So I love this song by India Arie... It just makes me feel like I'm awesome.
Video
Sometimes I shave my legs and sometimes I dont
Sometimes I comb my hair and sometimes I wont
Depend on how the wind blows I might even paint my toes
It really just depends on whatever feels good in my soul
Im not the average girl from your video
And I aint built like a supermodel
But, I learned to love myself unconditionally
Because I am a queen
Im not the average girl from your video
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes
No matter what Im wearing I will always be India Arie
When I look in the mirror the only one there is me
Every freckle on my face is where its supposed to be
And I know our creator didnt make no mistakes on me
My feet, my thighs, my lips, my eyes; Im lovin what I see
Im not the average girl from your video
And I aint built like a supermodel
But, I learned to love myself unconditionally
Because I am a queen
Im not the average girl from your video
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes
No matter what Im wearing I will always be India Arie
Am I less of a lady if I dont wear pantyhose?
My mama said a lady aint what she wears but, what she knows
But, Ive drawn a conclusion, its all an illusion,
confusions the name of the Game
A misconception, a vast deception
Somethings gotta change
Dont be offended this is all my opinion
Aint nothing that Im sayin law
This is a true confession of a life learned lesson
I was sent here to share wit Yall
So get in where you fit in go on and shine
Free your mind, nows the time
Put your salt on the shelf
Go on and love yourself cuz everythings gonna be all right
Im not the average girl from your video
And I aint built like a supermodel
But, I learned to love myself unconditionally
Because I am a queen
Im not the average girl from your video
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes
No matter what Im wearing I will always be India Arie
Keep your fancy drinks and your expensive minks
I dont need that to have a good
your expensive car and your caviar
All I need is my guitar
Keep your Cristale and your pistol
Id rather have a pretty piece of crystal
Dont need your silicon I prefer my own
What God gave me is just fine
Im not the average girl from your video
And I aint built like a supermodelBut,
I learned to love myself unconditionally
Because I am a queen
Im not the average girl from your video
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes
No matter what Im wearing I will always be India Arie
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Changes
I listened to the presidential inauguration today on the radio while I was driving to work. I didn't vote because I am the biggest dumb dumb ever and missed the voter registration deadline. I know though that Obama wouldn't have been my first choice. Still, there is a part of me that holds a lot of hope for the next 4 years. We as a nation have chosen a president who has promised change and I'm going to give him the benefit of the doubt that he actually meant it. If there is one thing I've learned in my life it is that change is often a good thing even when the immediate repercussions may be uncomfortable or frustrating or hard. Change helps us grow.
On a slightly related note, today I would like to give a shout out to Tupac Shakur. Have you ever heard the song "Changes" he released in the mid 90's? Because its awesome, and he made an allusion to the current political condition in our country which goes as follows:
the penitentiary's packed,
and it's filled with blacks
But some things will never change ...
And ever since Obama won, my little heart has done a secret victory dance for Tupac, because things ARE changing. I know some people argue "Obama's not really black" and blah blah blah but I'm really proud that this election has seen black/white/male/female contenders with rightly equal chances at winning. So Pac, I hope you are doing a little dance on that desert island we all know you're living on. I would be right there with you.
On a slightly related note, today I would like to give a shout out to Tupac Shakur. Have you ever heard the song "Changes" he released in the mid 90's? Because its awesome, and he made an allusion to the current political condition in our country which goes as follows:
... the only time we chill is when we kill each other
it takes skill to be real, time to heal each other
And although it seems heaven sent
We ain't ready, to see a black President, uh
It ain't a secret don't conceal the factthe penitentiary's packed,
and it's filled with blacks
But some things will never change ...
And ever since Obama won, my little heart has done a secret victory dance for Tupac, because things ARE changing. I know some people argue "Obama's not really black" and blah blah blah but I'm really proud that this election has seen black/white/male/female contenders with rightly equal chances at winning. So Pac, I hope you are doing a little dance on that desert island we all know you're living on. I would be right there with you.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Ohhh Regina.
I love this music video almost as much as I love the song. Because the heart breaking is a good thing! She is so poetic that Regina.
Friday, January 9, 2009
I Am Thankful
I just feel thankful for my family right now and how awesome and close we all our. I've always known how lucky we are to have such a sweet fam, but I've recently discovered that I'm also fiercely protective of our family as a unit. Regardless of which family member is wronged or having a hard time, we do our best to protect eachother.
That being said.. If you happen to be a sneaky selfish snake who tries to infiltrate the Booth Family fortress of emotional well being, be-freaking-ware. I will shut you down.
And Do NOT get loud with me.
That being said.. If you happen to be a sneaky selfish snake who tries to infiltrate the Booth Family fortress of emotional well being, be-freaking-ware. I will shut you down.
And Do NOT get loud with me.
Monday, January 5, 2009
Day Makers and (bum) Breakers
It has been a while since I have done a Day Makers and Breakers Blog... so here goes!!
Day Maker: I totally made it to work on time. I caught the bus. No jog of shame was even required.
Day Breaker: I thought it would be okay for me to wear a skirt, you know, with my warm wuggs boots. Usually I can wear a skirt no matter how cold it is, as long as my feet and calves stay warm. FALSE. I cannot wear a skirt when its 15 degrees outside. My knees were numb. I forgot that not having a car means walking around outside a lot. My bad.
