Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Tuesday, 1 December 2009

Diva-Dence

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Over the past few months, we can all admit that financially, we’ve been in a zone that simply replicate the ghost towns, of the recent ambushed Afghanistan.

In due course we will overcome this terrible situation, we now call the recession, I tend to visualise it as, ‘the ghetto, getting bigger’ but let’s not get into that, so much more controversy can be caused. (If I want to, that is).

So down to the cream of the crop, or the cheese. Diva-Dence is nothing more than plain simple, sexy, oozing confidence. It’s not generic, so imitation isn’t a form of flattery when it comes to Diva-Dence .

There is and will always be people around you, who hope nothing more, than to see you fail –in each and every attempt you take to strive. These exact people should be forbidden from your life, especially if you notice the hatred they have towards you –how do you know if someone wants to see you fail?

You know if someone wants to see you fail when, they enjoy when you’re down, they don’t have wise words of encouragement, and they throw things back in your face –just to see you struggle.

But we all need to remember, how can someone make you feel bad about yourself, you’re not in a competition with your hearth and your brain, because when it comes down to it, the same blood is being circulated. We as individuals control how we feel about ourselves, therefore in hindsight we control how people feel towards us.

Confidence is an attraction, am I right? Diva-Dence however is irresistible.

Confidence can be quite obscure, you can act confident. But Diva-Dence is a lifestyle, it’s not being like Naomi or JLO, but it’s being YOURSELF. No one can eliminate your Diva-Dence and call it an act, because it’s how you are. How can someone tell you how to be? Isn’t individuality encouraged in society?

All I can continue to stress is, smile. And the day will be better. In these ironic, unfortunate times, we can’t afford to hate ourselves, if anything, we’re the one’s who we need to love.

For all those Confident Lads and Ladies out there. C’mon now! Diva-Dence is what you need.

Love, Peace and Diva-Dence

Therryi-Jay

xxx

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Friday, 13 November 2009

How About Love? Diva Style…..

With Scorcher recently releasing songs like, ‘Lipsin Ting’ and ‘I Invented Sex’. Love has been on the cranium.

We tend to hear our single friends complain about their relationship status, but on the other hand, we hear our friends who have the status (a lame excuse to have sex regularly, and not be bothered about it). Complain!

(Take this how you want to, but just because I have a bit more junk in my trunk, understand, that I know about Love).

To All The Singleton’s : We all want that special person, whether you’re heterosexual, homosexual or Megan Fox (bisexual). For the girls, you want that guy, the one that makes you cringe, smile and feel the most amazing butterflies.

Guys; well the last time I looked, I never had male genitals, so I think you should correct me if I have this wrong.

Guys, at first you want to just ‘buss a nut’. But deep down inside, you own a heart, somewhere between your balls and your throat. All you want, is an honest girl, let’s admit it, window shopping just isn’t the same anymore.

The problem we all face is, we’re never satisfied with what we have. We settle for less, and we moan when we don’t get enough, what do we want? In our little community, we’ve all seemed to link ourselves to, we have four types of guys, and four types of dolls.

GUYS: Thugs, Entourage, Mc’s and Box Boy. (The poor little guy, who is the target of all jokes).

GIRLS: Successful, Hoes, Groupies and Tag-a-longs. Which one does your name belong under?

Love, can’t be determined by the class system, you inaccurately put yourself in, that’s how all the problems in the world began. From the Apartheid, to the treacherous war of Somalia.

We can’t begin or continue to go against our hearts; good girls like thugs, but as attractive as his attitude is, or as good as his sex may be, the thug will act like a thug. And you’re heart is the broken one.

Guys are commonly going for girls who, wear 5000 coats of makeup, and their crutches replicate a sporting field, rather than the gap in the railing. –How dare one complain, when disappointment is a recurring fact of your life.

To get the dilly- dally, out of the way.

Go with what your heart says, not your influenced mind for, Beauty, Love and Life go together like chips and burger sauce, a perfect combination.

Peace, Love and Scorchers Lips.

Therryi-Jay

xxxxx

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Tuesday, 10 November 2009

Precious

We all think we’re the apple of our parent’s eyes, that we deserve all the good things that come to us almost not realising that hard work is needed; we all want to be considered Precious!

I saw the trailer for a film called Precious- presented by Oprah Winfrey and Tyler Perry, and I would like to say, I think this is a must see, I’d be lying to myself if I said this film didn’t hit me close to my heart, not because the main character Gabourey Sidibe is a larger than life lady, but because from what I’ve seen, Miss Carey-Cannon (Mariah) has also upped her devastating acting game since the poorly rated film Glitter.

I’ve also come to realise through a series of events that, I’m big and I’m beautiful, you may be small and sleek or a bit meaty but fashionable, my advice is just be yourself, whether you’re hated by your sworn enemy, or you’re insecure about the environment in which you choose to be associated with.

Well here’s the TRAILER

I hope you enjoy, and I hope I’ve sparked the anticipation from deep within the pits of your stomach.

Peace,Love and We’re All Precious

Therryi-Jay xxx

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