Wanting to seek revenge on her ex lover of a coastal wind, she decided that the beauty behind the make pretend had to end and umm...frankly, she didn't care who she might she offend in the process. She made a master plan for days on end and kept it no secret, she encourage the announcements and red flags so family and foe could grab their loved ones and best rags , and move to higher ground so she could have her way. Her plan was executed in no rushed manner, stirring up winds one city at a time making sure to cry tears bigger than dimes so that the world would know not to take her lightly.
Turning over sized broccoli spears into waving bunny ears, cutting them no slack because she knew that they'd grow back. ...eventually. She may have seemed like a woman who could care less, but she made sure to keep her wrath along the edge so that at least it was a proper representation of where she was standing before giving us this test. She liked the fact that she could make people wait all day on her and then BOOM!..jump out as we were least expecting her, making children cry tears of uncertainty as parents remember how they once were. She didn't do the quick salsa dance of her old friend tornado, or intense moves of a rhythmic hip hop dance like cousin earth quake, she just cried her tears of pain and despair and she thought about her soon to come fate.
She knew that as she moved and emitted her energy of wind gusts on the shelters of the east coast's inhabitants, and as she played around and whipped up the ocean's waves like a bowl of defenseless pancake mix, that eventually...she wouldn't even matter anymore. This angered her to no end and so she took her time, making sure that each and every waking second would make people wonder, "where does she draw the line?!". Taking the life of a small boy whose repeating dreams probably consisted of playing in dirt and with small toys, while his family now begs and pleads to talk to him just once more. Not allowing him to even have the moment to himself, she claims the fault for more lives lost and loves the fact that as she fizzles out she won't have to pay the indescribable costs.
Awaiting the hours when she knows the world will fall into a slumber, to bring her greatest force with power and might, way scarier than a bout of thunder. To test the strength of windows and doors, that lead to the soul of the home you call yours, to test a sheep's faith to see if he is shook, wondering if his solace will be n the great book. Getting through the night will be the ultimate test, and she'll be gone in the morning just like all the rest. Oh, Irene.
Be safe during the storm and I'll see you all when the sun comes back out!
xo,
Sharontina
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Reaching
It seems like I've been waiting forever..to GO. In everything, there's something that starts a process,and something that ends it. Every time I feel as though that touch of change will come, someone pushes rewind and I have to start all over again from the blue print. Marching in place,at a steady pace..but going nowhere.The place I inhibit can be filled with happiness at times,sadness at others...but what I'd love more than anything is to be able to see what's around the corner...up the street...on the other side of that sky scraper that represents the fears I dare not meet. I long for a guide though, the one that gets our unconditional love even without our permission, the one that has a universal name but has her own rendition, the one who knows who we are better than we do ourselves, the one who served as a vessel when God decided he wanted another piece of him on earth who would have no fear, and now the one who I see within myself when I look in the mirror after all of the layers are removed into the atmosphere.
When she introduced me to this ever changing world, her job was supposed to be my life's tour guide, the example by which I modeled, coveted, cherished, and would always have will to follow...wasn't it supposed to continue?...at least I thought so. My hand is still reaching out waiting to meet its wise replica, but all I'm seeming to get is the feeling that I was"left hanging" with the sign saying "Someone will get ya". Left hanging....left hanging....to just walk alone. In taking first steps, a child is dependent on the trust that their hands will not be let free until they have balance, stability...confidence to stand alone...right? What happens when it's the opposite way?...You stand alone..assume you have balance...assume you have stability..but you're never really sure and every single stride is a fight. You take those steps alone....but you know that if you were to suddenly lose what you had to accomplish on your own, that the fall is only aided by the emotions that are already tainted with uncertainty. Those tainted emotions soon wear the MASK of strength, confidence, balance...and create an "image" of what one should have been if things were....different.
All I long for is that our understandings meet in the middle, at the centerpiece of my heart's dinner table....and to hold on so tight that no force can have the power to pull them apart like a riddle. Knowing that it is feasible by the grace of my never ending faith, I've been doing my part for a pair of decades plus one, but my other half just seems to always miss her turn in this game and continuosly takes the option to run. She knows the order...it remains constant and hasn't changed against the test of time, but as her turn approaches and calls for action she has no words for satisfaction and takes on the livelyhood of a mime.
