Political DIVA!

Hello DIVA's and men readers (Iknow your out there lol)

I wanted to make this post more special then any other post. Divas have this bad rap basically saying divas don't like other divas and this is totally not true and I will prov this tonight!

I had so much fun at The White House Project this weekend and if you are not sure what I am talking about please log onto www.myspace.com/pinkpolkadot_org and check out our latest blog!

Besides that I want to express that many woman can gather and support each other!

AND WHEN YOU ADD WOMEN YOU DO TRULY CHANGE EVERYTHING!

Welcome to the Diva's Salon

Today I am serving up something different. Is that possible for me? I don't know but here we go!

I have so many random thoughts running through my head.

1) I must address some of the MySpace pages I have been seeing. Is there a need to have your whole damn fam on your profile? Like as soon as you kick out another kid you got pics posted all throughout the MySpace community! Like from the womb to the scanner! Its ridiculous. What happened to censorship? Keeping the kids safe???
by the way my personal page is www.myspace.com/zanade no worries there are no nude flicks or umbilical cords LMAO!!!

Speaking of nude pics why does every think they are all of a sudden Ms. Independent? Like Neyo please stop gassing these chicks up it's KILLING me! Either that or they "About da Business!" come on people!

2) Since you brought up the topic of children. Why are all these girls getting knocked up without planning for the future? I mean yes at 3 months Jordan's are not expensive but lets see you kick out $200 10 years from now!

That brings me to a time in my life where people would make fun of my clothes because I didn't wear Jordan's or expensive clothes but I was smart I thought of the long term effects of my purchases. I saved and most of the so called divas (lowercase ON PURPOSE) have nothing and they stay in the $10 store... hmm maybe I should invite them to my blog!

But the bigger picture is ... how are we raising our children? How can young teens raise these kids with no support? Where is their future heading? Can someone please tell them that many of the social services made readily available will be extinct pretty soon!

3) How freaking long does my stylist expect me to sit under this dryer? I really hate getting my hair done. I don't want to stare at weaves and open perm boxes. I want to get my set and go home. No mami no need to wrap I want to leave asap!

4) Assistants when will they ever learn?

5) Am I wrong for being independent and taking care of myself but when a man comes along I expect him to provide for me? Like seriously we are supposed to be taking care of each other right? GOOD

Victoria's Secret cost $$$$

6) Yes I am ADDICTED to nail polish! Seems like every person I say that to looks at me weird.

7) Some blogs I read inspire me and others shouldn't be posted.

8) I love feedback

9) Why did they play my man Stan O'neal? He was the man!!! Now the finance world is lacking and they blame the black man for shame :-(

I love the finance world in its good and bad times... I was studying for my MBA then left it to be a complaining blogging DIVA!

10) Life is short .... enjoy life .... buy what you will.... marry the best.... drive the flyest... Say w/e you likeeeeeee

Later

Z.

The more things change the more things some things remain the same

Reality

I hate complaints!! I dislike people who don't do anything but complain about everything. For instance lets take this evening where I had to play the lead role at Pink Polka Dot.. (my all girls org)

Its something more of moderating sessions between myself and the youths. I like to call this performing, because when I get in front of those adoring eyes I put on a SHOW! So here I am dancing and singing and shouting loudly when a certain somebody decides to "ahem" interrupt me!!!!!

PICTURE THIS...

The DIVASAURUS wearing a lovely blue and cream polka dotted dress with eyelet ruffles and tan Manolo's to match, DANCING and SINGING around the opera house tables. The fans being tantalized by my monstrous voice and seductive rolls and then a mortal questions my DANCE Routine!!!???!!!!???

The music stops and the band looks on as the DIVA gives it to her "AHHHHHHHHH"

Reality

I looked at the culprit with only a dangerous grin that certified my annoyance and sheer disgust that someone questioned me!

I ignored it and moved on.

Here's the thing don't say anything out of context to me and I won't look at you funny...

And the fact that this person nearly complained about my performance pissed me off. Then no less than an hour later tried to play nice to me!

Reality...

If you are not satisfied with the way things are then don't involve yourself in it or speak up at an appropriate time. Don't question the master's logic and you will be fine. Find a subtle way to say what is wrong. Because at this point a DIVA is mad.

But honestly the things I say and do is fabulous and in life there are people who will question you... Who says their question is worth anything? Complaints = dissatisfaction and that is one thing a true DIVA doesn't do and that is DISSATISFY

Ya Dig?

LOL

Talk to you soon!

