Complex Obsession: GianMarco Lorenzi

If you find yourself obsessing over these, jump on twitter and stalk @RubeisSOrude's whole life on the boardwalk. After the BBM convo you can read below, i jumped on google and found that the shoes are located at Gregory's Shoes. Who would've known? Gregory's is known to be the whoring plateau for all the mistresses in the great state of Texas. How do I know? Let's just say I know my hoeshit, and years ago (in Dallas) before I became a domesticated Lady of Leisure, I used to...well, ya know. And not to mention, Gregory's is a part of the Illuminati. But instead of paying the whopping $2795 pricetag, which would consist of me selling ass via Craigslist, moving to ATL and performing pole tricks at Magic City on Monday's or becoming someone's concubine so I can live my entire life in these joobies. Until then, I'll settle for buying a pump from Aldo and buying all the rhinestones and hot glue in stock at Hobby Lobby.

BBM Conversation:

 Ruby: GET.INTO.THESE.NOW!!!!!

Lady Complex: Bitch, what! Where? Who?!!

Ruby: Dis-fucking-gusting. I wann live my whole life in those.

Lady Complex: Who are those for? OMG. I need them. Names. Brand, something!

Ruby: Hold on let me check.

Lady Complex: Please!

Ruby: GianMarco Lorenzi, limited edition. But, check the rest of his collection.

Lady Complex: Fuckkkkkkkk

Ruby: =(

Twitter @Replies:

@LadyComplex: @RubeisSORude omg them shoes are like so expensive.

@RubeisSORude: @LadyComplex How much?

@LadyComplex: @RubeisSORude those are 2800.

@LadyComplex: @RubeisSORude id have to live my whole life in them shoes. they more than my rent.

@RubeisSORude: @LadyComplex 3, 4 mths of rent, shit! I'd be living my whole life in them LITERALLY. At Wal-Mart, church, Sonic, the park, EVERYWHERE in 'em

@BaddBoogie: @LadyComplex LAWD !! #jesusbeasugadaddy

@RPinHD: @LadyComplex @rubeissorude Looks like SOMEBODY needs to take a good Stafford loan out.

@smashedthehomie: @LadyComplex UH THREE THOUSAND DOLLARS!

@EbonyKeira: @LadyComplex I would get pregnant AND deliver my baby in those shoes.

@RPinHD: @smashedthehomie @RubeisSORude @LadyComplex I'd sell sperm for those shoes, and I don't even do drag.

@LadyComplex: i may blog about these. hmmmm.

@RubeisSORude: @LadyComplex Blog about how I gotta get on the pole to get monnay to get them hoes #realniggasdorealshit

Elle, Oh Elle: Take the Poll

In the wake of acronyms being used in every conversation inside of an inbox, the LOLs, OMGs, and POWs have drowned my ears and now my eyes. Not only have people started using these in verbal conversations, they have found a way to use as "branding" for themselves. And where else did I go to witness these monstrousities? InDMix.com

Since, I am the Social Bitterfly International, I normally get my "social fix" through this uber popular club website, although I can only take viewing in doses. Sometimes I can only take one link a day, frankly it's too much at one damn time. My pupils begin to burn after being tortured by a plethora of American Apparel, Michael Jordans, lacefronts and blue contacts. No shade to the photographers, for they are there to give proof to how cunty and outright wrong some of you are. Depends on what parties you want to bare witness to, you may find a few gems in the bunch. But, that's here nor there. Lately, I've been peeping flicks of men, donning garments reading "OMG..." , and another shirtless man with glasses that have "POW" etched in cursive on each lens.  *Reverts to Shallow, Mean Girl *

Seriously tho?

Am I missing something?

Did someone not CC me on the memo?

 Who makes this okay- for men?

Isn't there sort of informal "Man Law" where men should not use smileys at the end of their texts, tweets, facebook statuses?

Can we add to that "Probihits the use of POW!, Owww, OMG"?

I need answers.

I would never want to question anyone's manhood, I know my place. Some men should definitely question their lifestyle and furthur more, their existance. Just when I thought I had enough with men wearing 12 chains at one time (they neck be itching), this shit here comes along. But, someone else has to see that something is wrong with this. As a female I cant say that your friends didn't try to stop you cause some mofo's are so adamant about looking like a plum fool than trying to heed good advice. I've just learned that some people love to be whack. That's what they live for. Being "different" has come to be what's normal in and what was the norm is somewhat odd. I may not be so fashion forward now, but I damn sure know what is WRONG.  Fuck that, I'll stay normal.

