* I went to the coolest nightspot last week. 25 and up. Beautiful black people everywhere. Beautiful because everybody had their own styles and rocked the hell out of them -- locks, twists, straight, curly, weaves, bald. Folks moved with confidence but not snobbishness. Engaged in conversation with perfect strangers -- male or female -- with no ulterior motive and no drama.
And then when it couldn't get any cooler, two pretty men with butter for skin told me excuse me. I moved out of the way as they made their way to the DJ. He announced them as Chico and James Debarge. WHAT!! Very cool night. (Those guys are so pretty by the way -- not so much sexy, at least not too me -- but so pretty. What do they use on their skin???? Also, they were much thinner in person than I expected.)
* Did I mention that I got my nose pierced a couple of months back? I didn't? Oops, my bad.
* Going to a friend's party tomorrow. It's a laidback thing, taking my son with me. Could get somewhat interesting, though. She set me and another friend of hers up, but it didn't work out. He'll be there, too. And probably with a date. It's like whatever. It's all good. I will, however, be looking fresh to def. Trust.
* Wanna see a before/after nose picture?