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The Beauty-ful Misadventures of *vanity kane*

Friday, November 24, 2006
... I have a secret crush :-) ...

Posted by *vanity kane* at 10:57 PM | 0 comments
Saturday, November 18, 2006
My gals and I (collectively known as Uber-Glam) tend to say and do some wild, outlandish, flat out hilarious things on a regular basis. I decided to chronicle the madness and add the weekly segment, "Great Moments in Uber-Glam History", to the blog. Aside from things I've said, I'm not going to attribute the quotes to anyone specific because I don't want to put them out there, lol. Trust me, I couldn't make some of this stuff up if I wanted to. Enjoy the first installment:

- "He just looks like he has a LOT of unprotected sex. Like, he just don't give a fuck..."

- "[Dirty Jerzey] looks like he jerks off every single night"

- "He looks like sex on a stick"

- "You need to find yourself a stomach-free stallion"

Oh yeah, I came across this little quiz and I thought I'd share it with you guys (because you obviously have nothing better to do then hang around here :-P)...

bold anything that applies to you (don't lie...)

001. I miss somebody right now.
002. I watch more tv than I used to.
003. I love black olives.
004. I love sleeping.
005. I own a home.
006. I wear glasses or contact lenses.
007. I love to play video games.
008. I've done something illegal.
009. I've watched porn movies.

010. I have been in a threesome.
011. I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.
012. I like my handwriting.
013. I have acne-free skin.
014. I respect Al Sharpton.
015. I curse frequently.
016. My perspective has changed a lot over the past year.
017. I have a hobby.

018. I've been to another country.
019. I carry my knife/gun/whatever with me everywhere I go.
020. I'm really, really smart.
021. I've never broken anyone else's bones.
022. I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal.
023. I love rain.
024. I'm paranoid at times.
025.
I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.

026. I need money right now.
027. I love sushi.
028. I talk really, really fast sometimes.
029. I have fresh breath in the morning.
030. I have long hair.
031. I have lost money in Las Vegas.
032. I have at least one brother and/or sister.
033. I was born in a country outside of the U.S.
034. I shave my legs.
035. I have a twin.
036. I live with both parents.
037. I couldn't survive without caller ID.
038. I like the way I look.
039. I have lied to a good friend in the past 6 months.
040. I know how to do cornrows.
041. I am usually pessimistic.
042. I have mood swings.
043. I think prostitution should be legalized.
044. I would kiss Angelina Jolie.
045. I have cheated on someone. (Cheating implies that someone was deceived.)
046. I have a hidden talent. (haha!)
047. I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.
048. I've had sex with fewer than ten people (FAR fewer thank you very much!).
049. I am currently single.
050. I have kissed someone of the same sex (don’t ask! Lol).
051. I enjoy talking on the phone.
052. I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.
053. I love to shop.
054. I would rather shop than eat.
055. I would classify myself as ghetto.
056. I'm bourgeoisie and have worn a sweater tied around my shoulders.
057. I am obsessed with my diary.
058. I don't hate anyone.

059. I'm a good dancer.
060. I don't think Mike Tyson raped Desiree Washington. (huh?)
061. I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.
062. I have a cell phone.
063. I watch Mtv on a daily basis.
064. I refill Evian/Aquafina bottles.
065. I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months (the girls know about this one).
066. I would like to do nude modeling (only if KING counts).
067. I have never been in a real relationship before.
068. I have rejected someone before.
069. I'm in love with someone.
070. I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.
071. I want to have children in the future.
072. I have changed a diaper before.
073. I've had the cops called on me before.
074. I bite my nails.
075. I am a member of the Tom Green fan club.
076. I'm not allergic to anything.
077. I have a lot to learn.
078. I have dated someone at least 10 years older or younger.
079. I plan on seeing Ice Cube's newest "Friday" movie.
080. I am very shy around the opposite sex.
081. I'm online 24/7, even as an away message.
082. I have at least 5 away messages saved.
083. I have been rejected by someone.

