The mind-boggling things Kanye West says.

He just might be the most ignorant person alive.  And the fact that he actually thinks that his opinion has value is hilarious. Someone, i'm not sure who, told this guy that he is the bees knees and it has turned him into quite the attention whore. First he takes the focus off Hurricane Katrina and on to him by accusing George W. Bush of hating black people. What Kanye is ignorant about is that Bush doesn't have anything against black people, he just is a bad president and not smart enough to help the situation. If he hates anyone it would probably poor people. Now poor Taylor Swift, who seems like the nicest celebrity out there, got her first VMA acceptance speech interrupted by the attention whore. The funny thing is he was supporting Beyonce, who looked embarrassed and like she didn't even want his support. She is not a woman who needs someone to stand up for her. And if she did, her husband is Jay-Z who has waaaay more 'street cred' than Kanye. I predict by this time next year Kanye West's only friends will be prostitutes...from New Orleans.

Guys...the most mind-boggling of all!

My bff Andrea came to visit me in Chicago over labor day weekend. Sunday night ended up being a very random and strange night. We were out in Wrigleyville. It was my first time going to the bars in this neighborhood so I wasn't sure what bars to go to or what to expect. We got out the cab outside of Cubbie Bar. It wasn't 2 seconds before we got hit on, in a language we couldn't understand none the less. We rejected them, but polite like a lady. Apparently women need to get mean to get their point across because they wouldn't shut the hell up! They kept rambling about doing the rumba. 

We moved on to Slugger, got some drinks, and landed at a good table next to the men's restroom. Not the best spot as far as smell goes, but we got to look at every guy in the bar as they walked past. We moved to another table a little later and noticed some pretty nasty looks directed at our outfits. They were a little too fashion forward for the bitchy girls I guess. It took me back to high school...Remember when people made fun of you to mask their own insecurities...'sigh' Those were NOT the days. 

After the bitchy girls got us in the background of their picture we moved on to another bar. This bar was playing music that seemed more fitting for our outfits. We actually got a lot of compliments at this bar. There were a lot of cute guys there. One guy bought us shots of whiskey, not my fav, but I took it like a champ! Okay Andrea took it like a champ, I took it like a chump. I really hate whiskey! This guy was odd. He said it was his birthday, but he was buying us and his friends drinks. When I asked him why he said "because I'm loaded!" Oh, wow, don't be so modest! He was odd though, he would buy us drinks and then disappear. There were a lot of weird, drunk men out Sunday night. One guy kept giving me the 'come hither' look and wanted me to dance with him. I finally got up so I could reject him up close. He asked me to go to a bar downtown with him and said he was staying in a hotel near it. He said it was perfect for me that he was out of town. My jaw dropped when he said this because he basically came out and said he wanted a one night stand, but I'm not sure how he thought that was perfect for me. I turned around and ignored him the rest of the night. The last two guys who hit on us that night were actually pretty cool. They weren't disgusting and hitting on us at all, but having a conversation with us. They invited us to Wiener Circle with them and we shared a cab over there. One guy even offered to pay. We're eating our char dogs and cheese fries and having a good time. But we got up to leave and didn't ask for my number. It was odd. Why would you invite two beautiful women to hang out with you and then not even bother to get a number. If not to date, but to just hang out. I don't know, it was so weird, I can't explain the situation.

Andrea and I got the best of all types of guys. The conceded, the pushy, the slutty, and the socially awkward. Currently I'm on a quest for better bars with better guys. Let me know what you suggest.  

Windy City, Chi-town, Chicago, whatever you call it, I live there!

I recently moved to the 'windy city' for bigger and better opportunities. However, it took me a month to find a job and it's a part time sales position, a job i've been doing since I was 16. You'd think that Forever 21 would be able to give a young professional with a bachelors degree in fashion design and fashion merchandising minor in marketing a better position (and better pay at that) than a sales associate. Whatev's...

I'm doing my design internship at Dame Couture, a company that makes custom bridal gowns. It's pretty small, but I get a lot of hands on learning. It took me FOREVER to find a design internship. This economy sucks major. People don't even want free help, wtf? I had been trying to get a design internship in Chicago since 2008. One company I applied to, Henry Lee, finally wants to hire me as an intern. They're a little late, but I can't burn my bridges. I may be interning with them in the spring.

The area I live in can get pretty sketch when it gets dark. I get hollered at waaay too much and by nasty men I would never even look at. (It may sound snobby, but if you were me you'd say the same) I may bust out my pepper spray. It's so gross, what is going through their minds? And what's really frustrating is that the cute guys I wouldn't mind getting a look from don't even notice me. I thought coming to the city would make it easier to meet people, but the only way I can meet people is if I have money to go to bars to events. My goal is to actually have a life before the year is over. Until then you can find me in my cozy studio apartment working on my designs.