Everything goes on a never ending pause and when it resumes it's someone elses turn, giving their all of what they see missing but never being able to fill the space that's reserved for the one who started my life from merely kissing. Her piece stands still on the board, at attention as if ready for war, when really it's just a cover up for a life where more than a heart and favorite teddy bear were tore. The pain that she bottled up served as my feeding tube, as she inadverently nourished me with all of what she thought she'd left behind and never have to tell me, stunting my growth with the epitome of a hassle that she failed to see. Now eating on my own, that first feeding became part of my make up, hiding all the scars and blemishes she had plus mine so I intentionally lay on the foundation to make sure it cakes up. Trying to find a resolve is like literally looking for a needle in a hay stack, because all I get in return for that search is more pain and a bumpier road to get back.
Playing a game of tug and war with the authorities in blue on earth, for who I see as the reason I'm here but to them she's nothing more than filth and dirt. Countless attempts to speak reason into a mind so overcome with the ways of the world and a boat load of bad habits due to crime, I'd do better talking to a cage full of animals because at least after some time they notice sincerity in your voice and are willing to give some attention even if sublime. As the ticks and the tocks lay sound to the moving father of time, I stay standing with a head held high even though what I carry exceeds the weight that the doctor said was mine. Until her turn approaches again, I'll pray that he delivers my message in any way that he can and that she's finally willing to meet my waiting hands in the middle so that we both win....I'm ready to move.
Thanks for reading,
Sharontina
When she introduced me to this ever changing world, her job was supposed to be my life's tour guide, the example by which I modeled, coveted, cherished, and would always have will to follow...wasn't it supposed to continue?...at least I thought so. My hand is still reaching out waiting to meet its wise replica, but all I'm seeming to get is the feeling that I was"left hanging" with the sign saying "Someone will get ya". Left hanging....left hanging....to just walk alone. In taking first steps, a child is dependent on the trust that their hands will not be let free until they have balance, stability...confidence to stand alone...right? What happens when it's the opposite way?...You stand alone..assume you have balance...assume you have stability..but you're never really sure and every single stride is a fight. You take those steps alone....but you know that if you were to suddenly lose what you had to accomplish on your own, that the fall is only aided by the emotions that are already tainted with uncertainty. Those tainted emotions soon wear the MASK of strength, confidence, balance...and create an "image" of what one should have been if things were....different.
All I long for is that our understandings meet in the middle, at the centerpiece of my heart's dinner table....and to hold on so tight that no force can have the power to pull them apart like a riddle. Knowing that it is feasible by the grace of my never ending faith, I've been doing my part for a pair of decades plus one, but my other half just seems to always miss her turn in this game and continuosly takes the option to run. She knows the order...it remains constant and hasn't changed against the test of time, but as her turn approaches and calls for action she has no words for satisfaction and takes on the livelyhood of a mime.
Everything goes on a never ending pause and when it resumes it's someone elses turn, giving their all of what they see missing but never being able to fill the space that's reserved for the one who started my life from merely kissing. Her piece stands still on the board, at attention as if ready for war, when really it's just a cover up for a life where more than a heart and favorite teddy bear were tore. The pain that she bottled up served as my feeding tube, as she inadverently nourished me with all of what she thought she'd left behind and never have to tell me, stunting my growth with the epitome of a hassle that she failed to see. Now eating on my own, that first feeding became part of my make up, hiding all the scars and blemishes she had plus mine so I intentionally lay on the foundation to make sure it cakes up. Trying to find a resolve is like literally looking for a needle in a hay stack, because all I get in return for that search is more pain and a bumpier road to get back.
Playing a game of tug and war with the authorities in blue on earth, for who I see as the reason I'm here but to them she's nothing more than filth and dirt. Countless attempts to speak reason into a mind so overcome with the ways of the world and a boat load of bad habits due to crime, I'd do better talking to a cage full of animals because at least after some time they notice sincerity in your voice and are willing to give some attention even if sublime. As the ticks and the tocks lay sound to the moving father of time, I stay standing with a head held high even though what I carry exceeds the weight that the doctor said was mine. Until her turn approaches again, I'll pray that he delivers my message in any way that he can and that she's finally willing to meet my waiting hands in the middle so that we both win....I'm ready to move.
