt on
Cause she mobile than a grip
Or the Blue Man Group
Caught out on the Vegas Strip
Tell em' a good game, juju pimpin'
Give em' to my n***a Dime Legit
Boss lips, legs, arms, necks
Hip dips, hair net, mo' stretch
It's a camel toe and thats fo' sho
My brain is on one track
Like Mary Mary toss for crackle like a rock star does for smack
None of that but the female genatalia's where it's at
I'm a man and I demand a WO-man for that act
Personal preference cause I use the law of nature as a reference
No I don't ever recall seein' a man turn up pregnant
But that's just me
From them female fantasies frolic freely
In my cock pit, every 30 some seconds I can't stop it
Killer Kill from Adamsville and in a Bonneville I chill
Heffers call me Black-N-Decker, I don't screw them hoes I drill
I've been cuttin' cute lil' coochies since before the record deal
Catch me daydreamin' 'bout them, thick, medium, or slim
Doctors call the thing vagina, in the hood we call it trim
White boys call it snatch, Puerto Ricans call it chocha
Nathaniel likes his white, I like mine dark as cola
It's the first thing on my mind in the morn' when I roll over
All men young or old in the end it's what we after
Even my grandpappy's happy, he got prescribed Viagra
Grandaddy, grandaddy what's happenin'
What's up, what's up this me
Hey let me get about three of them blue diamonds
I promise I got you tomorrow
When I drill, I don't spill, even if she's on the pill
Keep my weapon covered, concealed, and in a shield
Cause I dont need that A-I-D-S
A D and an A missin' out my ADIDAS
PLUS, We don't need no DNA mixin' between us
We just need to keep this thing friendly and hush hush
On the down low, like R. Kelly and youngsters
But over eighteen only cause baby I'm no perv
From the tour bus to the lobby, elevator to the room
We can jump each others bones but there's no jumpin' brooms
Buffoon you are too consumed in the womb
It is too early for you to jump the broom, BOOM
Photo:Models.com
Labels:
big boi,
killa mike,
outkast
Thursday, April 1, 2010
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