Foodgasm of the Day - TOYOSE.

OK. Seriously. I practically cannot contain myself as I write this post because I want to go awol at work right now just so I can eat here. Buuut ... I'm kinda trying to eat healthier. Oh yah ... and I kinda need a job. My girl Ness took me to this spot in the Sunset about a year and then some ago and I swear it's been a weekly MUST, and food tourist attraction ever since. Anytime someone from out of town comes in - Toyose. Anytime we wanna celebrate something, anything - Toyose. Anytime we wanna treat ourselves - Toyose. Pretty much anytime the sun rises in the East and sets in the West - TOYOSE.

You could call this spot a hole in the wall, except for the fact that it's actually a restaurant in the garage. Whenever I tell people that, they think I'm playin. And then when they realize I'm for real, they expect a car to be next to the dinner table and grandma to be doing laundry by the chef. Don't worry, neither is true. It looks more like one of those Asian spots gangster ass Korean extortionist go to after hours, considering their open 6pm - 2am.

A meal can get expensive if you eat the way me and my friends do, but it's definitely worth it. A variety of flavored Soju (Think Korean sake) is also available with Strawberry being my favorite. As far as courses, so far I've tried:

Fried Chicken


Bulgogi Kimchi Tofu

And most recently, the pot stickers. But the "usual" for me would be a plate (To myself I don't share bitch!) of Kimchi Beef Fried Rice and the House Mussels. If you like rice, and you like spicy, and aren't freaked out by eating something that still lives inside it's house - this is THE ONE.

And if that buffet of greasy goodness wasn't enough to get you to go, did I mention each table has their own doorbell you can ring to call over the waitress?

Quote of the Day.

"Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable, originality is non-existent. And don’t bother concealing your theivery - celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean Luc-Godard said: “It’s not where you take things from - it’s where you take them to."~Jim Jarmusch

I stole this from Jayne's Tumblr by the way LOL.

Hot Bitch of the Day - Megan Fox

Megan Fox is one foxxxy mama and definitely on my Top 5 Reasons I'd Ever Turn Lesbian list. Some compare her to Angelina Jolie, and I can definitely see the similarities. While her body is on point, I think it's that seductive gaze and sultry pout of hers that does it. At any rate, she's definitely hotter now that she dumped that douche David Silver.

Rachel Brito, U R Fired!

That's all.

Oh, and for anyone who may be reading this blog in all it's 4 entry under construction glory because you were directed here from boss bizness, please press ur back button IMMEDIATELY if one of the following applies to u:

• U are easily offended
• U have no sense of humor
• U are quick to judge
• Ur a straight man that wears Uggs

Thank you, come again.

The OTHER, other Woman.

Forgive me for being so rude but - I'M TIRED OF FAT BITCHES BLAMING THEIR SELF-ESTEEM ISSUES ON EVERYBODY ELSE BUT THEMSELVES.

"Bitch, it's called SELF-esteem"~Katt Williams

Now before you call Mo'Nique, and Queen Latifah to boycott my blog, grab a goddamn doughnut, rest them kankles on an ottoman, and hear me out first.

Above all - I truly believe that despite Hollywood standards and the mass media, everyone has their own ideal conception of what a bangin body is. I for one am definitely not everybody's cup of tea and I'm just fine with that, because quite honestly, I don't want to be like EVERYBODY.

I strongly support feeling comfortable in your own skin and embrace all shapes and sizes of "beauty." From the Beyonce's and Jessica Biehls to the Tocarra's and Kate Hudsons - I appreciate every curve ... and non-curve!


What I DON'T appreciate, is one feeling the need to constantly bash the latter in a meager attempt to validate their own insecurities. Complain about your weight and be proactive about it. Or feel completely fabulous with your weight even if it doesn't meet "society standards." But don't blame the skinny bitch in your bio class for being the reason why YOU are now on a diet, 'cuz more than likely that skinny bitch is having issues too.

When I was in middle school, I had a best friend named Anne who I thought was the epitome of gorgeous. She was tall, slim, and had an inny belly-button. I, on the other hand was short with big legs and gross calves that looked like they belonged on a soccer player. Moreover, I had an outty belly-button so I pretty much considered myself a form of alien. I felt so depressed because I felt guys would never like me and Barbizon would NEVER call me back.

It wasn't until high school that I began to realize that a lot of guys love them some meat on they bones. Guys began to call me "thick," and my best friend Hazel would always tell me how jealous she was of my thighs. Meanwhile, I envied her for her height and especially her tits.

At 27, I still have the same size breast as I did when I was 19. I never felt complete because society places such emphasis on big boobies being synonymous with being a "woman" and I was teetering between a full A and small B. Now that I'm a go-go dancer I find myself constantly feeling like a 9-year old boy when I stand next to girls with double deezys and tiny waists with hips for days. I open the pages of Show Magazine and sigh in disappointment wondering why I wasn't born looking like these girls - and trust these girls AIN'T SKINNY SALAD EATING BITCHES.