084. I have made a move on a friend's significant other in the past.
085. I own the "South Park" movie.
086. I have avoided work to play on OD.
087. When I was a kid I played "doctor" with a neighbor or chum.
088. I enjoy country music.
089. I truly love my best friend(s).
090. I think Pizza Hut has the best pizza.
091. I watch soap operas.
092. I'm obsessive, and often a perfectionist.
093. I have used my sexuality to advance my career (this is debatable, lmao).
094. I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.
095. I know all the words to Slick Rick's Children's Story.
096. Halloween is awesome.
097. I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.
098. I have dated a close friend's ex.
099. I'm happy as of this moment.
100. I have gone scuba diving.
101. I've loved someone I haven't met.
102. I've kissed someone I knew I shouldn't have.
103. I play(ed) a musical instrument.
104. I strongly dislike math.
105. I'm procrastinating right now.
106. I own and use a library card.
107. I fall in lust more than in love.
108. Cheese enchiladas rock.
109. I think The Lord of the Rings is one of the greatest stories ever told.
110. I'm obsessed with the tv show "The O.C."
111. I am resentful that I have to grow up.
112. My demeanor changes around different people.
113. I think the world would be a better place if people smiled more often.
114. I think ramen is one of the best foods in the whole world.
115. I am suffering from a broken heart.
116. I am a nerd.
117. No matter where I am or who I'm with, I always seem to be lonely.
118. I am left-handed and proud of it.
119. I try not to change who I am for someone else.
120. My heart resides below my feet.
121. I have had sex with someone I was not in a relationship with.
122. I enjoy smoothies.
123. I have had major surgery.
124. I have adopted a pet from the ASPCA.
125. I am listening to Radiohead right now.
126. Some people call me by a nickname.
127. I once stole a music stand.
128. I like pumpkin pie.
129. I love NASCAR!
130. I own over 200 CDs.
131. I work 7 days a week.
132. I don't have the ability to make decisions without changing my mind.
133. People tell me I have a horrible sense of humor.
134. I'm still in my PJs.
135. I'm looking for love in all the wrong places.
136. I have a tendency to fall for the wrong people.
137. I'll try anything three times.
138. Done drugs other than alcohol or cannabis.
139. I'm having trouble sleeping.
140. I am a cuddler.
141. I love John Waters films.
142. I have made a pornographic videotape (not…exactly…lol!)
143. Sloth is my favorite deadly sin.
144. One of my boobs is bigger than the other.
145. I know all the words to the Firefly theme song.
146. I love Dr. Pepper.
147. I'm a programmer.
148. I can't explain why I'm unhappy at times.
149. I own and have read all of the Harry Potter books.
150. I like to smell my own hair.
151. I carry a book with me almost everywhere I go (a notebook).
152. I have an eating disorder (had, but that’s a story for another day…)
153. I have flown to a different country to see a band.
154. I've been hospitalized for mental reasons.
155. I have survived totaling a car I was driving.
156. I am addicted to a Manga/anime.
157. Somehow I always seem to get myself into trouble.
158. I have dated someone for longer than 5 years.
159. I have been hit by flying Eric Szmanda spittle.
160. I have lived in three different countries.
161. I have tattoos.
162. I have lost someone I cared about deeply.
163. I've filled out an obscenely long quiz.
164. I am not human until I've had some form of caffeine.
165. I can't use can-openers.
166. I have been bungee jumping or sky diving.
167. My cell phone is with me 24/7.
168. I love Hawthorne Heights.
169. I am addicted to Pepsi.
170. I love John Wayne movies.
171. Jesus rocks.
172. I can't sleep during the daytime.
173. I am on the phone right now.
174. I couldn't live without my computer.
175. Ranch dressing is the best.
176. I've won the lottery.
177. I'm in love with an ex (eh, this is also debatable).
178. I don't wear underwear.
179. I like bananas.
180. I know all the words to We Didn't Start the Fire.
181. I like to go fishing.
182. I love someone who lives out of state.
183. I'm in love with more than one person (I have loved more than one person).
184. I own over 200 DVDs.
185. I don't have to study to make good grades.
186. I'm the "middle man" a lot of times.
187. I've owned a python.
188. I've caused a marriage to break up.
189. I prefer cats to dogs.
190. I sleep on the floor more than in a bed.
191. I use WinMX and I'm proud of it!
192. Someone loves me right now.
193. I keep my emotions bottled up.
194. I am an aunt/uncle.
195. I get along with my in-laws.
196. I think Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie are cute together (even though she's a homewreaker).
197. I'd rather sleep beside someone than alone.
198. I love teddy bears.
199. I sleep with a stuffed animal every night.
200. I think this was WAY too long.