Thanks for reading,
Sharontina
Friday, February 18, 2011
Fun Facts ABout Me!
Name: Sharontina, but most call me Tina :)
Occupation: Student, intern, social media & fashion enthusiast!
The best thing about your job is…
I LOVE to learn and challenge myself and I get a chance to do that every day! Fashion is ever changing so it keeps me locked in! <3
Reason for “Tweeting”:
Because I love to bother people! Hahaha, kidding… I tweet to network with peers and people I have looked up to for years! I’ve gone so many places and done so many things that I never thought were possible, ultimately because of Twitter!
Favorite piece of clothing/ accessory right now:
Hmmm…that’s hard! My favorite piece of clothing is my “Grandpa sweater”…it’s perfect, adds comfort and a subtle flash of color! Fav accessory is a tie between my signature belt from Iman Global Chic and my collection of bangles!
Best spot for cocktails:
Well, I won’t be old enough to drink until May 22nd, so… I’ll just leave this one alone… hahahaha…
Favorite drink: Orange soda!!!!! Just like Kel from “Good Burger”
Last purchase: A divine equestrian hat from H&M… love it!
You friends and/or co-workers describe you as… Adventurous and always willing to chase a dream! They may also say I’m obsessed with NYC!
5 Things that are always in your purse/ bag/ briefcase: Hmmm….
• Blackberry
• Business cards
• Makeup
• Daily planner/pen
• Wallet
If you could be inside one person’s head for a day, whose would it be? Tyra Banks!!!!
Do you have a secret talent?
Many! For some odd reason I can do a little bit of everything… I can sing a nice tune, design/sew, draw, braid hair (like the shop!), write poetry…etc etc etc..
What’s your favorite song right now?
I like music from before my time, “Guess Who I Saw Today”, by Nancy Wilson.
Who inspires you the most?
My grandmother, the light of my life.
Your most glamorous night out consisted of…
Hmm..probably Fashion’s Night Out hanging in VIP with Oscar James, Deborah Cox and Solange..fun night!!
On your day off, or in our free time, you’re most likely…
In NYC at someone’s event, love going to the city!
If you could have one super power, what would it be?
To fly, ever since R. Kelly’s “I Believe I Can Fly”!
What’s your guilty pleasure?
Fashion magazines, I have stacks upon stacks! I can't throw beauty away!!!
Where’s your favorite place to travel/vacation?
I haven’t been many places, but Miami was beautiful..
Who’s your celebrity crush?
Boris Kodjoe… that is one hell of a man!
The one trend that you think should never, EVER come back is…
Skirts and Uggs worn together! Why do people think that’s ok?...lol
Occupation: Student, intern, social media & fashion enthusiast!
The best thing about your job is…
I LOVE to learn and challenge myself and I get a chance to do that every day! Fashion is ever changing so it keeps me locked in! <3
Reason for “Tweeting”:
Because I love to bother people! Hahaha, kidding… I tweet to network with peers and people I have looked up to for years! I’ve gone so many places and done so many things that I never thought were possible, ultimately because of Twitter!
Favorite piece of clothing/ accessory right now:
Hmmm…that’s hard! My favorite piece of clothing is my “Grandpa sweater”…it’s perfect, adds comfort and a subtle flash of color! Fav accessory is a tie between my signature belt from Iman Global Chic and my collection of bangles!
Best spot for cocktails:
Well, I won’t be old enough to drink until May 22nd, so… I’ll just leave this one alone… hahahaha…
Favorite drink: Orange soda!!!!! Just like Kel from “Good Burger”
Last purchase: A divine equestrian hat from H&M… love it!
You friends and/or co-workers describe you as… Adventurous and always willing to chase a dream! They may also say I’m obsessed with NYC!
5 Things that are always in your purse/ bag/ briefcase: Hmmm….
• Blackberry
• Business cards
• Makeup
• Daily planner/pen
• Wallet
If you could be inside one person’s head for a day, whose would it be? Tyra Banks!!!!
Do you have a secret talent?
Many! For some odd reason I can do a little bit of everything… I can sing a nice tune, design/sew, draw, braid hair (like the shop!), write poetry…etc etc etc..
What’s your favorite song right now?
I like music from before my time, “Guess Who I Saw Today”, by Nancy Wilson.