Throw me on the "Hater Bus".  Like I care. Matter of fact, just do us a favor and add yourself to the bottom of my "Don't Give a Fuck" list. Coin me the Queen of Subliminal Messages cause I could've posted pics, but I'm not photoshop savvy. Anyhow, I gave you all the directions to find these coof-a-boofs.  Plus, I'm not to big on throwing THAT much shade. It's bad enough there is a rapper that shuns women based on how "cheap" her shoes are. Questionable, no? I mean, how do you know my shirt came from Forever 21? I only grant those priviledges to the men who play on my team *Snaps*

People play with their life and my emotions to much. Chile, Boom.

Kat Scratch Fever, Choyclate Drops, Blogs & Burnt Skin

So, I've been sick with a sinus infection for the last week and on top of that, I had an episode of heat rash all over my abdomen and back. It's all my fault tho, I jumped my dumb ass head first into the tanning bed, 3 days in a row. Over exposure like a biatch. But anywho, I just want to rant with you for a moment.

Over the weekend, or through the week (can't really remember since I've doped up on cold meds and drenched in calamine lotion), along came a trick named Kat Stacks on twitter, claiming to have smashed the homies. The said homies are none other than some no name brand cats, Lil' Twist in particular, who is only 15 (I believe), and says that the "castmates" of Young Money are nothing but roommates that sleep in bunkbeds. You may ask, if Kat Snatch indeed hit that (Lil' Twist), who are the people condoning her pedophiliac antics? Plenny heauxs. If you haven't seen her youtube, let me suggest you grab a Rosetta Stone: Heauxshit Speak, but I'd rather send you over to my choyclate drop Kid Fury's for his repsonse to Kat Scratching Post. However, her antics are not my problem. She is claiming to have gotten a book deal out of her scandolous sexcapades. Uh, what? Superhead did this like 5 years ago, Carmen Bryan tried and failed successfully, and I'm sure there are plenty other jezebels running around with your favorite rapper's jizz on her belly, but those broads know better (not really). Who cares who you slept with? The best part(s) of her story is that she LIED. But good to know there is a woman who will give any willing her loose parts for cab fare and $1200.

It's no secret that out of all of this, ultimately I'm trying to get publishing as soon as I finish my book. Blogging is an added "equity" to my writing. It challenges me to write more on different topics as to one topic which would be the subject of the book. Not to mention it helps me introduce myself to more viewers. I made a comment on twitter the other day that said, "I wish writer type bloggers got the attention the gossip-type bloggers recieved". No shade to gossip bloggers, lawd knows I need them like water. There are so many bloggers who write about dope shit and gets no accolades. It takes my "New Post" tweet to be RT'd 37 times before I get ONE click. It's not that my work isnt quality, it's because most people would probably rather compare their lives to a celebrity, than a working class human being. It's cool though, I know that my words will reach someone and actually mean something.

This post may not make sense, or even mean anything to y'all, but hell, I had some things to say. But, my question is: who is this "literary agent" that lurks on twitter, offering such book deals? Send them my way. Thanks.

Riding Shot Gun in the Pussy Wagon

If you're not in the Lady GaGa Stan Van, bi***, you lost. Gaga and Honey Bey (yass) premiered the 10 minute long "Telephone" vid last nite on E. I be damned. These hoes are HOT. Just check the pix and commentary from Your Girlfriend's Girlfriend and her friends...

The Coke can rollers, leather stud jacket and the bikini under? I'm getting "Who's That Girl" fever.

*punches the air like Lady GaGa*

Honey Bey (yass) was giving me straight H-Town Raunch. How do I breeve?

GaGa and Honey Bey makes me wanna be a better, badder Biatch.

I wanna ride in the Pussy Wagon. Like, I wanna ride bitch. In the middle of GaGa and Honey Bey.

Do you see what these Biatches brang to the table?

Twitter + Celebs = Whoring for (any) Publicity

Twitter is the Boulevard of all things whore(ish, ing, ed). So it's no suprise when celebs hand the media the hammer bash their lives. I could careless of what regla folks post on Twitter, but I do have a problem with celebs posting, in this case, break-ups.

So here we have an accomplished singer and her baby-daddy/ failed rapper/one hit (was it even a hit?) wonder. The hoods mainstream media source, MTO (ugh), is reporting a break-up between the two, due to...wait for it...INFIDELITY! I could see if CNN or even MTV was reporting the split, but no. I guess any publicity is good publicity. After the reports hit the net, the singer took to her Twitter to thank her fans for their love and support and shamelessy, but indirectly confirmed the break-up. Now, she isn't the only celebrity to take over twats' timelines to rant about relationships, so stans- GET BACK. Lawd knows, I try to stray away from celeb gossip, so I am going to address this generally, of course, all in IMO.

