White Boy Rappers: Man oh man. These dudes were my weakness. It didn't care how bad they were, I was a fan. (er groupie?) I had "dated" so many that it got to the point that one of my New Years Resolutions for 1999 was "I will not date anyone who has a pending record deal". Keep in mind this was at the start of the Eminem era so they white rappers were bountiful. I knew every word to every Eminem song and could spot a rapper from a mile away.
Systems: I had sub woofers, tweeters, boxes, you name it. I was that chick. I grew up on that shit. My brother was the king of that shit in the 80's and I totally inherited it when I got my license. I had one of my thug friends build a custom box for me to fit behind the seats of my pick up truck. This was like pheremones for them white boy rappers.
Rock Dudes: Now before I became a hip hop head I was that one black chick who liked the alterna-rock hits of the 90's. And then when the white boy rappers were too busy in "the studio" I would flip the switch and go back to the rock dudes.
Christian Music: Oh yea. I used to hang with Jesus all the time. We was boys. I went to Christian schools my whole life, so I use to rock out to Micheal W. Smith, Carmen, DC Talk etc. To see what I mean watch these. These two were my jams back in the day.
I choreographed a cheerleading routine to this joint back in 1992. I was kind of a big deal
I loved me some DC Talk back in the day. I would blast this joint right here. But it probably wasn't a good look for me liking this group because all I could really think about was having a threesome with the 2 white dudes. (For the record, looking back, the black guy in this group resembles T3 of S.Villa)
Being Fat: Yea I used to be fat. I mean not fat fat but definitely overweight. I didn't care! I was in a relationship where all we did was eat ice cream and out back steakhouse and exchange OH faces every night. (Healthy right?) Well I dropped him and dropped the take out habit. Now I just shop and drink.
Ghetto Hair Styles: I wasn't always this fly you know. I rocked some "so cold in the d" type braids back in the dizzle. (This picture is not me, but I had hair JUST like this)
Friends: I watched it. Religiously. I wanted to have 5 hip friends and waste my time in a coffee shop. That's all I wanted in life. When the theme song was a hit on the radio (Sung by the Rembrandts, thank you) I knew the words, had it on my 1996 mix tape...it was fire! Now I hang out with a bunch of thugs who love sneakers. I've come a long way. Don't lie, you know you love this shit too.
Commission Sales: After about a year and a half of this I wanted to swallow poison because I couldn't handle the sleeziness of it all.
I was lame...still am. Holla.
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