Before I begin my post, I want to thank everyone once again for their words of encouragement, I needed them. And for everyone else who I spoke to on the phone yesterday, thank u!! It's good to know u can count on ur 'peeps'...lol..
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Saturday...oh Saturday...the wonderful oh-so-nicely-planned-and-organized-event I was supposed to perform at....::sigh::
It was all wrong from the get-go...
I went to pick up my back up team...C & A...(A is a cool gal pal..and C is her 'man'..who happens to be an emcee, willing to help a gal out)...Artist also went along...
Empress called me as I got to San Juan to tell me she wasn't gonna make it. buaah!!! After she got a shirt made that said : "Corner support"...booo..
So I'm sad and worried and we get to the place...
IT WAS EMPTY..EMPTY WITH LIGHTS ON, NO MUSIC TYPE EMPTY..
SHIT.
So, we decide to go walk around and have a few drinks (bad idea)..and come back later..
On our way to drinks we realized that, that evening two things were going on:
Calle 13 Concert (a 'rapper' here in PR)
De la Hoya boxing match..
No wonder the place was empty.
Long story short, we got back, stayed there till like 1 am. Nothing had commenced. They had major fucking techinical difficulties and we were bored as shit, cuz we were like major 'solo', there was no one we knew. Just the four of us, sitting at the bar, eating shit.
So I grabbed my shit and left. Fuck.
Well, in all honesty, I was happy I didn't have to perfom. I was nerve wracked..and after a drink I was like 'zippidy doo da'...
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Sunday
Miss C had spent the previous night with her dad for the first time, so it was lonely waking up with out her, but I did manage to clean my room and as I was mopping I got a phone call from The Empress:
"watcha doing?"
"mopping"
"Why don't we go to the B-Boy competions in Canovanas?"
"I'm tired, Miss C is gonna be here soon"
"Then we'll take her, so she can christen my new car with fries and juice"
(Empress just got herself a small SUV...hooray!!)
"I dont' wanna, I have nothing to wear"
"what??!! u showed me a shirt with the pricetag still on yesterday!!"
Shit...
"Shit".
"It's two o clock, I'm gonna mop too, at 3:05 I will be at ur house".
Click. End of conversation.
So I'm sitting in my bathrobe seeing Creepshow, and in walks the Empress, in total silence and manages to scare the shit out of me when she says:
"hey, u ready?"...
Fuck. She can sell an igloo to an eskimo.
So we wait for Miss C. She arrives. We quickly change her outfit. I must admit my daughter looked so cutey patooty...Lil' Ecko Red shirt, jean skirt, Blue Suede Reeboks that light up when u walk...and two pig tails...She was the shit...
Oh..and let's not forget the Star shaped sunglasses Empress aka fairy godmother gave her...
So we get in the car and we're off..
We thought we were the shit, with our Hip Hop..
But Miss C isn't having it..She wants Madonna...Hung Up.to be precise..over and over..
So we get there..and it's like Old times all over again...
We saw so many people I have not seen in years..people who haven't even seen Miss C, who by the way captivated the looks, ooh's and aww's of everyone...cuz let's face it, she is adorable!!
We saw Rek & Ske (two of the best graffiti artists in PR), we saw friends, foes, Slinky (damn...slinky the dj' I have not seen in years)...To recap it was amazing..
Miss C was a lil scared at the begnining with all the crowd and loud ass music, but then she was tappin' to the beat and enjoying the b-boys..squealing in delight...We also saw the gal who had organized the event from the previous night..and she's like
"oh I'm so sorry u had to leave and that we had problems...but after like 3am things got better!!".
3am!!
But I try to not make her feel bad cuz she did such a shitty job of organization and say:
"Aww don't worry I had to leave anyways..blah blah"
But, Empress, who never fails to make a lasting impression...lol..quickly corrects me:
"Yeah...She called me from the place told me it was good I didn't show up..cuz u guys had major technical problems and shit"...
Silence and nervous chuckles...
That was our 'cue' to exit quietly...
So after we managed to say to the gal's face that her event was shit & said hi to everyone we saw..we settled on the bleachers to watch the competitons..and Empress and I settled to do what we do best...make wise cracks and joke around..
My People, for those who don't know..
This is a casual event...It's a b boy competition. So the attire is comfy. I went in sneaks, shorts and polo shirt...Empress was a bit flashier..but it ain't her if it isn't flashy...
But man oh man there were people there who thought it was the Ritz..
high wedge sandals, glitter, skirts, flowers in hair...IN A FUCKING BASKETBALL COURT AND BASEBALL PARK...WEDGE SANDALS IN A BASEBALL FIELD!!!!! IN THE GRASS!!!!! SHIRTS WITH BEADS AND FLASHY DESIGNS MEANT TO BE WORN IN A CLUB...WTF??!!!
But then, oh then we saw what topped the cake, and made our day....
A girl who knew Slinky...an average sized blond...(with roots nay long)...She had on:
A fish net shirt...YES..u read right..A FISH NET SHIRT....BLACK...WITH A BLACK BRA..
Black leggings ...why oh why bring leggings back...???
A WIDE ASS BROWN BELT WITH A HUGE BUCKLE...
A WIDE ASS BROWN BELT WITH A HUGE BUCKLE...!!!!
A HUGE ASS BROWN BELT WITH A HUGE BUCKLE....
Why oh Why!!!!!!!!! Coco Chanel must be spinning in her grave...
Then to top it all off..cuz the belt just wasn't enough..
A PAIR OF BROWN AND BEIGE CHECKERED TIMBERLAND BOOTS...not cute, lil feet girly boots, but RUGGED CONSTRUCTION WORKING BOOTS...UNTIED WITH TONGUE A WAGGING...
Maybe she was auditioning for the Broadway role of "Wendy" in "Bob the Builder goes to Puerto Rico B boy Competitions"...
I couldn't tell for sure...
But those Checkered Tims...Made our day....on our ride back while Miss C slept and "Super Thug" played in the background..all we did was howl at the tims!!
Nothin' like the Good ol' days!!!