His and Her Friends

Break-ups are always hard.

No matter what time of day, the location, if ur on the receiving end or not, or the reason. They just suck. Period point blank.

But sometimes, they're especially hard.

Like when u've built friendships from them so genuine that u'd go to the game with his boys even though he can't make it, and ur girls hit him up directly with birthday celebration invites instead of using u as a middleman. Or when u've gotten so close to their parents u become the newest addition on their X-Mas shopping list and u still call them every mothers day and fathers day.

Because not only are u breaking up with them - but ur also breaking up with their friends, their parents, their relatives, their co-workers, their favorite hang out spots, their annual ski trips, and in some cases even their pets too. So in addition to having to go through that heart wrenching break-up speech with the Mr. or Mrs., u have to give the apologetic explanation to the parentals. The embarassing shrugs to the relatives when u bump into them at Safeway and they ask where "so and so" is. And the uneasy hugs and "walkin on eggshells" small talk conversations when u see their friends at the club as well.

It's hard. U think to urself, "They're my friends too!" but the reality of it is ... they were his/hers first. And I know that sounds mad petty, but sometimes u just gotta let them have that. If they're really ur friend, they'll remain ur friend. Just don't be naive - never forget where their loyalty lies. Never use the friendship as an excuse to keep ties with ur ex. And don't go thinking it'll be a smooth ride either. 'Cuz depending on the intensity of the breakup, more than likely u'll have to go cold turkey. As much as u love ur ex's friends and fam it makes the healing proccess that much harder and that much more painful to keep 'em in the picture.

So just think of it a reminder as to why u can't lose urself in ur relationships, no matter how much u love the other person, or how long yall have been together. Of why u always have to have that one thing, or shit - those 7 things in ur life that no one in the whole wide world can take away from u. And of why u can't forget your friends who were there for u before, during, and after every relationship gone bad.

While it may hurt to have to cut people out like that, it's what's necessary sometimes. And if they're really, really ur friends they'll totally understand. After a while, things will get better and u can slowly allow these people back into ur life. Whether it be an instant message here and there or as simple as a RT on Twitter . And if they're really, really, really ur friend - yall should be able to pick up right where u left off.

Cult Classics

I swear Lawn comes out with a drop every fucking month, it's ridiculous! I think I should just re-route my direct deposit at work to the Hellz account. My must haves from the line this winter? This plaid trench/leather jacket combo and dark grey sweater/cardigan/jacket/pull over thingy. See the rest of the Hellz Holiday delivery here!

I'm Moving!

T.G.I-Fucking-F. yall.

Hope everyone has a good weekend. Me on the other hand, I will be crying myself to sleep at night for the next 3 days knowing that I'm missing out on the Jay-Z concert in Fresno. *sigh* Tearing up as I type.

However, I do have a 'lil sumthn to be excited about. Girls are the New Boys will be having a new and improved home soon and I need some help decorating. So if there's anything u'd like to see on the new site please let me know. MEN (all 3 of u lol) this is especially for u, because I feel like I've strayed from my original intent of this blog but that's an entirely different post on its own. So stay tuned, 'cuz yall are invited to the house party :)

Wifey

Beautiful. Intelligent. Talented. I still love u girl ... even if u are a homewrecker.

Mother Earth

"Beer taste like Earth if you beg to differ come see me"~Hayati

DIFFER DIFFER DIFFER DAMMIT!

OK, fine. So it's made of shit like hops ... yeast ... barley ... wheat ... and all sorts of other "Earthly" ingredients but I swear after the 3rd, 4th, or 7th try it stops tasting like liquid dirt and starts tasting like sheer awesomeness. People who aren't avid beer drinkers are probably thinking, "What in the fuck does sheer awesomeness taste like?"

But beer lovers far and wide know that a nice, frosty, mug of beer and Monday night football (Warriors game for me 'cuz yall know I don't speak football) is an excellent way to wind down after a long day at work. We know that an overpriced beer in a collectible plastic cup is the perfect accompanyment to a sheboygen hot-dog and garlic fries at AT&T Park (goooo Giants!). And we also know that there is sooo much more to life (and so much better quality) than just Corona.

I remember the very time I drank my first beer like it was just yesterday. And I'm talkin an entire bottle, not just a sip, not just a taste. I was at a fashion show at a loft off of the 6th St. exit with my girl Chiara, and not even being 21 yet we HAD to have been the youngest people there. We didn't know anyone, and I felt more than awkward. So what do I do when I feel uncomfortable? EAT OF COURSE. As I was raiding the chips and dip in the kitchen I noticed a sink filled with ice and Heineken. So me and Chi were like, "Hey why not?" Our boyfriends drink it and they seem pretty normal.

First sip: Yah this stuff tastes as digusting as the first time I tried it.
Second sip: Still gross.
Third sip: Can we just go home now so I don't have to keep pretending to enjoy this beer?
Fourth sip: WTF isn't shit supposed to gradually taste better?
Fifth sip: I guess not.

Then before u know it, I was done. Totally lying, I think I drank half the bottle at the most and then grabbed a Coke. So I will say that beer is definitely an acquired taste, but once acquired becomes almost an obsession at barbecues and bowling alleys. No matter who u are, there's a special beer out there for u. Budweiser got the Billy-Bobs covered and u already know O-Dog keeps his Old E still in the brown paper bag. There's also a beer for every occasion. I can't go to Hooters without ordering some Blue Moon, or go to a sushi spot without doing sake bombs into a glass of Saporro. Some of my faves are Guinness, Hefeweizen, 21st Amendments Watermelon Wheat, Stella Artois, and what do ya know - Heineken. However, I love anything u can stick an orange or lemon wedge in, tastes naturally fruity, or looks like chocolate. I don't discriminate!

So now as I sit here recalling that first Heineken story, I'm totally scolding myself for wasting precious "life juice." FOR SHAME! How dare I when beer is a gift from the Gods?! No, seriously. A prayer to the goddess Ninkasi dating back to the 6th millenium BC served as a way for those who weren't literate to remember the recipe for beer.

Um hellooooo, haven't u heard of the saying, "God made dirt and dirt don't hurt?" Well there u go.

And now some of the best contributions to life beer has inspired:

Box office hits:

Olympic athletes:

Fine dining:

Role Models:

The evolution of the human race:

Tiger, Tiger Woods Yall

I am absolutely in-lurve with the newest addition to my family, baby Isaiah. Urghhh. Cuteness overload and I can't fuckin take it!

Because I'm OLD.

And I miss the days when life was all about pagers, chubby cell phones, Cybertek jackets (Like the one Diddy's wearing in 112's "Only You" video), and Air Max 95s when they actually first came out, pre hypebeast - u know when life was "simple."
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