Day Maker: All my favorite co-workers were back from the winter break today finally! I mean, Brittany, I love you a lot. I would be sad if I never worked with you again. But you have to admit... it is so much better with Rebokula and Hessica back. And even sometimes Markus. And Kaley. I luff her. But I could not have survived Christmas Break without you. But I'm just sayin. The family is back together.
Day Breaker: As I was walking back down to campus from work, I completely slipped and fell on my butt. As in... the kind of slipping where the cartoon character's feet fly out from under them and they stay suspended in the air for a second before they crash to the ground. In a skirt. I mean, I'm lucky I didn't hit my head, but I fell full force onto my tush. And it was snowing really hard. So there was maximum cheek contact with a big pile of snow. Snow up the skirt...snow smushed against my behind on the outside of my skirt.... it was lovely.
After regaining my wits about me a nice girl helped me pick up some money that had fallen out of my pocket. Bless her soul. I brushed off as best I could and continued my trek to campus. The snow that had been so forcefully packed into the very fibers of my demin skirt began to melt. Which I expected. But then. THEN. My wet skirt began to freeze. To my behind. And I still had a block to go before the bus stop.
Why do I keep wearing skirts? There are so many factors that can make wearing one awkward. Having to climb stairs with see-through slats, trying to step into a lifted truck or lowish riding car without flashing anyone... Wind in general. Wind is a big one. Wind is every modest skirt-wearing girl's nemesis. But snow? Only a problem if you happen to fall into a pile of it hard enough to fuse the ice to your backside. So ya. Wearing a fitted skirt made out of ice was kind of a day breaker. But such is the spice of life.
Day Maker: I totally made it to work on time. I caught the bus. No jog of shame was even required.
Day Breaker: I thought it would be okay for me to wear a skirt, you know, with my warm wuggs boots. Usually I can wear a skirt no matter how cold it is, as long as my feet and calves stay warm. FALSE. I cannot wear a skirt when its 15 degrees outside. My knees were numb. I forgot that not having a car means walking around outside a lot. My bad.
Day Maker: All my favorite co-workers were back from the winter break today finally! I mean, Brittany, I love you a lot. I would be sad if I never worked with you again. But you have to admit... it is so much better with Rebokula and Hessica back. And even sometimes Markus. And Kaley. I luff her. But I could not have survived Christmas Break without you. But I'm just sayin. The family is back together.
Day Breaker: As I was walking back down to campus from work, I completely slipped and fell on my butt. As in... the kind of slipping where the cartoon character's feet fly out from under them and they stay suspended in the air for a second before they crash to the ground. In a skirt. I mean, I'm lucky I didn't hit my head, but I fell full force onto my tush. And it was snowing really hard. So there was maximum cheek contact with a big pile of snow. Snow up the skirt...snow smushed against my behind on the outside of my skirt.... it was lovely.
After regaining my wits about me a nice girl helped me pick up some money that had fallen out of my pocket. Bless her soul. I brushed off as best I could and continued my trek to campus. The snow that had been so forcefully packed into the very fibers of my demin skirt began to melt. Which I expected. But then. THEN. My wet skirt began to freeze. To my behind. And I still had a block to go before the bus stop.
Why do I keep wearing skirts? There are so many factors that can make wearing one awkward. Having to climb stairs with see-through slats, trying to step into a lifted truck or lowish riding car without flashing anyone... Wind in general. Wind is a big one. Wind is every modest skirt-wearing girl's nemesis. But snow? Only a problem if you happen to fall into a pile of it hard enough to fuse the ice to your backside. So ya. Wearing a fitted skirt made out of ice was kind of a day breaker. But such is the spice of life.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Iron Man, Pepper Potts and the Luscious Mr. Howard
I have loved Robert Downey Jr ever since the days of "Heart and Souls".... which for some reason was like, the only movie my family ever rented during the 90s. That is to say, we rented it probably 50 times. Why we didn't buy it I haven't the slightest idea.
Anyway. My love for him runs deep. So imagine how thrilled I was when Iron Man came out... and there was my golden boy off the drugs and dashing as ever! I don't know why, but I never went and saw Iron Man. It's not that I didn't want to, it just never happened. I'm not much of a movie fanatic, and I don't just go out and see every movie that comes out. I decided I would watch it some day, but I never made good on that promise to Mr. Downey (Jr? it feels wrong to leave that off of his last name) until a couple days ago. What finally sparked my interest enough to watch it? I'll tell you what. Someone told me that Pepper Potts and I were uncannily alike. I hadn't the slightest clue what he was talking about. Pepper wha? To make matters worse, I couldn't decipher her character from the meager clips and montages of Pepper and Tony on Youtube.
So I gave in and watched the whole movie. I enjoyed it thoroughly. I'm not sure where the whole Kristin = Pepper Potts thing comes into play, but I have a sneaking suspicion it has something to do with the fact that she can be sassy at times and is not at all shy about admitting to her love interest that she forgot to wear deodorant. I'm fine with the comparison. And she has an excellent high-heel collection. Oh and she is played by Gwyneth Paltrow. I ain't gonna fight with that.
I'm really excited for Iron Man 2... but I must admit I am not at all pleased that they are replacing Terrence Howard as Jim Rhodes with Don Cheadle. Come on, don't do that to me. Terrence vs. Don, really? And Don won? I love Terrence Howard.
He is a BABE. For shame Marvel Pictures, for shame.
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