Who inspires you the most?
My grandmother, the light of my life.
Your most glamorous night out consisted of…
Hmm..probably Fashion’s Night Out hanging in VIP with Oscar James, Deborah Cox and Solange..fun night!!
On your day off, or in our free time, you’re most likely…
In NYC at someone’s event, love going to the city!
If you could have one super power, what would it be?
To fly, ever since R. Kelly’s “I Believe I Can Fly”!
What’s your guilty pleasure?
Fashion magazines, I have stacks upon stacks! I can't throw beauty away!!!
Where’s your favorite place to travel/vacation?
I haven’t been many places, but Miami was beautiful..
Who’s your celebrity crush?
Boris Kodjoe… that is one hell of a man!
The one trend that you think should never, EVER come back is…
Skirts and Uggs worn together! Why do people think that’s ok?...lol
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Beauty
A secret...that is hidden behind the depth of her being..
Inspired by those that came before her, but nourished by what she sees best fit.
She knows it exist and as hard as she tries to show it to the world,to her it is mere satisfaction.
She searches and searches for her moment of discovery,that will soon transform her perfect ebony into a glowing portrait of inspiration.
She seeks and she finds,the hands that are like those of he who painted the picture of the world.
The grace within them,the place where skill calls home,where the movement is guided by the secret that is within the canvas.
Without words,they work together and in seeing her reflection she is speechless;as her secret is told to the world.
The natural essence of her beauty is now an interpretation of the secret she already holds,the one she tried and tried to uncover.
Those hands that graced her beautiful face and treated it as if it was the most delicate of lace,is the one who knows the secret....
The secret of beauty that is present in all and can be told to the world once and for all.
He is aware of his gift and shares it with love,
because he understands that it could only have come from above"
Thank you Sam for dedicating yourself to helping beautiful black women express their natural beauty everyday.There are so many women who feel they are not beautiful and the work you do,along with your love to teach others,really helps them realize that they are.You are truly blessed and you inspired me to write this.
xoxo,
Sharontina
Inspired by those that came before her, but nourished by what she sees best fit.
She knows it exist and as hard as she tries to show it to the world,to her it is mere satisfaction.
She searches and searches for her moment of discovery,that will soon transform her perfect ebony into a glowing portrait of inspiration.
She seeks and she finds,the hands that are like those of he who painted the picture of the world.
The grace within them,the place where skill calls home,where the movement is guided by the secret that is within the canvas.
Without words,they work together and in seeing her reflection she is speechless;as her secret is told to the world.
The natural essence of her beauty is now an interpretation of the secret she already holds,the one she tried and tried to uncover.
Those hands that graced her beautiful face and treated it as if it was the most delicate of lace,is the one who knows the secret....
The secret of beauty that is present in all and can be told to the world once and for all.
He is aware of his gift and shares it with love,
because he understands that it could only have come from above"
Thank you Sam for dedicating yourself to helping beautiful black women express their natural beauty everyday.There are so many women who feel they are not beautiful and the work you do,along with your love to teach others,really helps them realize that they are.You are truly blessed and you inspired me to write this.
xoxo,
Sharontina
Saturday, July 3, 2010
..The Day I Got Enhanced..
This is what happens when you like the FINEr things in life....
1. The variety of brushes that should be in the brush kit and how each one serves a diferent purpose but yet all work together.
2. In brow maintenance,clear mascara serves as a major helper when trying to see which parts need to be corrected in grooming and also to lock the color and powder in once it is set.
3. The importance of moisturizer!It makes the face supple and ready for product and also serves as a protective shield.
4.The intricate application of concealer and foundation and the ways to match it to the complexion depending on the coverage desired.
5.The addition of lip liner and importance of applying lip color with a brush,the blending creates a beautiful 3 dimensional lip that is to diiieee for!
...I actually wish I could sit here and highlight every single point that was made in the video because they are all so very important and help to get the coveted look in the end!It doesn't just end after he does 3 beautiful makeovers,I absolutely LOVED watching the interview where Sam answered questions that I'm sure we all have for him.His dedication and drive is what got him where he is today,not luck or knowing the right people.It takes hard work to achieve greatness and I was so very inspired by Sam's story and to see that just like a normal person,as he and ALL celebrities are,started in a position we may be in today. He is a living and WOORRKKKKKing example that if you want something bad enough,when your preparation meets the right opportnity,it will equal success. I really want to thank Sam Fine for creating this instructional video because it is truly a big help to those that don't know where to start but wish to enhance their beauty at any age.The beginning is the most important part and what better way to learn the foundations than from one of my favorite makeup artists Sam Fine!
