As usual, me and Bretony never have solid plans when we meet up. We kind of just… go with the flow or go on our own little dummy missions. Which is what I love about her. Our night started off with drinks at Applebees in Times Square but neither of us were satisfied with that and wanted more, so we somehow made our way to dinner at Juliet which quickly went from supper to a club. I know a lot of clubs are restaurants by day but I’ve never seen the tranformation happen. It’s smooth! Anyway, all in all, we had a good night filled with shots, lapdances, subway adventures and breaking day after swearing we weren’t going to stay out. Don’t mind our regular ass attire; we had no idea we were going to end up at a club. So long New York.

As always, you can find more on my flickr.

My birthday went nothing like I planned but hey,  I can’t complain much. I’ve learned to stop making plans with people because people are unreliable and will only let you down. I just go with the flow now. AND I still ended up surrounded by beautiful people in a beautiful club in the most beautiful city in the world.  It’s all gravy baby, life’s lovely.

The crowd wasn’t exactly my scene but the club was amazing; you got the most incredible view of New York from a wall/ceiling that was made of windows -  dope!

I just remembered this guy was cute! At the time, I thought my vision was blurred by alcohol so I didn’t give him my number but now I remember that he actually was cute! Ugh, another one bites the dust. Unless any of you recognize him. I’m just sayin. Lol.

@sweetcheeks23, @tinkernat, @alexisbelon and @ms_honey_dip!

Happy April Fools Day ! A lot of you often ask how I manage to stay looking decent on such a low budget (almost as if to insinuate that I’m lying… but that’s besides the point) so I’ve decided to start a secton on this here blog to let you in on my secrets. I was looking okay today & the weather was wonderful so I didn’t object when my brother wanted to snap a few shots. The dress is a hand-me-down from my future stylist and big sister, Liana . The leggings were like $5…or less.

I got the shoes for just under $6 out thrifting one day. It’s really not that hard to be destitute and still be fashionable as you all may think.

Au revoir, monsieur soleil. Farewell! So long, bye-bye. Sayonara!

A lot of people saying fuck me. Problem is they be telling everybody BUT me…

(yikes; nipple slip :XXX)

(I tend to pretend my Dell is Mac because I want one so badly)