A Glam Society...

While sipping on a glass of Demi Sec, and enjoying a fashionable evening with my femme fatales, I started to think... have we as a people conjured up this "glamourous" society? Have we envoked a spirt of glitz and glitter?

I had a moment of conflict, here I was enjoying my hooked up 25 dollar bottle, with flatbread pizza topped with duck and proscuitto, and I couldn't help but wonder, what about the babies in africa, the starved in India, the hungry in Gaza? Drunkingly I sip and as I enjoy my company, laughs, convo, and my bubbly, I started to get the feeling that this was great, but it wasn't everything. More over I took a chill pill and realized it was the champagne talking, and putting all this thought into something I have no control over, is taking away from the blessing that i'm not starved, and am fourtunate to dress, and do what I work hard for. In light of that I still put into perspective that though at the present time this may be the case, it wont always be this "glittery and golden", and their will come time where this glam life will cease, and it humbled me to be mindful, not to indulge in excess, while others are suffering, really focus on whats important. I guess the whole point of this entry is realizing... Im blessed, be greatful... but be necessary.

love

k

Style Profile: The Glamourotti... Fashion is Forever Farewell

it's not an everyday occurance that God drops amazing people into our lives... but it's double the pleasure when they are super fashionable. I always admire people who get out, get up, and do something, so I couldn't help but highlight this fashion- icon-in traning, Miss Andrea Harrell.

We only get a couple of soul mates cross through our lives every once in a while, but to encounter "stilleto spirits" is a rare occasion. I wish Miss Glamourotti, the best as she ventures out to the very chartered territory of LOS ANGELES, to pursue her networking game, but before she goes to appease the Fashion gods, we do bid her extreame farewell with bubbly and a good time...

until we meet again .. adieu

karyn j...

check her out at www.glamourotti.com

Style Profile: SOUND OFF TO THE BOSCO... BRITTANY BOSCO that is!

seeing that music today is taking a very "depressing turn", it's good to know in the aisle of thriving sounds, you could pick up a basket of dopeness. I've been jamming miss brittany boscoe on the IPOD. Check this DIVA out, she's dope!

kisses

-k

LAS VEGAS BABY!

Super –Artificial-Plastic-Silicone-a Docious…

Why? Someone explain to me, how beauty is only skin deep, when it seems to be injected with botox?
How did beautiful equate to being morphed and distorted? I find it hard to digest the “beautiful people” of this world deceive us with their outer beauty, that has been molded to look like something similar to plastic packaging. They say God loves us just the way we are, but if the story serves me right; I thought we were made out of clay not polymer?
It has indeed bothered me that every where I go, I see non stop images of these so called women who are beautiful that have been “tweaked” here and there. Their noses, cheeks, and lips looking like something similar to fifth element. I don’t even get how that is even beautiful to look like an alien. Infact I’m conflicted to how it is even appropriate that people do all that to themselves and are still insecure. I get stuff like braces, the dermatologist, and even hair extensions; however I don’t get looking like a beauty pageant rejectt fresh out of the microwave. By the way you never hear people say “OMG, her nose looks amazing!” … in fact you hear suspicion in peoples voices, “I bet she got her nose done, because she looks weird.” I mean I get it, you shouldn’t even care what people think, but at the same time, if it aint broke don’t fix it. I believe if you’re not happy with what you look like, than by all means change it, but some change is irreversible and damaging. MY opinion (which doesn’t even matter) is work on the things that really are important like an attitude. Cause lately some people’s attitudes I have encountered have been ridiculous and as they say “off the chain.”
Happy botox…

-K

Alone....

I … a single letter, that’s in a single space, which is a single word, which is a single person, containing a single soul.
A hug with no arms to wrap around, a kiss with no others lips.
A story ears have never heard, a hand that never met hands which have never been touched.
Alone.
A space contained, a space maintained, a space remained… despite seeking comfort
There’s nothing to claim.
Lost in thoughts, Lost in fears, Lost in dreams, Lost in tears.
Sometimes productive, sometimes stale, sometimes inventing, sometimes sitting still.
Alone.
Even in the brightest light is the darkest hour, an infinite night,
A hole so deep, a wound so great, an infliction so raw, a desire to escape…
Yet…
We stand among many, neither coming nor going, and though there are plenty, we are still…
Alone.

“One Small Step for Man… and Giant Step for the Fashioned Kind…”

At some point we are all scared to step out on that proverbial “limb”, the fact of getting so far out there and not being able to come back. I often set these high goals and expectations for myself only to find that I am only setting myself up for failure… I realized that at times we can be so scared to throw ourselves out there, because there may not be anyone or anything there to catch us …
So, it time to get to strutting…

kj