BABY PHAT S/S '07

Hey!!
So in the middle of all the traveling that I'm doing there happens to be small thing called NYC Fashione Week, ever hear of it? It's kind of a small event here...:)
I'm also fighting off a cold or something so it's really hard getting out of bed, let alone getting the energy to be fashion forward, I'll leave that to the models. This season has me doing more work with the shows and the models, this season I've acutally had the oppurtunity to help cast some shows and get my name out there with some of the casting directors. I went to two shows yesterday, Reyes and Baby Phat. Both show had Roommate working the hair, so it's always nice to go in and see someone you know, also Reyes had two of my models in it, so that was cool too! After the morning show I ran back to the office and try and get through the day with my nose and throat out of whack from this cold. I then scurried over to the tents for the Baby Phat shows, easily one of the most sought after ticket in town for the season, everyone wants to get in and be seen. The cool thing about this show was not the models or the famous people, it had to do with all of the Jose's being involved with the show to some capacity. #2 was working the hair with his Salon and #3 was in charge of the make-up, and then I came along with the some models, it was a total family experience. I had more fun backstage than anywhere else!! A cool side note is that it's SO hard to get in as an agent, and I was able to walk in as a make-up artist and hang out.
I saw so much bling in the audience, 50 cent was there, as was Lil' Kim. There was some front row drama with 50 and his crew, some jerk tried to steal one of his seats, and he wouldn't budge, after much yelling 50 got up and picked the man up!! Roommate and I thought that there were going to start busting caps!! Luckily the man finally got the idea and left, but he was still talking shit to 50's crew, I wonder where he woke up!
I'm here at the office, I think I'm going to dip out of shows today and just catch a movie and go to bed early. Love you guys!!

df

The Terminal

Hey guys...OMG. Is it true? Can it be the one herself? The mother who birthed this blog, then let it sit amongst the ruins of a year that was documented and then forgotten like a pair of old shoes, smelling and dirty in the closet. Si senor! She is I, and I is her, and her is me. I've been away, living my life, away from the blogsphere, don't get me wrong...I still visit. I read daily blogs written by people who only dedicate their lives to writing, unlike me who only makes empty promises of writing more when in reality I don't have the strength or patience anymore. But yet I can't give you up, "Why?" You may ask....For moments like this. This moment that I'm living and all the other moments that I've lived in NYC, when I should have written my thoughts and shennigans down, but I couldn't. But here I sit, in Newark airport, thrice delayed. I should've been on a flight to Chicago over three hours ago, but even my little brothers' name wants to cause me grief and throw a wrench into my life. Fucking Neto...pinche hurricane Ernesto! Named after the brother that is dead to me. Well, apparently he is alive and angry, he manifested himself a big tantrum and caused me to be stranded here. Is this entry even making sense you ask? No. But you can blame that on the HUGE Top Shelf margarita that I had and also the GRANDE cerveza chaser I had, you know, just a little bit of medicine to dull the pain. Things are going well for me..really well. I keep waiting for someone at work to turn on the light and yell " Gotcha, I knew you were a fraud!" Pero, no! They keep giving me more and more to do, and I just keep shuffling along, the whole time so afraid, that my shirts are being ruined with all the sweat that pours out from under my arms!! But I love what I do! I get to travel and meet wonderful people and live another life that most think fantastic. It's been a year since I came on board and I've come far, very far.
In my absence I have Lencho the keys to this house, and he finally posted. A great post, even though he dug up the past that I buried under a house, with a tree on top of it. But I love him even more, for using my lessons to learn from.
Where is this plane!!
I have so much to write about, but I think that I'll leave it here and pick up when I get to Chicago.
I do love you guys...if there are any of you left.

DF