Hoodrat Wasted

As you all know, this past weekend was Halloween Weekend & today is actually Halloween. *blank stare* Of course you guys know....forgive me. I am still hungover. Yes....I drank the devil juice & got loose. *puts head down in shame*

inebriated & still badder than most.

Last week, my friend Patrice informed me that her cousin would be hosting some kinda masquerade/costume/halloween/hoodrat gathering/birthday party & asked if I'd want to attend. I promptly replied YES CHILE!! & ran off to various locations to begin the process of styling a deliciously envy-worthy costume. So Friday night comes & by this time I have recruited Jazz, my Partner In Crime/Eating Partner/Fattest Skinny Chick I Know/Bestie/Little Sister/Niece....yea, she's all that. Really. Lmao. So me, Jazz [@CocoaAllure], Patrice & her brother get to the venue which happened to be a.....BANQUET HALL.....and then to make matters worse I hear "Wifey" - Next playing. I don't even know if this event even had a DJ, for all I fuckn know, somebody's uncle was playing a Mix CD on his 1999 circa BoomBox. I felt like I was set off Soul Food 2. I can't. I simply can NOT.

Miseducation

     Everything is not what it seems. Even if it seems to be the way things are designed to be. Sometimes the conventional leaves far worse scars than the much feared alternative does. You live life the way you were taught to. You respect people the way you were taught to. You even love the way you were taught to. Only to find out years later that you were miseducated & led astray by incompetents who claim no responsibility for their negligence or even acknowledge it, no less. So now you're out in the world, lost. Swimming in the ocean of life & you don't even have a lifesaver to keep you from drowning. What you thought you knew, isn't really what you should know at all. So now you're just out here, winging it. Naive, misguided, & impressionable. And most times, you fall victim to those that prey on your kind. They feed off of your energy because in a sense, it is innocent & childlike because you seek guidance for issues you should have prior knowledge about. 

      You don't even really know what is going on in this matrix of life. So they take advantage of you because you can be molded & manipulated & they you shape into what they want you to be. You believe the illusion. Of course you would. You are completely oblivious to the fact that it is not reality but yet an altered form of it. But before you know it, that "new-play-thing" luster has worn off of you & they see a less tainted, more easily manipulated individual just skipping down the path & they shove you into the thorned bushes. Perplexed, resentful & wounded, you're left there to pluck all those thorns from yourself & carry on down the path of life only to cross paths with many more just like this. That innocence & naivety morphs into disdain & bitterness. You are now the opposite of the person you were once destined to be. You've changed. Not necessarily because you want to but as a survival tactic & defense mechanism. 

Beyonce On Top

So as I'm pulling an all-nighter filming & editing videos, I stumble across this little gem....Beyonce's teaser for her next video which is for "Love On Top." It kinda has like this 80s/New Edition vibe to it but it works. And I must say, Bey is looking fucking boughettoly GORG with her lil captain's hat thingy I'm sure she fought tooth & nail with Ms. West over & her lil hi-top sneaks I'm sure cost more than what I earn in 6 months. Accessories aside, I didn't spot the one I was looking for....the outline of the Supreme Ruler of ALL Celeb Kids (past present & FUTURE...even in utero, the Smiths kids get defecated on), the protrusion of all things Bootylicious & Brooklyn-esque, the baby bump of the fetus Knowles-Carter. *sighs* I guess she does what I do...film in bulk & release on a schedule.

Internet Moguling

So while I let the blog slightly fall by the wayside, I have been on Youtube & Facebook tryna get my mogul on, you know...tryna get to guru status & shit. So forgive me. I know you still love me. And for those of you have been asking me What exactly is RisqueGlam? here's a little back history.

RisqueGlam is a name a chose years ago, like back when Myspace was just starting out. Back then, I had a couple of websites. One I used as my blog & the other was my portfolio site. I was doing freelance graphic design at the time & even then I branding myself lol. My page on Myspace was one of my creative outlets because I would frequently update my page with a new layout featuring whatever digital art I created at that particular time. RisqueGlam is what I would describe my online persona as a designer to be. Very sexy & sassy, almost enough to make you blush but still glamorous & demure enough for others to aspire to be it.