Don't tell me 1/2 of the sToRy

Maybe I can be a bit harsh when I respond to my girls I would admit that but there are reasons why.... Check it out

My girls either think I am naive or overbearing I cannot call it but at times it gets to me. I have a gf who thinks I don't know what is going on in her life and hey maybe I need to know and maybe I don't but I am not stupid and I don't like lies. So my girl got something going on and she is not telling me the complete story. Honestly I have two friends doing this to me. I think its because they think I am judgemental but I am not; I give advice and I get results that's all.

So anyway one gf is telling me bits and pieces of what is going on with her personal life but then expects me to be supportive???? How can I be if I can't call the situation?

My other friend is leaving the country with another man she met in Jamaica. Maybe I should breakdown the story some more...

Sister girl went to Jamaica and met some guy and they had a hot and heavy week; we all know this rule "what happens in Jamaica stays in Jamaica!" well it was that sort of thing. Damn I am thinking I NEED TO GO TO JAMAICA! Anyway ....

The guy was beautiful compared to her fat nasty husband laying at home waiting for her return. She sorta got dick whipped (it was soooo good she could not think straight! you know what I mean don't you be naive lol) So she made plans to stay and I looked at the phone like she was out of he mind but I let it be. She returned and her husband flowered her with gifts and all the good stuff because he missed her so much. But then she surprised him with a last minute trip to Jamaica two months later and was not inviting him along. Now I know you would like to know the rest but shit she never told me! lol

All I know is a year later she is pregnant and blowing up my cell talking about the dude in Jamaica played her, and all this other nonsense and she wanted to have dinner with me so we can have a girls night out being that I had just broken up with my ex at the time! I mean she intentionally left me out the loop and now wanted support bit** PLEASE

And now to my crazy ass buddy who has something scandalous going on that she is not tellllingggg. The worst part is she told me half the story then got me involved in some mess but yall no miss DIVA is not going for that so I SHUT IT DOWN! so when the shi* hits the fan don't get at me! Like my man Kanye says "when it all falls down mannnnn" don't call me!

I need better friends or at least a trip to Jamaica!

Later yall

Z.

I got a case of CDD (Crazy Day Diva)

So today was more then enough for a DIVA, from talkative men on my way to work, crabby assistants, thought provoking interns, sealing a deal that a DIVA has been waiting for, lots and lots of hay, mass transit, a sparkling fashion show and overactive kids to top off my night!

So pull up a seat; or rather can I lay on your sofa and tell you about my day? I have about a hour right???

So I start my day as a DIVA head in the air ready to take on the world I pull out my Grant Writing for Dummies book and get started. But before I had a chance to put my earplugs in my ear this asian man starts talking so loud on his cell about mergers and only thing I was thinking was "Not right now please Lord!" It's 7 am in the morning come on now even I take a break from the madness... well not really but we are talking about him here! So I decide to put the book away and listen attentively.

As I get to work I look through all the things that should be done that I have not even completed and decide to probe my assistant who likes to piss me off by giving me one word answers in which I despise, but I guess that is her payback. I asked her to "do" a few things for me and after a week no progress so as a type a personality that I am I decided to "do" it all myself and have such a surprise for miss unsuspecting! But I will leave that up to the imagination. I like to complain yes but I like RESULTS and not when you think you want to give them to me. But I got it under control :-) She loves my crazy OCD ass!

I have a few interns that write for my newsblog and I love how creative they are and how they give me ideas for articles of my own because you know WE ARE ALL WRITERS AT HEART! I hired a new intern and she is a DIVA in training (trust me!) When I met her she amazed me with her Japanese drawings because you all should know I love Japanese culture. And the real reason she was hired was her skill for networking; at just 17 years old she handed me a business card!!!!!!!! That is a business mogul after my own heart. I love to see girls empowered to things above what they were labeled to do. AMAZING

Now I want to show you how grateful a bitchy, obsessive DIVA can be by saying in a few lines or less how happy I am that we sealed the penthouse deal for The Pink Polka Dot Org's Annual Career Conference! Thanks

Ok ok I lied! I have to talk all about it lol
I went to the venue space and was introduced to so many people it was great and they were very very kind and welcoming. This one designer (gorgeous by the way) Brian Dargon had a set up that required hay (yes hay for horses) his clothing line was inspired by downsouth barnyards or something to that effect and he wanted to create or rather he did create an actual barnyard with beautiful (again) BEAUTIFUL male models whew... anyway the owner of the space told me the funniest story of how pounds and pounds of hay arrived at the buildings doorstep and how he told the designer that all that HAY was not entering his building!!! LOL so the owner said he called the local police and donated all the hay to the lovely horses of NYC! CLASSIC ;-(

For blogging purposes I hate hate HATe NYC's Mass transit system .... ok DIVA count form 10

I have the best network any DIVA can ask for as my good friend Preston invited me to a fashion show in the city. So I brainstormed and decided to bring along some up and coming fashionista's from my org so that they can see for themselves how fab they are. They truly enjoyed walking around in a lux penthouse with designers and being asked questions and taking flicks FLICKS! One up and coming designer Passion (what a great name for this fashion DIVA, her real name by the way) got a chance to talk to Allison Jacobs a very beautiful designer who is soon to open her showroom in the city! Remember we all need REAL AND VISABLE GOALS AND ANYTHING IS possible!