Posted by *vanity kane* at 1:01 AM | 0 comments
Thursday, November 16, 2006
I need to stop listening to freaky songs while it's raining, because somehow I always end up reminiscing about the past. It almost makes me want to call Broken Glass and say (as Dirty Jerzey so eloquently put it), "Remember that time we sexed? Yeah, let's do that again..." {sigh} Almost...

I think the rain really has me going right now because I've been giddy about the lovely weekend I spent in New York with Big Business. I decided to be a big girl and sneak off to see him without telling anyone where I was really going. Why? Because I knew that the girls would interrogate me and that Grandma would not be pleased at the thought of me fraternizing with a man overnight. Was it spontaneous? Yes. Kinda risky? Yes. Out of character? Yes. Do I regret doing it? No, at least not right now

Anywho, Big Business picked me up at the bus station and from there we went to his place in Newark. We caught up with each other on the way there and he even checked if my nails were real (don't ask, but I let him know that not a damn thing on me is made of plastic *hee hee*). I would like to think that he was excited to spend some time with the voice on the other end of the phone, at least he told me he was. He was a gentleman for the most part, even though he didn't carry my heavy ass overnight bag. I figure I'd let that small indescrestion slide. By the time we got to his place we were both tired so we decided to "turn in" for the night. Before you all start freaking out, we did NOT have "relations" that night. What did we do? Eh, maybe a little kiss here, maybe a little kiss there. Nice girls don't tell that information ;-)

The next day we hoofed it to Brooklyn and hit this Carribean spot for an early dinner (big ups to the Brawta Cafe on Atlantic Avenue. The service was horrible but the food was to die for). For some reason my nerves began to kick in while we were dining. I always get this way when a new guy comes into the picture. I get so scared and nervous that I either resort to the ol' "giggle & jiggle" or I let my playful demenor subside completely. All in all I usually end up looking like a total ditz. I started fiddling with the flower arrangement on the table before I admitted to him the I was nervous, then he kind of just looked at me and smiled & chuckled, which made me even more nervous. I'm sure that gassed his ego up quite a bit. After we ate we hit the Brooklyn Bridge and the promenade. Sadly that brought back memories of going there with Song Cry last year. The nostalgia was getting to me a bit because I wanted Big Business to hold my hand, wrap his arms around me as we strolled down Clark Street, all that cute couple-y stuff. I immediately reminded myself that Big Business and I are nowhere near the level that Song Cry and I were last year, but I think he finally caught on to all the hints I dropped him and draped his arm around me as we sat and looked out on the Manhattan skyline.

We left Brooklyn and headed for Times Square where we topped the night off with a kati roll and ice cream from Cold Stone before going back to Jersey (be a fatty and get the Apple Pie a la Cold Stone ASAP). It was cute, we had two spoons and everything. We even made a brief stop into an "adult entertainment" store. Good times were had by all. We were both so tired on the way back that we rode in comfortable silence on the PATH train. I was so utterly content with my visit, but all the while I had everything The Editor told me in the back of my mind. Was I the only girl he was thinking about? I had to be, I brought my ass all the way to New York to spend time with him. I refuse to play the fool again, so even though I'm excited about the possiblities this has I'm keeping my eyes open. I have no choice but to.

On a beauty related note, I am SO excited about the limited edition Sephora Monopoly game. It's available in select Sephora locations as well as online. I think this would make a fabulous Christmas gift for the beauty junkie in your life *hint hint http://www.sephora.com/browse/product.jhtml?id=P168712&searchString=monopoly*...


