Black Tie Lounge

I still need to update you all on my adventures as a shirtless model, life as a writer with a beyond crazy boss, and the struggles of being a type A personality. It is all forth coming. I promise but I had to jump on here and show some love for the team at de*nada design . I was a model for their first runway show so when I caught wind of the blog I had to put you all on. The zip scarf with the pockets will change your life. The whole line will upgrade your life. If you are reading this after 11/29 chances are you just missed the Thanksgiving Weekend Sale . de*nada: form & function: the zip scarf (6/6). from de*nada on Vimeo . P.S. You'll be hearing about more recommended designers in D.C. now that I'm catching wind. Always and forever U.N.I Clothing Co. but it's good make new friends. Shout out to the team for the successful runway show for DC Urban Fashion Week. They were lovin' it.

Here's a video of our performance at DTS. Ejoy and tell me what you think. Everybody Knows cover from Gordon M. Curry on Vimeo .

Last time I left off saying that I was attending a model call for DC Urban Fashion Week. About 30 models showed up. Let's set the stage for what I was up against. Just listening to conversations a lot of the male models had experience, were taller, and a lot more cut. Whereas I'm 5'9" haven't worked out in months and still perfecting what I know. So as much as I go to these model calls to just be funny I'm still working on telling that voice in my head to go screw itself. We were each given a number and asked to do a straight runway style walk, which is very simple considering they really could have been cruel and made us do some crazy multi-move walk that was just extra. After going through the walk about 3 times and each time thinking "damn I sucked," we were told that if there was a plus next to our number then we made the cut. I was number 7 so I go over and look at the paper and there was a plus next to my number. I walk away and look at the pape

So tomorrow after work I'm going to head up to DC to assist with WBLInc's Remixing the Art of Social Change . I'm helping out with the Hip Hop Philanthropy Luncheon at Busboys and Poets . I'm excited about that. Members of the Ludacris Foundation, J Dilla Foundation, Yele Haiti and the Nathan Cummings Foundation. Earlier this week I got up with one of my homies to go to a panel discussion and book signing on Adam Bradley and Antoine DuBois's The Anthology of Rap , an event that featured guest appeareance by Common, Kurtis Blow, and KB, Jr. Suprisingly Common got up and spit a verse to one of his classic's I Used to Love Her Kurtis Blow and his son suprised everyone at the end by having a jam session where they performed old school hip hop hits. It was pretty sick. That was earlier this week and here's what else is happening tomorrow after I leave Busyboys: Later on that evening I'm going to my 4th model call, this time to audition for DC's Urban Fas

I'm working now guys. I'm not excited at all because my only objective is to make money while I'm preparing to take on a more fulfilling job. Let me get right into this. I've never been one to come into work just to tell my employer what I was not going to do. I've often taken the position of doing what I have to do in my job even if it was too much. I'm usually the one that bends my boundaries to serve the needs of my job. Well I've grown up and have become a lot more clearer on where my priorities are and who I am. It's funny because I'm being very forthright when it comes my boundaries in terms of my personal life and my work life. I work part-time at a retail store, which I know for a fact that I am not cut out for, and I also am a part-time writer for a non profit organization. Both jobs are part-time so I have a clear grasp on how many hours I can expect to put in each week. I use my schedule at the retail job to set my schedule for the non

Our group won 2nd place in DTS. The show altogether was not what we expected. We got a lot of laughs out of being a part of the show. I didn't really meet any people that I wanted to work with. One of the judges I was looking forward to performing for backed out. The show was a mess but I got some money to help out with bills this week. I can't complain. The AVIATION show was a ridiculous--in a good way--experience. I stayed out later than I expected. So late that in my rush to get home I got pulled over. So much for the money to help out with bills. I now have a reckless driving ticket that will be challenging to afford. We'll see what happens job and money wise. I can't stand retail. I'm going to quit very soon. A job is a job but I feel like my mind is wasting away and that life is passing me by as I watch the clock. I will endeavor to provide them with $7 an hour worth of work and nothing more. The job will serve its purpose in my life and that is to keep me fr

I should be asleep. I have a very big and busy day. Rehearsal with ROE, which I can only stay an hour for then I'm off to DTS to leave it all on stage then off to Josh's for A Taste of Louisianna, then the ROE show on Sunday. I'm as ready as I'll ever be I guess. All I can do is pray that my body and voice cooperates with me and that things go smoothly. It'll be nice to win that money!!! To update you on the Call Pt 2, my soon to be boss showed up and we got right down to things. It is a REAL opportunity. The meeting was rather short. My first day as his writer will be on Monday and I don't plan to walk alway until I know all the details about this job and their exact expectations of me. That's how it is. Back to this weekend. I don't know what to say except I'm doing this show to take the risk and prove that I can do a great show. It's taken me quite a bit to get here. Now that I am whether I win or not I hope to walk away with new people to

Disclaimer: If you haven't read last weeks' The Call, you may want to do that first and then peep this posting. Once again I'm back in the lounge at Catholic University here to make up for the writing test that never happened because of a wild incident. Although I've made contact again several times, I can't help but think something crazy is going to happen. Like the saying goes, "Fool me once: shame on me. Fool me twice: shame on you." Maybe it is my lack of patience driving me into the wall. Oh well. I got a call from the gentleman, whose name I got right, and he is on his way. It's 9:11 a.m. and I have to be at the retail store by 12 p.m. We'll see what happens here.

It's going to be a crazy weekend, which is a very good thing considering how I am feeling right now. My Gwad, as much as I should be thankful that I have a job that pays something, I don't know how long I can stand the waste of brainpower or lack of brainpower needed for this job. Four hours a day feel so much longer and I come home so drained by the lack of efficiency the team is accustomed to. So this weekend I've got DTS Saturday night and Righteous Ones Entertainment Acency's Aviation Runway Show at the College Park Aviation Museum. Wednesday was my last rehearsal for the DTS and it went pretty smoothly. My homie recorded a couple of takes and after hearing them I'm nervous because my vocals were not on point in a couple of areas. I can attribute it to the fact that I didn't have any monitors but even still, I've got two more days to get it together. The pressure is on. I wonder: what will happen if I win. I've never done a talent competition b

I've been slacking on my pimpin as far as this blog goes. I should have instantly blogged about ReadySetDC's fashion:district but there are enough articles for you all to read and see what happened . Here are my observations: Models spend a lot of time sitting around. That's just the way it is. You do what your told and you stay put until you are told to move. Maybe it was just me but there was nothing available to consume except booze. This is not necessarily a bad thing. Well in this case it was because I didn't eat anything nor was I trying to spend money. I had quite a bit of first times. Most of them I will do my best to never repeat unless it's a part of the job. For one, I had to wear Peter Pans or as most would call them skinny jeans. The designer told me that she wouldn't make me do that but her fiance ended up picking the very jeans she told him not to. Even though I felt every seam of fabric squeezing my calves and lower thighs, my kids had enou