I think it is only appropriate to dedicate this Friday Weekend Kick Off to Lady Gaga. I mean you will be seeing her in hoards for the next 4 days. I choose Judas not only because Halloween is after all a Pagan ritual, but also because her Judas is that bad boy that we can’t help but follow.
So here’s to all you Beautiful Independent Little Monsters out there. Have fun and stay safe!
Friday, October 28, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Dear Brain: Shut Up! Love, Heart
Overanalyze: to separate (a material or abstract entity) into constituent parts or elements AKA to over think things to the point of it either being annoying or ruining your relationships with people. This is a combination definition from two invaluable internet sources: Dictionary.com and Urban Dictionary. I know I really did doctorate level research on this one. Actually I don’t need library time for this topic I know it all to well. In fact I would use ‘overanalyze’ as a descriptive verb for my life. This is probably true for most females and I think it makes the top 3 in things men don’t like about women. We have a tendency to overanalyze every word, message, act that a man does or does not do AKA everything.
How many times has a man told you something as simple as, “I can’t come over tonight I have to wake up early for work tomorrow” and you actually stopped to think. It doesn’t matter what you thought about. It should be an immediate, “Ya of course we’ll get together later”. There should not be any questions that pop into your head, but they do, sneak buggers!
Piggybacking on the post, Can’t Fight This Feeling a couple days after the night in question I asked Solo if he hooked up with that girl (totally a cool chick unfortunate then that we both wanted to make out with his face and she beat me…lame). So he responded with, “ No I didn’t. I asked her to just leave” As utterly embarrassing as this next rhetorical question is I’m going to say it, just because I know for a FACT that some of you will relate to it, okay here it goes…Do you know how long I spent decoding what he meant by the word, “just”?????? Because the use of that word made it sounds like there was a story or reason. Now I am going to put on my Not Crazy hat and say he probably spent two seconds deciding his response to me and hasn’t thought about it sense. He probably asked her to leave because he was drunk and tired and that’s the bottom line.
There is no need to overanalyze men. Their actions speak volumes over anything they could say or write. A very wise woman stopped me in the middle of a classic relationship rant of mine and said, “Stop racking your brain and breaking you heart”, ah a brilliant woman, my mother. What a true statement though. I cannot tell you how many conversations I have had with my best girlfriends about the men in their lives and what he said to her and how he said it and what does it all mean. My new rule is: If you have to think about it then it is not worth your energy. Ladies I promise if a guy likes you there will be no questions needed, he’ll show you. If he wants to be left alone there will be no questions needed, he’ll be short, ignore your calls, be unexplainably busy, and will only want to hang out when it is convenient for him. So get over it, move on, it’s his loss. I promise there are at least three of his friends that think he is an idiot for not locking you down. I realize that the ratio of men to women in the United States is a joke and that women have to fight for the good ones, but look closer what do you see? I see that the women that are in relationships are the ones that don’t put up with any BS and call their man on his shit (sorry I couldn’t think of a more poetic way to phrase that, it is just the truth). So stop fighting for him and make him fight for you. Oh and tell your brain to give it a rest your heart is tired.
I told you I would have more music from my favorite band, Sleigh Bells. So here you go this is Run the Heart, also my favorite track off of their debut album, Treats. They're working on a new albumn now and I couldn't be more excited!
Lyrics: I wanna wanna hang a name on you…I wanna know whats good for you…you wanna wanna hang a name on me…you wanna know whats good for me…you don’t really wanna know…you take a heart I can take out two…you take a heart I can take out you…ah ah ah ah ah
And because I was in my lair of sickness this past week and missed Friday’s Music Weekend Kickoff here is an extra little something. This is BAGO: I Forget You and is produced by a friend of a friend, Alexander Spit an incredibly talented artist from San Francisco.
How many times has a man told you something as simple as, “I can’t come over tonight I have to wake up early for work tomorrow” and you actually stopped to think. It doesn’t matter what you thought about. It should be an immediate, “Ya of course we’ll get together later”. There should not be any questions that pop into your head, but they do, sneak buggers!
Piggybacking on the post, Can’t Fight This Feeling a couple days after the night in question I asked Solo if he hooked up with that girl (totally a cool chick unfortunate then that we both wanted to make out with his face and she beat me…lame). So he responded with, “ No I didn’t. I asked her to just leave” As utterly embarrassing as this next rhetorical question is I’m going to say it, just because I know for a FACT that some of you will relate to it, okay here it goes…Do you know how long I spent decoding what he meant by the word, “just”?????? Because the use of that word made it sounds like there was a story or reason. Now I am going to put on my Not Crazy hat and say he probably spent two seconds deciding his response to me and hasn’t thought about it sense. He probably asked her to leave because he was drunk and tired and that’s the bottom line.
