First off, I just want to say that I LOVE my readers. Not just because they’re Papierdoll readers, but for the mere fact that they possess a patience (they would have to with this blog) that is top rate. I mean, I try my hardest to blog regularly, but with being on the road and not having a computer I can travel with I’m pretty limited in my time when I can log in my entries. So I THANK YOU from the top and bottom of my heart. I also want to let Sam (Mr. Financials as I like to call him) to know that I do appreciate his patience too.

Now on to the juicy stuff. I’m back….finally! I know you are all probably wondering what in the world have I been doing since my last blog, but it is just the same story check in hotel, do show, check out hotel, with the occassional “Rock Star” partying antics. A few days ago I was in Washington D.C. for our Kennedy Center show, which I must say was pretty good. However, that’s not the “meat and potatoes” of the D.C. trip, I also partied. We went to the club hot spot H2O. This club was off the hook, but I guess any club can be off the hook when you are VIP all night. I drank and was merry and even danced to the occassional reggae tune. I met a couple of guys which was cool, but one that stood out reminded me of my “CRUSH” that I had mentioned in my last blog. This guy was the epitomy of sex, and trust me if my roommate wasn’t a bit tipsy that night…sex is what this guy and I would have been having. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t condone casual sex (at least not all the time), but being on the road does take a toll on you.

Speaking of my crush, which I will refer to as “Mr. Confused” and his lady love as “Ms. Delus Pimp”, has really gone mad by becoming the puppy dog to “Ms. Delus Pimp”. It is truly sad coming from someone who claims that he is such a ladies man. I mean if you could see what he looks like, what she looks like, and how he acts, you would have never pieced that puzzle together in a million years. She’s not bad looking, as a matter of fact she is actually pretty, however she is soooooooooo not his type by first glance (and I am not just saying that because I have a mini crush on him), opposites do attract. Coversations that I have had with the other witnesses have agreed with me as to him either being completely brainwashed or actually falling in love…. on tour! Who does that? Obviously Mr. Confused does. And to add insult to injury, but he doesn’t know it, she heavily FLIRTS, not flirt, with another guy directly in front of his face. Therefore, Mr. Confused has also been bit by the stupid bug. Hopefully he’ll come around, just like his counterpart “Mr. On 10 All The Time”.

Mr. On 10 All The Time, did a straight Brad Pitt on another participate of this traveling reality show… “Ms. Didn’t See It Coming”. I actually feel sorry for her in a “having compassion” sort of way, however because of my cynicism and pessimism I can’t feel sorry for long. The chick fell in love on tour of all places. That’s like me being on a Usher tour and being depressed because Usher doesn’t wish to commit. What the…..? To make matters worse his “Angelina Jolie” is her seat mate on the tour bus. Drama, drama, drama.

Well kiddies, now its time to say good bye to all my blog reading friends. Next blog, should be real good. We just received a new addition to the cast and everyone is freaking out thinking she is a replacement. I wonder how this will all pan out. Stay tuned……

Trim: another word for intercourse, relations, bang, etc.

I normally don’t write about my lack thereof, of trim, but this tour has really extended my drought longer than I thought. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Ok, now that I have that off my chest.

Today was pretty uneventful, except for the typical show of “The Tour”. We are in Princess Anne, Maryland. Possibly one of the most boring little towns there is. I did the show. It was fine, but as usual we finish the show so late that there is barely any restaurants open to get something to eat. However, tonight I’m in for a treat because as hungry as I was, finding out that we are staying at possibly one of the few or only college campuses that Pizza Hut does not deliver to really fueled my already aching hunger pains. Go f****ing figure. So I trek my butt over to the student center to find something to eat, and Eureka! I find a little night spot that serves up til midnight. I get my shrimp basket and head back to my hotel to chow down.
My next entry will be an ode to my crush on the tour and why he is so oblivious to what he could have……. Moi! I would tell more about this, but the girl he is fooling around with on the tour is in close proximity of me and my computer.
Til then…..safe travels.

Ok, I’ve finally had some fire put up under my ass to get on the ball and write this blog. Thanks Sam ! I want to apologize to my readers, but in keeping with the great American way of excuses……this fashion tour is more time consuming and tiring than not. I never know when I’ll get to a computer to write about all my experiences on the road.

