“I Just Took a DNA Test…”

I went to Music Midtown yesterday and saw Lizzo. LIZZO! I live and breathe for Lizzo. You guys know how I feel about Tracee Ellis Ross and Joanne the Scammer? That’s how I feel about Lizzo. I admit, it’s not the most cohesive group of favorites but what can I say–the heart wants what it wants.

Anyway, I saw Lizzo and I danced and sang the whole time and it was everything. Then Cardi B came out, and I did the same thing. I knew the words to every song and so did every single person around me. That’s a good time, kids. My body is sore and my voice is hoarse today, but it was worth it!

I received my order from Pattern, Tracee Ellis Ross’s hair care line! I just got it yesterday, so I haven’t had a chance to try it, but I think I will tonight. The only thing that can stop me is me falling asleep early and that’s a real possibility.

I bought two big mirrors for my place, guys! I’m really growing up and conquering my (completely rational) fears, right?! I bought one from Home Goods and the other from a thrift store. Might have to give the thrifted one a little love before I put it up, but that’s okay. I’ll be able to say “I’m restoring a vintage mirror” in conversation! That may sound extremely pompous and pretentious, guys, but I’m saying it anyway. In every conversation. Gonna find a way to sneak it in.

Okay, I’ve gotta go catch up on my beauty Youtuber videos for the week. I looovveee watching people apply makeup. I think it reminds me of watching my mom do it when I was younger. Speaking of my mom, I told her I was going to come over tomorrow and she told me to make sure that I’m not dressed like a pimp when I do. That’s what she calls it when I wear snakeskin boots or anything with fur or leather pants. I keep a straight face when she says ridiculous things like that, but I really do find it hilarious.

À bientot !

I Hope You Dance

About ten years ago (ohmygod) I was at a club and the DJ played this song and immediately every. single. woman. in the club screamed, jumped up, and ran to the dance floor. And then, of course, all the men followed the women. And we all danced and sang and laughed for, like, four minutes. It is one of my fondest clubbing memories.

On Saturday night around 8:30, I heard this song on the car radio and was instantly transported back to that unencumbered and happy feeling. When I got home I called my friends to convince them to go out. Anyone who knows me knows that I am not the friend to call past 8:00pm and ask to do something last minute. Fortunately for me, my friends are those friends. It didn’t take much any convincing.

Around midnight we all arrived at MJQ and danced and danced and danced.

And danced.

There may have been some drinking in between the dancing, too. Although, definitely not as much drinking as there was ten years ago (ohmygod).

From Doug E. Fresh to Biggie to Pac to Drake to Cardi to Kendrick to Mac Miller…

On over to Taylor to Demi to Bey to Jay…

What a magical way it was to put the world on hold for a few hours.

We weren’t even tired at 3AM, but the the club was closing. So where do you go when you’re not tired but everywhere else is closed? Waffle House, obviously. I hate the Waffle House, but even I can’t deny the siren call at 3 in the morning. It’s just something you have to do.

I stumbled into bed around 6:30AM. It was a good night (morning?).

See you guys in the club in another ten years (ohmygod).