There is no need to overanalyze men. Their actions speak volumes over anything they could say or write. A very wise woman stopped me in the middle of a classic relationship rant of mine and said, “Stop racking your brain and breaking you heart”, ah a brilliant woman, my mother. What a true statement though. I cannot tell you how many conversations I have had with my best girlfriends about the men in their lives and what he said to her and how he said it and what does it all mean. My new rule is: If you have to think about it then it is not worth your energy. Ladies I promise if a guy likes you there will be no questions needed, he’ll show you. If he wants to be left alone there will be no questions needed, he’ll be short, ignore your calls, be unexplainably busy, and will only want to hang out when it is convenient for him. So get over it, move on, it’s his loss. I promise there are at least three of his friends that think he is an idiot for not locking you down. I realize that the ratio of men to women in the United States is a joke and that women have to fight for the good ones, but look closer what do you see? I see that the women that are in relationships are the ones that don’t put up with any BS and call their man on his shit (sorry I couldn’t think of a more poetic way to phrase that, it is just the truth). So stop fighting for him and make him fight for you. Oh and tell your brain to give it a rest your heart is tired.
I told you I would have more music from my favorite band, Sleigh Bells. So here you go this is Run the Heart, also my favorite track off of their debut album, Treats. They're working on a new albumn now and I couldn't be more excited!
Lyrics: I wanna wanna hang a name on you…I wanna know whats good for you…you wanna wanna hang a name on me…you wanna know whats good for me…you don’t really wanna know…you take a heart I can take out two…you take a heart I can take out you…ah ah ah ah ah
And because I was in my lair of sickness this past week and missed Friday’s Music Weekend Kickoff here is an extra little something. This is BAGO: I Forget You and is produced by a friend of a friend, Alexander Spit an incredibly talented artist from San Francisco.
Monday, October 10, 2011
The Chicken Soup Myth
Singledom a time for exploration, independence, fancy free scheduling, self indulgence both emotionally and financially. I am one of those people that loves being on their own 99.9% of the time. When do I not enjoy this footloose lifestyle, when I’m sick and can’t get out of bed. Being single really stinks when you have a cold, the flu, or any other aliment that makes getting out of bed seem like the Incredible Journey.
Being successful in business means you probably put a lot of your time and effort into what you do. If you love your job you probably put in a longer work week than the average employee. If you are the boss and get paid salary then there are many hours being put in both at work and home. So when the weather changes and your immune system decides to not care how many meetings you have this week what happens? The big boss is down for the count.
Being a relationship this would be okay, in fact I can imagine quite nice. I would willingly hand over my control and independence to be nurtured. Instead us do-it-all women have to drag ourselves out of bed, drive to the grocery store to by medicine, soup, and Jello-O. Come home stand at the stove to make said soup and Jello-O, I recommend at the same time just to get the standing done at once. Then pour ourselves back into bed until hungry again, then get up and do it all over. I miss that time when your man would cook your soup, give your aching back a little massage, make sure you had enough Kleenex, put on a movie, and then leave you to your dark lair of sickness.
I am under the cynical belief that men only bring women soup in Tupperware in movies. I think this is a myth and any woman who has told me about their non boyfriend doing it for them….liars. Sorry, I’m sick and a little grouchy. Actually one of my close girlfriends had this happen to her a couple weeks ago. This guy she has been seeing for about a week or two dropped by her place with soup, I immediately approved of him. Because here is the other thing, us girls not so hot when sick. So if your dude is willing to stand by your side and not just text, “Hit me up when you feel better”, then I’d say he gets a gold star at the very least.
Francisca Valenzuela was born and raised in San Francisco until the age of 12 when she moved to Chile, which is where her family originates. This song Que Seria has nothing to do with this post topic. Except for sometimes when I am sick and can’t think straight I enjoy music that I can’t understand. It’s weird I know. You can find the lyrics translated to English if you want, but I think the video and her poetics say enough.
Being successful in business means you probably put a lot of your time and effort into what you do. If you love your job you probably put in a longer work week than the average employee. If you are the boss and get paid salary then there are many hours being put in both at work and home. So when the weather changes and your immune system decides to not care how many meetings you have this week what happens? The big boss is down for the count.
