It is 2012, isn't it? I asked myself this question the other the night when I was flipping through the channels and came across Madonna's 1990's film Truth or Dare: The Blonde Ambition Tour. Immediately, I was reminded why I loved Madonna back in the day and still. Homegirl was giggin' her butt off. Fast forward twenty years to 2012 Superbowl XLVI half-time show and Madonna--only slightly more careful--was still working every inch of the stage in at least five inch stilettos.
"Dammit! That's supposed to me!" I want to scream. No, not a 50yr old pop icon but what she represents. Timelessness. From the top of her head to the tip of her toes, Madonna is the woman that I always envisioned myself as in 20 years. Only I didn't fathom it'd take so much sacrifice and hard work!
I'm sure Madonna doesn't indulge in cookies or donuts, or pizza with bread sticks. If she does I bet it's only once or twice a year. Or if she indulges more than that, she probably engages in frequent detoxes and flushes to rid her body of the junk.
None of which I'm interested in. That explains a lot, huh? Lol.
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20 years is far too long to be singing the "whoa is me" song about the body that I want and only I can create. 2015 is the year to shut up or put up!
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Saturday, July 21, 2012
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Happy New Year
Of course, everyone follows suit with their New Year's resolution on the first day of the new year. And the first week, for that matter. I'm no different. Still I can't help reporting my success on this first day. Gotta celebrate the small successes, right? Right. So here we go...
We woke up late this morning and after dancing for two hours straight at the New Edition concert, I was hardly planning to cook breakfast. Off to brunch we went. Kerby Coney Island. Whereas my usual meal would have been a Belgian waffle, scrambled eggs, and turkey sausage, this morning--afternoon, actually--I opted for an egg white omelet, with 1/2 an order of hash browns, and only a few squares of my son's pancakes. A couple of hours later I was at my mom's for her traditional New Year's dinner of black eyed peas, greens, and baked chicken. Delicious & healthy!
If I keep this up, I'll be skinny-fat no more!
Happy New Year
We woke up late this morning and after dancing for two hours straight at the New Edition concert, I was hardly planning to cook breakfast. Off to brunch we went. Kerby Coney Island. Whereas my usual meal would have been a Belgian waffle, scrambled eggs, and turkey sausage, this morning--afternoon, actually--I opted for an egg white omelet, with 1/2 an order of hash browns, and only a few squares of my son's pancakes. A couple of hours later I was at my mom's for her traditional New Year's dinner of black eyed peas, greens, and baked chicken. Delicious & healthy!
If I keep this up, I'll be skinny-fat no more!
Happy New Year
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