Then finally and thank God the least my overactive girls became restless and hungry so we ate and jumped on the train. But that was not it they had to piss me off by acting like ducks on the train and obnoxiously saying QUACK every 10 seconds I wanted to SCREAM.... SO I DID

"Shut the hell up you spolied DIVAS!!!!" LOL

Life is GOOD

Z.

My period made me do it!

Ok I shouldn't tell you all this but I had a true bitch fest today. I was going through these wild emotions and could not figure out why. OK everyone gets it I am single and loving it right???

Right.

But today my thoughts was on high; I wanted to feel love today or some type of stimulating convo with someone older than 8!

I found myself texting ALL THE WRONG PEOPLE just to get this hump off my back but that DID not work. Then to top that off my younger sister was like Zanade do you think you will be single forever? (she asks me that while trying to secretly hide a hickey someone gave her BUT I WILL GET TO THAT LATER)

And I answered "SO!!!" because today I didn't want to be single. Ms. Manifesta says we (single women) often get those days where we don't want one night stands or booty call friends or gay buddies we just want a man A MAN damn it! Well today was it. I started to reflect on old relationships and began the cry me a river shit.

Then my trip to the bathroom made me realize why I had been acting crazy all morning... Little miss totally unexpected popped up! I started to breathe and laugh uncontrollably because I thought I was about to break the code and start looking for a man but oh no my home girl P got a sister's back!

Thanks P

I knew you were good for something LOL

Today was a crazy day :-)

Disgusted Diva

I had a whirlwind weekend everyone! But I want to highlight or after you read the subject matter you may want to call this low light. I encountered this woman or whatever you want to call her while exiting the train station in the city. This woman was rather anxious to direct me down the block after she noticed me staring at my phone fiddling with directions. "Where ya going?" the eager woman says and I simply brush her off like any REAL DIVA would. But she asks again "Where are you headed pretty lady?" so I entertain her for the moment and say I am looking for 37Th and 8Th and she flips her knapsack around her waist and says "Follow me!" so with conviction in my voice I say "OK".

Why struggle with HopStop?

I didn't really bother to look at her but then she began running her mouth about being homeless and this (directing traffic) being her profession. So I instantly became interested in her. I asked her why was she homeless and why didn't she choose to sleep in a shelter and she told me she would rather be free to do her drugs than be restricted by shelter staff to what time she had to be home. I mean in a way I understood because who wants to be TOLD what to do? But I didn't understand why she let drugs rule her being. I explained to her she is letting the drugs tell her what to do and she stared at me and whispered not a word.

What shocked me is that miss independent tried to play the con artist role on me by saying she was pregnant and needed food. So I could have been the gullible social entrepreneur but oh HELL NO I am not!!! I am the most FABULOUS SOCIAL ENTREPRENEUR DIVA around! Which means I take no shit from anyone. You didn't meet a nice tree hugger who cares about everyone and gives all she has to the needy. I uplift and serve and SHOP. I am not one to be used. So I told her that is not a very good hustle you have going on and she looked puzzled.

So as I approached my block I told her to get her life in order stop being weak and join a drug rehab and get into a shelter because at this rate she is looking to be killed! It is so true like someone may look at her as less than nothing as I first did and they may not care about her babies and drugs and traffic position.

What disgusted me the most was that she was a sister! She was down and out and didn't care. Drugs was more important and I feel her because sometimes LATTES are more important than my next meal but I would never go to that extreme. How do some people get to that point? Why do you not value who you are and your life?

Miss Independent I know you would probably never read this blog but to one DIVA to another person on the grind KEEP YOUR HEAD UP PLAY IT SAFE AND PLEASE VALUE WHO YOU ARE! NOT IN MEASURE OF DRUGS OR YOUR STAND AT BEING INDEPENDENT BUT BECAUSE YOU ARE SPECIAL YOU ARE NOT LESS THAN NOTHING!

Damn what a blog..........