Being a relationship this would be okay, in fact I can imagine quite nice. I would willingly hand over my control and independence to be nurtured. Instead us do-it-all women have to drag ourselves out of bed, drive to the grocery store to by medicine, soup, and Jello-O. Come home stand at the stove to make said soup and Jello-O, I recommend at the same time just to get the standing done at once. Then pour ourselves back into bed until hungry again, then get up and do it all over. I miss that time when your man would cook your soup, give your aching back a little massage, make sure you had enough Kleenex, put on a movie, and then leave you to your dark lair of sickness.
I am under the cynical belief that men only bring women soup in Tupperware in movies. I think this is a myth and any woman who has told me about their non boyfriend doing it for them….liars. Sorry, I’m sick and a little grouchy. Actually one of my close girlfriends had this happen to her a couple weeks ago. This guy she has been seeing for about a week or two dropped by her place with soup, I immediately approved of him. Because here is the other thing, us girls not so hot when sick. So if your dude is willing to stand by your side and not just text, “Hit me up when you feel better”, then I’d say he gets a gold star at the very least.
Francisca Valenzuela was born and raised in San Francisco until the age of 12 when she moved to Chile, which is where her family originates. This song Que Seria has nothing to do with this post topic. Except for sometimes when I am sick and can’t think straight I enjoy music that I can’t understand. It’s weird I know. You can find the lyrics translated to English if you want, but I think the video and her poetics say enough.
Friday, October 7, 2011
Wildfire
This video is from SBTRKT and is actually one guy. He is a DJ named Aaron Jerome from London. However this track, Wildfire features Swedish-Japanese singer Yukimi Nagano from the Swedish Electronic band Little Dragon. You Tube this and you’ll see Drake also released a remix of this song. Of course, because this blog is for women vocalist I am sharing with you Yukimi’s version, which I love and think is very very sexy, even if the video is very very creepy. Although dating is like that sometimes, both sexy and creepy, you never know what you’re going to get.
Monday, October 3, 2011
Can't Shake This Feelin'
There is always the one that got away. Whether you two are actually good for each other or not when you think about them you can’t help but wonder. As you may have picked up on by now I do not go for safe predictable guys probably because I am neither myself. Do remember those stupid Myspace quizzes, “Which flower are you?” and 21 year old floosies would answer “Lily” or “Rose“. I’m pretty sure if I was lame enough to take that quiz I would have been a Venus Fly Trap. I look calm and docile, but get too close and watch out. I really do not mean to be, but like most single women my age I cannot help it. Cynicism has been engrained through all the bad first dates and deceitful jerk offs I have had the disgrace of knowing. I wish there was a handy dandy “good guy” compass that could point me in the direction of a trustworthy man.
There is a man in my life that is slipping away. In fact I’m pretty sure it is Game Over. I will say that I put myself out there and made the fatal chick mistake of asking where it was going. I found that if you have to ask this question you are headed to Dumps Ville USA. At the time however I was learning to date the hard way by trial and error. So I put myself out there and got slaughtered by the lets just have a good time axe. Through the course of a year we have had a bizarre friendship. I have actually watched him make out with other girls and not felt any jealousy. Time and time again I have heard him recount his most recent sexapades . Over a decade ago this fool was actually into me. I would ignore his calls because I thought we had nothing in common, okay actually I thought he was a huge dork. These days women fall all over him, which still surprises me how shallow these woman are. To me he will always be the tall gangly kid that lived an eternity away. Except this time if tomorrow he magically had a girlfriend I would feel crushed. Now something very important to know about Mr. Solo Dolo is that while I have seen this man in a spectacular display of debauchery on more than one occasion. I have also seen his incredibly humble and profound side. What freaks me out is that I understand him. I relate to his dark twisted side and I'm attracted to how he owns it. Now on the flip side I have had the pleasure of getting to know the man behind the roguish demeanor and have met few other human beings with that kind of heart. I have heard him with his friends, watched him with his family, and experienced first hand how he puts the people he cares about most above himself. A trait I’ve found is rare in men these days.