While I was here in NYC for a week, I tried to get in as much shopping as possible. I really wanted to do some damage vintage shopping, but had such a hard time finding any vintage stores. At one point during my shopping journey, I felt like Brad Pitt in the Angelina/Jennifer square off…..LOST!!!! I did happen to find one thrift store on a side street behind Canal St. . It was pretty lame. Finding my black Vivienne Westwood pencil skirt for $8.00 made up for it. My mind and my pocketbook were stimulated when I went to Gallagher’s Art and Fashion Gallery located at 111 4th Ave on the corner of 12th Street in the Village. I fell in love with this place and would have stayed longer if I didn’t have to get a friend off to the shuttle to get back on his flight. The gallery isn’t really large, but it has a LARGE selection of books from photography to fashion to architecture. It’s an intellectual utopia.

I finally met with Sam the business manager and Michelle, the editor of Papierdoll, and had such great time, I didn’t want to leave. I also met David, who was just as much fun. We went to City Crab, drank, ate, and were merry. It was nice. I felt (just to warn you I’ll always make my analogies in reference to pop culture) like I was in a scene from St. Elmo’s Fire when everyone is in thier favorite pub drinking and eating.

The shopping was great, the food was fab, but one can’t go to NYC without taking in the nightlife and because when I party, I do it like a ROCK STAR. I have to no qualms in telling of my late night rendevous in NYC. During my stay here I experienced 2 clubs and one private party - The Time Hotel, Lotus, and Deep. The Time Hotel was too pretentious for my taste on the night I went (Saturday, Oct. 1st); Lotus was rock star fun…loved it!; and Deep was as exciting as learning HTML. So I do have mixed emotions with my nightlife tour of NYC, but life goes on.

Tomorrow we leave what’s known as New York to ousiders and me, for our next show in Brooklyn. I will be sure to keep you abreast on my crazy life on the road!

Hello fellow fashionistas. Sorry I haven’t written in awhile, but the show (Ebony Fashion Fair) has been hectic as well as time consuming. I find myself, always wondering what to write about because there is so much you can talk about, fashion wise, that pertains to Ebony Fashion Fair (EFF). Therefore, I am going to talk about my vintage adventure in good ole’ bean town….Boston, MA. We arrived in Boston on Sept. 25th and I feel in love at first sight with the marina located right across from the Seaport Hotel (this is where our show was being held). Didn’t have much time to go shopping that day because I didn’t get back to my hotel from the fashion show until around 7pm and on a Sunday we all know the stores are closed.

The next day (Sept. 26th) I venture out to Newbury St., which from what I am told is like the Rodeo Dr. of Boston. But I have never been prisoner to label stores such as La Perla, Gucci, Prada, etc. Whenever I go to a new city I always, always scout out the vintage or consignment stores. Due to my oversleeping ( I was tired as hell), I was unable to truly check out all the vintage/consignment stores I could find.

So I came across one particular store, Second Time Around, and was in heaven when I walked in . Second Time Around has two stores located on Newbury St. and the first one I went to was the one located at 176 Newbury St. There I was greeted by an extremely friendly and knowledgeable sales associate, but forgot her name in the hunt for the perfect black slacks. Which I did happen to find - Diana von Furstenburg tuxedo pants for $30. Unheard of ! I also bought a beautifully beaded cardigan for $16 and a vintage Cartier wallet, that matches I purse I have, for $40.

Having been extremely satisfied with my purchases, the lady behind the counter directed me to go to their second store located at 252 Newbury St., which I did. There I found a boat load of items: A Prada skirt for $60, Louis Verdad top for $40, and Adidas vest for $12. Crazy huh! My thoughts exactly.

At the end of my mini consignment excursion, I spent about $150 total on everything and although I may not have much money to eat for the rest of the week, I will fashionably full.

Note: Second Time Around is located in Boston, MA at the following locations:
176 Newbury St. (617)247-3504
252 Newbury St. (617)266-1113

Tenisha

My devoted readers, if you don’t already know I have been given an oppurtunity of a lifetime to travel as the wardrobe department with the world’s largest traveling fashion show….Ebony Fashion Fair (EFF). During my travels Papierdoll.net has given me complete run to log all my experiences, adventures, and any other notions or revalations while on tour via my own blog.

Last night we just completed our fourth show in Fort Wayne, IN. By the end of the Fall tour we would have did 77 shows in 77 different cities…can you say “Tired as hell!!!” I will have to say that although this group is very new, with the exception of three model vetrans, each show keeps getting better and better. With beautiful models, great music, fun lighting, and the best and intriguing designer clothes that fashion has to offer, this is one show that you can not afford to miss.

However, though the show is fun and full of energy. There is really so much I can write on about it without sounding very redundant. Thus the reason I will not hold back on anything in this blog. This will be like my personal diary, but with a universal key so everyone can read. Think of this blog as a reality show in writing.

Stay tuned………