A million THANK YOUs to Sam Fine and what better way to celebrate than a photoshoot with my new best friend!
Signed X ___TyrasLilSis_____ ...*clears throat* aka Sharontina :)
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
The Big Sister I Always Had...
Wednesday,Feb3rd, my biggest dream came true...I finally got the chance to meet my role model(aka Big sister in my head)If you know me, you know that I LOVE Tyra like a sister and although that may be hard to believe in that she isn't related to me,all that she stands for and all that shes's done for young women all over the world has had an impact on me like no other.I want to tell you EVERYTHING that happened every second we were there..but if I did many of you wouldn't watch and the producers may have a bone to pick with me;). So...instead I will just tell you about how much fun it was meeting the other four ladies and how we all share the same love for Tyra!...The show was partly about her Superfans,which are BEYOND the levels of a "BIGGEST" fans(I bet that says a lot huh?)So of course we had to step up to the plate and show that we weren't just your averege fans...and we did just that!You would have thought we were at boot camp but our love is so strong for her that instead it translated to us as if we were writing our ABC's.Arriving in NYC that Monday night was so amazing to me...many that know me know me also know that I have a slight...ok,MAJOR addiction to NYC,it's constant buzzing,chaos and lights!I just love that place and being able to go and see Tyra all in one was creating what would be the best time of my life to date!When I arrived in NYC and I couldn't wait to meet my twitter sisters who LOVE Tyra just as much as me...I was so happy to meet them! Teah and Emily were just as I expected them to be...Cool,down to earth Tyra lovers!!! The next day we had to do some shooting for the show(wont give details about that) but I'll show you a pic of me,teah and Emily at Tyra's studio after our hair and makeup! Aren't we fierce???!
We also got to meet two of the coolest Cali girls,Sanam and Morgan..who are also superfans!! Here they are the first day of shooting..we heart them so much!!!<3
and of course Teah(the photog) snapped a fierce pic of me in the van;) 
After our day of filming some inside extras for the show,we were free to go out and about and see NYC..but guess what?...we were pooped!We lounged until about 12am and then decided to go out and see the beautiful city we adore so much!!Me and Teah perused around the city until we reached Times Square where we looked like obvious tourists,taking pictures of things natives would usually pass right by without even an ounce of excitement...for instance.....
YES...that's snow..and to us...this was "cool" but people were looking at us as if to say"what do they find exciting about a lit up building!?"...We didn't care,and the photog(Teah) kept snapping away!
The magic of these streets cannot be explained...
I was so curious to see what he was making!...sad part is...I never figured it out...
But I'm assuming Teah did because she had a KoolAid smile on her face :D
After our destinationless trip throughout the city(as we called it) we headed back to the hotel...and almost immediately our nerves took control of us.The next day we were going to come face to face...physically meet the woman we have looked up to for so many years..I didn't know if I was nervous because I was going to be staring my idol right in her face...or because I thought I might swallow all my words once the camera came on and just begin to tell her the thousands of reasons why I admire and respect her...I was just so excited and honored that SHE chose me and wanted the world to see how much we stand for what she does.I can't explain the emotions I was feeling but it was definitely a combination and I could not wait to see how it would translate once I walked onto the stage.The moment I walked on to that stage and saw my idol...the woman I look up to like a big sister..the one I will argue a complete stranger down for...the one who has me running from class to make sure I don't miss a beat of the show...I felt nothing but happiness and honor.I could not believe this was happening to me and the feeling I got when I walked out onto that stage...I never felt before...EVER.When I got closer to her and she opened her arms to embrace a hug and said my name...it felt like probably how people feel when they win the lottery!I was the happiest person in the world and my smile told that to the whole audience.That hug confirmed everything...our love and admiration for the work Tyra does was all over our faces ,but her hug was so appreciative and loving and I could feel that she appreciated us too.After that introduction my nerves calmed down a bit,but the excitement went nowhere..in fact,it's still here as I'm typing!I could not stop smiling...people probably thought I was crazy...but at least I was a happy crazy person!The moment I saw the tears fall from Emily's eyes and saw Tyra begin to tear up I felt the lump in my throat but I said "NO Tina,do not cry!"...I could hear the words of the producer in my head"do not cry ugly" lol..and I KNOW that my cry is not pretty so I sucked it up,and let it pass..It was just too surreal...I still don't believe it happened.The show was amazing and being able to spend time with Tyra and talk to her about how she has inspired us and encouraged us was more than I could possibly ask for.I want to tell you ALL of the details but I want you guys to watch the show and see for yourself how much she means to us.On the train ride home I just kept reliving the moment...thanking God and trying to figure out what I did to deserve for MY dream to come true.As I thought and thought I couldnt't come up with an answer that was right or wrong so I decided to just take it all in...and appreciate what had just happened to me.When I woke up the next morning...back in my dorm room...the place I had left with a dream...I looked around and asked myself"did this really happen??" and the only way I would allow myself to prove it was true,was to look over to my dresser and see this...