When you are in the process of a break up, it's a lot harder to discuss candidly because your emotions are in rare form. Why call someone or your current "happenings" out if you don't know where you will stand in the next day or so? Then you may have to retract some statements you made, ie "We worked it all out and we will be together forever!" What part of the game is that? When celebs do things like this, the first thing that runs through my mind is "Ummm, doesnt she/he have someone else to talk to about this? Like, off Twitter?" Regla folk does it too. Y'all know your friend who changes their Facebook relationship status every hour on the hour. Frankly, I am too embarrassed to address publically (my friends) a possible break up, until after. I still need time to decide if I'm gonna get back with the fool or not. This saves my pretty little face more shame.

Now, post-break up bashing, I vote yes. After you have confirmed a definite break up, go for it. Lawd knows I'm guilty on all charges. Sure it's a form a bitter revenge, but it's also fun, too. Just make sure you do it tactfully (if that's possible) and address the person indirectly. If they're smart enough, they'll figure it out anyway.

Big Things Poppin'

No Hope for Hip Hop? A Consumers Opinion

I don’t particularly care to write about hip hop in general, only for the fact that I don’t particularly care for it anymore these days. I did write this order for an independent magazine, and unfortunately the email I was “sent” never reached my inbox. –Blank stare- But it’s all good. *Cues UGKs “Keep on Pushin’”*

I bring on this question to express my own opinion. IMO= my truth. However, I am biased when it comes to this subject. I am known to be a harsh critic for today’s music, some would ask, “Who is she to give her opinion?” My answer to that is I am the consumer who purchases your work, which purchases all your bling, cars, bottle service, weave and lace front wigs. When I dish it out, no one’s excluded. Please don’t ignore me.

I'm from Louisiana, where the raunchiest of the raunchiest music comes from. I grew up on Magnolia Shorty, the Original Cash Money, Mystical, No Limit, and X-MOB. I have been hearing about money, cars, clothes, and hoes my whole life so what’s new? Well, nothing really, just a little bit more boldness coming from more male and female hip hop artists. This is particularly why I don’t listen too much of today’s artists. They are either talking about “raw dawgin’ a hoe”, “hittin’ a hoe”, or “being a 5 star bitch”. Don’t get me wrong, these tunes make for fun times in a club setting on a drunken night, but why would I want to purchase your album when I can barely understand your gibberish in my ride? Great singles but whack albums. I am all for talking major trash and having a great time with ridiculous dances and antics, I also need substance. Give me a little something to make me think and dream BIGGER. When my hangover is gone and I need to listen to knowledge, I have to revert back to Scarface circa 1999 “The Fix”. Now That’s What I Call Music. No woman needs to dream (in reality) for a man with a huge -err wallet, which has the fattest ass or the finest Louis Vuitton bag. The “independent” façade is cute, also not real. You’re really just pointing out how well you can spend your money while in the same breath asking for a man with more than you. Umm, if you can do all this and fry fish at the same time, whatchu need him for? Oh, you want more, which is when you start falling into the ever-so-susceptible “Gold Digger” category. You mad? You shouldn’t be. While the ladies are getting there booty shots and weave glued in, the men are raw dawgin’ their home girls. Why are we letting everyone know (on wax) that we are trying to contract a disease? Since when has that been okay? It is not healthy. All the duffle bag dollars can’t cure that shit. The artists shouldn’t take full blame, the record execs are responsible for half. Now That’s What I Call Not Music.

I admire those with the hustlers ambition, however that doesn't mean I admire their music. Like Nicki Minaj, chick is building her brand. It may not be "hers" persay, but she is making it her own. She has someone that believed in her and they make it work. Her flow is dope, but the rhymes are typical and basic. Recently, she claimed she was Bipolar and thats why her flow was the way it is (that explains a lot), but I can't help but wonder if this was self-diagnosed. -shrugs- It's not just her, it's also the one-hit-wonders with all these different dances. If they knew better, they could definitely make a career out of creating songs with silly Sambo-like dances. (I do them, too) Ask DJ Jubilee, he is the best that ever did it.

By no means am I getting all “Maxine Waters” on yall asses, just simply trying to be a good taxpayer and stimulate the drowning economy. We can call this a “subliminal message”, so name dropping is extremely unnecessary. You may say it doesn’t matter who I am, but it does. I am a prospective fan. My opinions should matter and so should everyone elses. Without the fans, you wouldn’t have anything. While being in the beginning stages of my writing, I am definitely open to criticism. I want the support of others, otherwise what would be the point of me writing? It’s like talking to a brick wall. So, instead of gaining respect from our materialistic possessions, let’s gain respect for having respect for your fans opinions. Let’s not talk about how raw we are when we can’t digest someone’s raw opinion.