Right after Allison's and Ellen's wedding, phloe came with me to Ozzie Dot's to find myself an outfit.

man

i was not having fun.

i was overwelmed with everything. didn't know who i was going to be or what i was going to wear. i am not like ver who makes her costume from scratch and always comes with it.

but after talking to my boy in chicago the night before, i realized that i can pull off Tura Santana. i got black clothes, and the eyeliner. just needed the wig and the gun.. oh and the motorcycle gloves.

ver as the Titanic victim

me in gear, complete with the pointy 4.5 inch stiletto boots that Melinda got me

ow.

no seriously.

ow.

in the main courtyard of LACMA

with jen as the cute bumble bee

this photo does no justice as how cool jason's zombie outfit was

lady on stilts, looking like she is riding a zombie ostrich

jellyfish costume made out of bubble wrap!

80's movies come alive!

ipod billboard, all tutting out

at this point, some drunk dude took my camera and took our picture

aftwards, we went to the Hive Gallery to meet up with more folks

and this is a look of pure comfort and happiness as i traded in my boots for hi-tops. not so vampy but eh...

the Voodoo Lounge: Halloween 103008

abstract butta asked me to help him out with his Halloween version of Voodoo Lounge. Voodoo Lounge happened to fall on the day before Halloween.

the theme for the night?

B-movie.

i didn't get my costume in time. i wanted to go as McCain's Bangladeshi-Adopted-Daughter gone bad but when i started reading more about her and how she was going through discrimination and race insensitive rumors (not by her family, well... not reported at least, but by the Bush adminstration and cabinet), i felt less than inspired to portray her. i felt for her and hope that she does lead a spiritually-rewarding life.

so i went as the best alfie numeric i can be.

me with ShoNuff and Sassy Malone

agala blue's parents, tam (the priestess) and abstract

normally, yuko is eye candy , but with this geisha zombie costume, i couldn' t look at her too much with out freaking out

i like the bartender. he's nice!

hello, legs!

lol

afterwards, Lyrech and i went for late night stoner dinner at Full House, where the MSG of the food made my left arm swell up.

that could have been my costume... i could have gone as igor.

"ask not what your country can do for you, but what you can do for your country..." - JFK

for the first time in 2008, i openly cried. and how can i not? president-elect, barack obama, had said such an inspirational speech.

regardless of what you think of the concept of democracy, now is not the time to express apathy.

i voted for him because he was articulate, that he was inclusive, that he wanted to change the direction of where this country is going, which is right now is a downward spiral. i voted for him because out of the two parties, i felt the democrats have a better plan in tackling the isues at hand.

a bonus is that he has melanin. that he represents a face in which many of the Americans out here share. that he broke the racial barrier that kept us separated for so many decades. the ancestors who came before us smiles, because it has planted a seed of inspiration and hope to many of our hearts, in all different ethnicities, ages, and gender.

thank you, america, for proving me wrong- that america was too racist and sexist to even consider obama, or clinton.

but serious folks, this man is also stepping into a shit storm... a looming depression, foreclosures around the nation, two wars, and a world tired of military occupation and oppression.

it won't take one term. shit, it won't take take two terms. we tried the right-wing policies of Dubya and look where it led us. i don't mind republicans, though i am left-wing. it is the neo-cons and the ultra right-wing social advocates who i fear.

(hide behind your religion and use the Bible as a deceptive weapon to validate your fear and hatred- but the God who speaks in me says you are misled.)

so with knowing this, i am even more inspired. i am more inspired to be proactive, to erase all the doubt that i had in the system and re-ignite my faith in the people.

a government for the people by the people.

it's not about just one man saving us. it's about the people, it's about us. i'm backing my president up with this concept of change and hope.

we are going to party like it's 1988

god bless all my friends for the things they drag me to do.

like kat, who invited me to a 1988 hip hop inspired party at the Vanguard in Hollywood, in which the invite encouraged the patrons to dress like they were from that era. well, as i have said before, i have been chillin' on the fashion front simply because my money goes towards other ventures. needless to say, i freaked a bit.

but happened to find a vintage bat-winged puma jacket, denim mini, knee hi socks, doorknockers and sneakers.

word

well, fuck hollywood. all the ladies dressed like they were straight outta urban outfitters and the only thing 80's inspired were their leather booties and/or doorknockers.

and as kat said, "1980's were bad years for men in general unless they were b-boys."

cuz let me tell you, nothing is sexier than a man who is channeling Run DMC.

that night blessed us with doug e. fresh, mc lyte, d-nice on the decks, dj quik, yo yo, and slick rick.. in the audience with us were esthero and ricky bell. tee hee!!


kat, eye-a-sage with her gold grill, and moi


sponsored by Hennessey, the drinks were free


bumped into Mark and Jana


shameless plug, just wait for Eye-A-Sage's album to drop, at the top of 2009. shit's gonna be fiyah

and thanks to her, we got this little clip from the night- doug e. fresh, slick rick: