Saturday, March 29, 2008
Friday, March 28, 2008
put that bitch on BLAST
Dear Everyone,
This shit really blows my mind. Some crazy person (pictured at left...) with no self esteem and apparently no imagination has been reading my girl Franki's blog and then copying and pasting the entries into her own blog and fronting like she wrote them! What the fuck!?
Working in the fashion industry i see style biters all the time. Everyone knocks off everyone else's shit, and it's all in the name of seeing a trend and wanting to make fast money. Which is fucked up.
But taking actual blog entries and copying them into your own blog is an even more pathetic way to bite someone's style - diary style-biting. At the end of the day, the only point of a blog is to capture your day to day for antiquity. Maybe you blog so you can check it out in ten years and be reminded of what your life was like back in the day. Maybe you do it so you can make a few bucks on adsense. Maybe you do it because you like to write and you like the feedback from fellow bloggers. Maybe you just like the fucking attention. But the one thing about a blog is that it is YOUR OWN. So what's the fucking point of stealing blog entries...i'm guessing that this Chelsea bitch just likes the attention that a funny blog post garners, yet is too weak to actually write one herself.
Go here to see Franki's breakdown of the insanity.
So check Chels out and leave her your opinion. I'm hoping she'll extend an official apology to my homegirl. Fuck, I'm sure Franki would even write one for her to use!
xo
dee
p.s. Sorry for using your picture without permission, Chelsea, but I figured you probably wouldn't mind.
UPDATE: Frankie isn't the only one she stole posts from. I wonder if she had ANY original content...
UPDATED UPDATE: Riza just informed me that Chels deleted the blog.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
i love me a lil parrot
if i hadn't already met my soulmate i would think it was this dude:
i just read for days and days saying, i KNOW, me TOO!
i just read for days and days saying, i KNOW, me TOO!
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
"learn how to heal yourself and stop fuckin with the hospitals"
I just read this article on truthnews.com and was horrified to find out that American hospitals in all 50 states take DNA samples of every new born and test "for 56 various genetic disorders and variants" and then keep the test results and genetic information in the state's records. You can opt out of this program by signing paperwork when you are admitted to the hospital while in labor, provided that you KNOW about the program in the first place. and even if you do opt out you have no guarantee that your child will not still be entered without your knowledge.
Up until now i was opting for the pussiest way of delivery (no pun intended) - a scheduled c-section. i'm afraid of labor. I'm afraid of stretching. and tearing. but i'm more afraid of my child's genetic information being kept in a government file somewhere just waiting to be reviewed and flagged by the Third Reich if god forbid there is something genetically wrong with my baby. yeah, so i'm a little paranoid. but not without good fucking reason.
anyway, i came across this insane shit while trying to psych myself up for the fact that i'm going to have to do the damn thing in my own home, unassisted by doctors, forceps, needles, drugs, rules, and of course, DNA snatchers.
i had no idea this shit was even possible:
yes, i know, this is my most paranoid and conspiracy theoretical (?) post ever. i'll post about celebrities and streetwear tomorrow.
Up until now i was opting for the pussiest way of delivery (no pun intended) - a scheduled c-section. i'm afraid of labor. I'm afraid of stretching. and tearing. but i'm more afraid of my child's genetic information being kept in a government file somewhere just waiting to be reviewed and flagged by the Third Reich if god forbid there is something genetically wrong with my baby. yeah, so i'm a little paranoid. but not without good fucking reason.
anyway, i came across this insane shit while trying to psych myself up for the fact that i'm going to have to do the damn thing in my own home, unassisted by doctors, forceps, needles, drugs, rules, and of course, DNA snatchers.
i had no idea this shit was even possible:
yes, i know, this is my most paranoid and conspiracy theoretical (?) post ever. i'll post about celebrities and streetwear tomorrow.
Friday, March 21, 2008
Hater's Ball Dot Com
I pretty much mind my own business. If something really annoys me (like the tight sag) or i have to speak my mind about something (like smackheads having babies) then i do it. I mentioned a few months ago that this particular head named Shelley should probably try to stay sober since she was pregnant. i didn't judge her, i didn't say she was a whore (which she admits she is but who gives a fuck, that's her choice) and i didn't clown her lifestyle like most of the other anonymous bitches who only go to her site to hate on her. i just felt compelled to say Quit Fucking Drinking. Since then i have a stream of haters coming to my site to give me shit about my impromptu wedding. Here is the latest:
What the fuck? When did i mention how expensive my ring was or brag about money?
- dee goldie said...
i wasn't bragging about how much the ring cost, anonymous. Cartier wedding rings aren't that expensive. if you took five minutes to read this fucking blog you'd realize that i live fucking POOR and HAVE NO MONEY. i never brag about money. i don't HAVE ANY.
i'm just saying that i don't know of any trailer park or white trash couples that bought their wedding rings at Cartier, that's all.
jesus, if you are going to say i'm not classy at least back that shit up with something real.
and it's "read" not "red". not being able to spell is the opposite of class.- WHY? WHY bring that negative bullshit to my blog, why talk more shit about Shelley, and why waste your time hating on me? My wedding was fun, but if i really had money and was trying to be classy you think i'd have the damn thing at CITY FUCKING HALL? and we'd go the THE W BAR for the reception? FUCK no. All i was saying is that when trailer trash decides to get married i'm pretty sure the first place they DON"T run to is Cartier on Fifth Ave.
That whore Shelly is scum. I've red her before. It's also obnoxious to talk about expensive wedding rings. That is not something that makes you classy. Bragging about money is the opposite of class.
3/21/2008 3:54 AM