Please Tila Tequila - have a seat.
I feel so sorry for Casey Johnson and what became of her life.
Mostly I regret her allowing such a sad woman like Tequila into her life.
The Associated Press and other outlets report that Casey had been dead for days before her maid found her; however, that hasn't stopped Tequila from professing her love for her dead fiance.
What newly engaged person doesn't talk to her fiance for days? One or two...maybe. But several?
Tila needs to have a seat. It's obvious from her actions she had another agenda...which didn't include helping Casey get her life together.
The audacity of her to parade around in front of cameras in the name of attention is a disgrace. But what else can you do when you have no talent to fall back on.
Before Crazy in Love....this was the rump shake classic. Vibrate. Pop. Dip it low. B Angie B goes ALL THE WAY IN.

Old school parenting?
Seems to me his daughter had it coming.

Labels: Casey Johnson, G-spot, Lil Wayne, Mariah Carey, Rihanna, Susan Sarandon, White House

Labels: Annie Leibovitz, BET, OJ, Tiger Woods, Vanity Fair
The most quotable interview I have seen in a long time. You owe yourself this experience.

Mood: I’m feeling very dreamy. It was a rainy night in Gotham last night, and I was surrounded by beautiful and fabulous people. And the Belvedere was flowing. I couldn’t ask for anything more…except for Sanjaya’s hair. I don’t normally covet thy neighbor, but I wish I had those locks.
Mode: Tonight I felt like going cheap and chic. And not in Moschino. I am wearing a sweater I picked up at H&M for $7. I feel just like Erykah Badu right now. “My dress ain’t cost nothing but $7 but I made it fly…cause I’m clever.” Even know, Mama’s Gun helps me make it over the mountain. Underneath I am wearing a t-shirt I picked up a “N” my favorite shopping destination in Harlem. And some Chip and Pepper jeans, which I had no problem finding in my closet. And what a relief. Had I lost them I might have had to take a blackberry to the head of my roommate. A Naomi moment. But that crisis we avoided, thankfully.
Melody: I am listing to Jamiroquai’s “Runaway.” Something about him always makes me smile. His music is bright, vibrant and funky. Even when he croons a love song.
"N" STYLE in Gotham
Last night, I went to a wonderful booksigning and cocktail reception at “N" Harlem, the premier destination uptown for the chic and fashionable uptown set. Located on 116th and Lenox (in harlem - get it?), I will never forget the day I stepped past the mahogany doors into the boutique. I had read a lot of press clips in the New York Post and the New York Daily News about the opening, and I knew a few celebrities were known to shop there…so I made it my business to check it out.
Carrying a wide array of fashionable lines ranging from the Denim Factory and G Star to Tracy Reese and Nicole Miller, I was overwhelmingly impressed by both the selection and the décor of the store. It is a bi-level boutique catering to both male and female fashionista who want to pick up a nice outfit and some candles to match. Did I mention they also carry candles, pillows, wine racks and other funky accessories that are essential to New York living? Now I don't have to trek downtown to Soho...I have it here at N Harlem.
It’s very chic and comfortable. You can sit down on a soft leather chair and look from east to west and almost create the outfits in your mind. I'm a visual shopper. And the staff is phenomenal. The owners, Larry Ortiz, Nikoa Evans and Lenn Shebar have done a great job adding to the cache of the new Harlem Renaissance. And the velvet curtains adorning the dressing rooms inspired me so much that I went out and bought a velvet curtain for my own bedroom. As an artist I take inspiration from every place I visit.Tonight, my new friend Erika J. Kendrick was signing copies of her first novel, “Confessions of a Rookie Cheerleader.” As a former Chicago Bulls professional cheerleader, Erika takes us to the dark side of the poms-poms. Beneath the lip gloss, mascara and high-kick lines. We meet backstabbing vixens, controlling egotistical men and an assortment of self-centered individuals out to kill and destroy for the sake of their careers. At first I thought I was reading a book about my job…but this is Erika’s story. Not mine. I was never a cheerleader. I was in the marching band.
Erika and I bonded over a few cocktails while she told me how this novel just evolved from her everyday life. Never imagining she’d be a novelist, Erika was working on a tv treatment for a television executive when her mother told her point blank, “This is a novel.” And without any industry hookups, Erika set out cold-calling agents to pitch her book. And then it happened. After a lot of persistence, Erika landed an agent and later landed a book deal.

Erika radiates an inner beauty that I know will follow her on this journey. Please do visit her website http://www.erikakendrick.com/ and purchase the novel. I’m sure you will enjoy it.
And I must compliment Jamar Dunnigan for the event and the afterparty at Ginger. A great night in Gotham.
Labels: badu, erika, ginger, jamiroquai, kendrick, n harlem, sanjaya

Melody: Grace Jones “La Vie en Rose” from the 1977 debut album Portfolio. This song reminds me of falling in love in Paris. Taking a boat cruise down the Champs Elysees. Collecting new Eau de toilettes at the Fragonard. French fries under the white arches. Crepes at a little corner bistro. Feeling free to love without judgment or fear. All our lives. “Quand il me prend dans ses bras…Je vois la vie en rose” Labels: berlin, blue, brothers, d, feliciano, grace, jones, jose, mizell, note, releasing, street, summer, v2, vodka
Labels: courvoisier, gray, joss, macy, musiq, stone, talent