yummicoco: were you mad at me for the hair remark that I made earlier?
He gnarled his teeth and patted me on my head.
I interpreted his behavior as some candy talking.
It was also at the after party that I met a guy who was half ethopian/half saudi arabian but grew up in Sweden and was proud of his tight jeans.
EuroBama: I'm a designer and finance major. I wear tight jeans and everyone thinks I'm gay. But I just say that I dress better than they do.
ok.
Before going to Retreat and before wasting $50 fucking dollars on just yucca and beans at San Cubanos for cousin K's birthday (please stop the birthday dinners people!), I went to a hip hop event that I had no business going to.
Sponsored by another one of many nonsensical urban mags (except this one reads backwards. how prophetic.) and Green Label Art, the party boasted a performance by a special guest.
Was it Kayne? DMX? Hammer?
yummicoco to PR rep: hey, can you tell me who is performing because I have to go soon.
PR rep: it's a surprise.
yummicoco: well, can you tell me when he's performing?
PR rep: well, who says it's a he?
ok.
Ran into two old school cats that Lex and I had previously met at the Hearst Penthouse Party. Fat, unkempt cats that I mistook for losers were actually deeply entrenched in the hip hop world. It was nice to see them.
old school cat #2: whoa, there's chill!
And in rolled actor Chill Mitchell, best known for his stirring performance in House Party.
Moment of Silence for House Party.
In the film, Chill could not stop bumping into the DJ table, much to the chagrin of spin master Dragon Breath Bilal, played by Martin Lawrence.
To see Chill in a wheelchair at the old school event was a big downer to say the least.
Another mood reducer was finding out that the special performance was going to be by EPMD.
yummicoco: oh, I remember when Erick Sermon was on Lisa Williams' Gay Rapper List.
old school #1: Who's Lisa Williams? WENDY Williams, you mean?
yummicoco: oh yeah.
oh yeah.
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