Now it is my bad luck to constantly be in the most awkward of situations. I do some crazy things and put myself into the position where I proclaim Ah! This is my life! So I was not super surprised when I over heard Solo in an argument with his buddy. Before you think I’m psycho pants I want to state I was stuck in the kind of situation where you think to yourself, do I stay or leave, either way it is bound to be a loose-loose situation. I hear the guys arguing about not being good enough. They want solid relationships, but feel they do not have anything to offer a girl. I of course wanted to offer my two cents immediately, but I kept quite. They continued to talk about what they wanted out of their lives and how they had a long way to go. In this moment I don’t think I ever felt more uncomfortable and hurt. Here I was a woman who had her shit together wanting this guy just the way he was and it went completely unnoticed. So what did I do. Well first I shut the door as to say I can hear this, awkward. Then when Solo came back to the room I pushed away and I pushed hard. I said all the things I knew would send him running for the hills. Basically, I said a lot of girly crap. And guess what happened. He didn’t even stop to put on his running shoes. So I won that Match…right? Then it happened again this weekend. I was hanging out doing the whole friend routine, which I’m actually not being sarcastic when I say, I love. So it was a large group and Solo of course ends the night with a random in his room. I know she was the “winner” due to the simple fact that she was the last to leave the room. This is the first time it stung. It stung like opening your eyes in salt water, but for my soul. Attributing to this emotion is that I accidentally grabbed a peak of their make out session when all I wanted to grab were my sandals. Honestly, I have no idea if anything escalated beyond what I saw, but let's go with the proven track record and assume the deal was sealed. So why so many opinions now? Why after everything I have heard, seen, experienced do I care? How can you tell if a man is worth the fight or if he needs to kick rocks? And in any case when do commitment-phobes stop running from people who scare them most, the people that genuinely want to be there for them?
Here’s an artist that taps into your soul. Her voice is absolutely amazing. I love how she is a symbol for strength and femininity. Adele has an official video for Someone Like You, but live she is a powerhouse, so I choose the Letterman video instead.
There is a man in my life that is slipping away. In fact I’m pretty sure it is Game Over. I will say that I put myself out there and made the fatal chick mistake of asking where it was going. I found that if you have to ask this question you are headed to Dumps Ville USA. At the time however I was learning to date the hard way by trial and error. So I put myself out there and got slaughtered by the lets just have a good time axe. Through the course of a year we have had a bizarre friendship. I have actually watched him make out with other girls and not felt any jealousy. Time and time again I have heard him recount his most recent sexapades . Over a decade ago this fool was actually into me. I would ignore his calls because I thought we had nothing in common, okay actually I thought he was a huge dork. These days women fall all over him, which still surprises me how shallow these woman are. To me he will always be the tall gangly kid that lived an eternity away. Except this time if tomorrow he magically had a girlfriend I would feel crushed. Now something very important to know about Mr. Solo Dolo is that while I have seen this man in a spectacular display of debauchery on more than one occasion. I have also seen his incredibly humble and profound side. What freaks me out is that I understand him. I relate to his dark twisted side and I'm attracted to how he owns it. Now on the flip side I have had the pleasure of getting to know the man behind the roguish demeanor and have met few other human beings with that kind of heart. I have heard him with his friends, watched him with his family, and experienced first hand how he puts the people he cares about most above himself. A trait I’ve found is rare in men these days.
Now it is my bad luck to constantly be in the most awkward of situations. I do some crazy things and put myself into the position where I proclaim Ah! This is my life! So I was not super surprised when I over heard Solo in an argument with his buddy. Before you think I’m psycho pants I want to state I was stuck in the kind of situation where you think to yourself, do I stay or leave, either way it is bound to be a loose-loose situation. I hear the guys arguing about not being good enough. They want solid relationships, but feel they do not have anything to offer a girl. I of course wanted to offer my two cents immediately, but I kept quite. They continued to talk about what they wanted out of their lives and how they had a long way to go. In this moment I don’t think I ever felt more uncomfortable and hurt. Here I was a woman who had her shit together wanting this guy just the way he was and it went completely unnoticed. So what did I do. Well first I shut the door as to say I can hear this, awkward. Then when Solo came back to the room I pushed away and I pushed hard. I said all the things I knew would send him running for the hills. Basically, I said a lot of girly crap. And guess what happened. He didn’t even stop to put on his running shoes. So I won that Match…right? Then it happened again this weekend. I was hanging out doing the whole friend routine, which I’m actually not being sarcastic when I say, I love. So it was a large group and Solo of course ends the night with a random in his room. I know she was the “winner” due to the simple fact that she was the last to leave the room. This is the first time it stung. It stung like opening your eyes in salt water, but for my soul. Attributing to this emotion is that I accidentally grabbed a peak of their make out session when all I wanted to grab were my sandals. Honestly, I have no idea if anything escalated beyond what I saw, but let's go with the proven track record and assume the deal was sealed. So why so many opinions now? Why after everything I have heard, seen, experienced do I care? How can you tell if a man is worth the fight or if he needs to kick rocks? And in any case when do commitment-phobes stop running from people who scare them most, the people that genuinely want to be there for them?
Here’s an artist that taps into your soul. Her voice is absolutely amazing. I love how she is a symbol for strength and femininity. Adele has an official video for Someone Like You, but live she is a powerhouse, so I choose the Letterman video instead.
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