;-)

Posted by *vanity kane* at 4:26 PM | 0 comments
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
So, I decided to unofficially go off my self-imposed strike against the male species and start talking to someone new. I know I know, you’re probably thinking, “oh lord, here we go again”. Skeptics take heed, this one’s a little different:

Big Business hit me up on facebook (the root of all evil) shortly after homecoming. He’s a recent HU alum, and he now works out of New York while working on his master's. A real cutie pie, baby-faced and bronze (just like yours truly). After sending me his digits along with a note telling me to get at him with my “fine self”, I knew it was time for a background check. I saw that The Editor was listed as one of our mutual friends, so I figured I’d see what he had to say about his boy. Needless to say The Editor didn’t give Big Business rave reviews. Apparently there was an issue between the two about the fact that Big Business, ahem, “knew” The Editor’s ex just shortly before she started dating The Editor (the other side of this story is quite interesting, but more on that later). There was also talk of Big Business just being an all around d-o-g during his time at Howard, which of course originally deterred me from accepting his advances. The last thing I really needed was another chauvinistic asshole to add to my collection. Unfortunately this did nothing but spark my curious nature, so I decided to give him my number anyway against The Editor’s wishes. What can I say? I’m a hard-headed brat ;-)

My initial phone conversations with Big Business were flirtatious and a bit suggestive, which led me to believe that he was just after my goodies like almost every other guy I encounter online or otherwise. I thought it was kinda thirsty when he first called me while he was at work. He wondered why he hadn’t seen me on campus just before playfully stating that he would have scooped me up long ago if he had. He affectionately called me his “Computer Love” and asked me if I believed that I could fall for someone after talking to them for just 2 minutes. Yeah…he was laying it on THICK. At first I wasn’t going to pay him any mind after hearing what The Editor had to say about him. I don’t know if this is bad but at first I kinda just liked hearing him talk, his voice is hella sexy. I think he soon realized that I wasn’t just some brainless, buxom floozy after I made a few witty retorts and began to have deeper conversations with him. I came out and told him about my issues with my father and how that has affected my love life, and it didn’t even scare him away. He admitted that he did his dirt back in the day, but he’s so focused on his career now that he can't to have a frivolous fling with some random “big booty freak” (his words, not mine). Quite honestly I think we became the opposite of what we expected of each other. If he really was the guy The Editor claimed he was 2 years ago, only time will tell if I’ll be able to teach this old dog some new tricks.

I respect Big Business for being upfront with me. He likes what he sees, and I can’t blame the man for having great taste *wink*. I’ve always had a thing for men with a certain bravado. He has a sexy confidence about him and I love a man who knows what he wants, it saves me the trouble of figuring it out myself. I just don’t want to get too hyped up about all this because I know I’m going to begin developing this fairy tale image in my mind as I always do. You see, my imagination doesn’t just run away with me: it hops on a private G-5, sips on Dom P, goes on a marathon shopping spree in Paris, and drinks tea with The Queen. Any one who knows me will tell you that my heart has never understood the concept of moderation.

This situation is most refreshing to me because took each other by surprise because we have been open and honest with each other from the jump. More importantly there are no obligations. All our cards are laid out on the table, so there’s no room for bluffing. Not since Song Cry have I been able to open up freely to a man and just be myself. I make him laugh and he makes me smile. That’s something I really haven’t done in quite some time. I think I have him about as curious as he has me at this point. Could this be love at first key stroke? Eh…I wouldn’t go that far, at least not yet.

The best thing for us to do right now is to just take things slow. I’m still getting Broken Glass out of my system, and he’s about 4 months out of his last relationship. We’re working on trying to fit in some in person quality time before I head home for the semester. We even toyed with the idea of spending New Year’s Eve with together in Times Square. I’m going to try my best not to get too caught up this time around, but quite honestly I’m intrigued and I want to see where this goes. Curiosity may have killed the cat, but I’ve still got about six lives left. Let’s go little kitty cat…

Posted by *vanity kane* at 12:08 PM | 0 comments

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