And perhaps, that's my main beef (mmm beef) with this issue. Up until a year ago I NEVER dieted. I NEVER watched what I ate. And because I was simply being MYSELF - girls ridiculed me.

"Oh Abi you're so skinny you should eat something"

No bitch, I'm 113 lbs and 5 feet tall I'm just fucking FINE in my book. Don't confuse SKINNY with PETITE and DON'T mistake my kindness for weakness. Tell me wtf u had for lunch and I GUARANTEE my meal was twice ur size. It came to a point where I almost wanted to be overweight just so I wouldn't constantly get harangued 'cuz even back when I gave a fuck and wasn't happy with my self-appearance, I NEVER hated on nobody ... and neither should u.

I know that sounds like a flat out lie when u refer to the beginning of this blog considering I sound like a rude, insensitive, ignorant "skinny bitch," or at least I HOPE I did. Because that's exactly what some of you women sound like when you sadly don't have enough confidence within to exude out.

Don't hate on me 'cuz I can fit a size 2, 'cuz chances are I'm secretly wishing I filled up my jeans the way u do.

Dammit, and they just HAD to be Filipino!

OK. First things first, trick luh the kids but DAYAM. I don't know if I'm more mad at them tiny ass orange shorts, or the fact they can do the routine better than me. *SMH* I know there are some embarassed ass dads in the audience wishin they had daughters instead right now LOL.

Gaga for Gaga

I PROMISE I'll actually write a blog filled with some sort of substance eventually - but until then bring on the random nonsense!

Now in regards to Lady Gaga, I've been knowin about her for a minute now, I just never really cared. I always heard bits and pieces of "Just Dance," but never listened to the song in its entirity nor did I know who it was by. When I attended the NKOTB concert in L.A. last year with my girl Bamz, Gaga was the opener but I totally thought applying more eyeshadow was more important so I missed her and caught the end of Natasha Bedingfield instead.

Tsk tsk. Lady Gaga >>>> Natasha Bedingfield any day of the week.

Anyway, this girl is BAD. Her unique style AND sound is HOT. Granted, she looks a ittle scary looking sometimes, and dresses like she she took the wrong turn halfway to Pluto and ended up on Planet Earth - but she's so 3008. She has guts and a "I don't give a fuck," attitude but not in that obnoxious Pink kinda way.

I totally want to be her for Halloween.

Here's some of my favorite Lady Gaga looks!

She totally reminds me of a robocop-playboy bunny-darth vadar-briget bardot-barbie.

And for u skeptics look! She's human afterall!

Twatter.

I REFUSE to Twitter (WTForks doesn't count). I refuse to Twitter more than I refuse to comprehend Facebook. I just REFUSE. I mean I see the novelty in it and apparently so does the rest of the world but seriously, isn't it just a new name for chatroom on crack?

brushed my teeth - 2legit2quit
cool what toothpaste did u use? - cocksandwhich
hit a pothole - assmunch
colgate son! - 2legit2quit
awesome - cocksandwhich

For real?

I'll be too into myself in other ways thank you very much.

3-Some of the Day

The sinner and the saint.

I've been lagging on the grand opening of my new and improved blog 'cuz I've been struggling with an introductory entry, or mission statement if u must. Meanwhile, all these thoughts and ideas are passing me by like Phat Lip. It's just that I hate not being cohesive and not having some sort of organized chaos. But then Rach yelled at me this morning in her mama voice, and I saw these gorgeous pics of one of my favorite vixens - Kim K. and couldn't resist blogging.

I'm not yet sure of the exact elements I want in this blog, because I'm still trying to find a medium between personal, pop-culture, gossip, and fashion, but I DO know I will be showcasing some of my favorite hot bitches and fly dudes aka my "Reasons to turn lesbian," and, "Reasons I stay straight." And like I said, we'll be starting off with my girl Kim KardASShian.


I've always thought Kim K. had a gorgeous face, bangin body (Au naturale in my book until proven otherwise), sweet personality, and forever on point eye makeup. The trick is FLY. Point. Period. Blank. The only thing is, she's so smoking that if I was a dude I don't think I could ever wife her up. I couldn't imagine having a stimulating convo with her, and to me that's what keeps a relationship going. She'd definitely be just an arm piece or booty-call in my book, but judging by her sex tape with Ray-J even that wouldn't last too long. That shit was so boring I actually stopped watching to go back on MySpace. Tsk tsk. What a waste of sex with 2 good looking people. On the other hand, I DO love to watch Keeping Up With the Kardashians lol.

Now, I'm not the biggest fan of Reggie Bush but I am NOT discriminatin on those abs. Besides, him and Kim K. seem to come as a package deal nowadays.


But the ultimate reason Reggie made the blog is because of this adorable photospread he had with Kim in this months GQ magazine. I LOVE seeing two good looking people together. It's just aesthetically pleasing, and that way, you can't hate on either one of them!

And after these messages...

...we'll be riiight back!