It was not a dream...I did not need to be pinched..I had met my idol,..my role model..the big sister I always had... <3
I love Tyra forever more and the inspiration I get from her is so much appreciated and valued so highly..
SignedX___TyrasLilSis___ xoxo
Friday, December 18, 2009
"How Youu Dooiinnnnn?!"
So...we all know the quirky,divaliscious, always funny Wendy Williams. Well me and my friends got a chance to attend a taping yesterday at her studio in NYC and when I say fun..I mean FUN, VIP style! EVERYTHING was pretty in pink and I absolutely loved it! So we ended up getting there a little toooo early, but hey it's better to be early than late. In the process of trying to kill about two hours, we frantically ran around the surrounding area tryng to find a warm place! Killed about 10 minutes standing in Starbucks staring at people, then went to this random apartment complex that had a lobby,but once the receptionist guy realized we were random people he said "uhhmmm, can I help you??"..We tried to act like we didn't hear him because we knew the end result would be "you have to leave", but after ignoring the question for about 40 seconds I felt like I was being disrespectful and said, "ummm,we are just trying to get warm". As expected, he replies with "uhhh, you can't just hang out in the lobby".
Back in the cold we were and just when we thought we were going to die of hypothermia, we discovered a Dunkin Donuts!!! The one place you can go and sit for hours and not be asked a single question...even if you don't buy anything!! HE answered our prayers and we sat in there until it was time to go back. The WHOLE Wendy staff was down to earth beyond belief,they were like old friends..so welcoming. After all the prep and wait and seating and all, they were like "come on down here and dance yall!" and the whole audience was on the dance floor doin their thing(and this was before the show even started!). The show was great and Wendy is just as funny and humble in person as she is on tv. As she walked up the aisle next to us,my friends and I were all just staring dead in her face and when she looked and saw us, she put on a big friendly smile and said "Hey girls!" lol..I have to say it was quite rude of us to stare and created an awkward moment,but her warm greeting made it A ok and we were hype that she spoke to us hahahaa..!Even though it was freezing , we had a great time in NYC and Wendy sent us all home with a wrapping paper kit from Kate's Paperie. After leaving the show, we went to this diner on Broadway where the waiters and waitresses sung broaoday songs the whole time...later I realized that they aspire to be on Broadway so they perform all day in hopes to get discovered I guess...duh lol.There's so much more to tell about our trip but this is a blog, not a book so I'll end here..but here are sum pics! enjoy :)
Back in the cold we were and just when we thought we were going to die of hypothermia, we discovered a Dunkin Donuts!!! The one place you can go and sit for hours and not be asked a single question...even if you don't buy anything!! HE answered our prayers and we sat in there until it was time to go back. The WHOLE Wendy staff was down to earth beyond belief,they were like old friends..so welcoming. After all the prep and wait and seating and all, they were like "come on down here and dance yall!" and the whole audience was on the dance floor doin their thing(and this was before the show even started!). The show was great and Wendy is just as funny and humble in person as she is on tv. As she walked up the aisle next to us,my friends and I were all just staring dead in her face and when she looked and saw us, she put on a big friendly smile and said "Hey girls!" lol..I have to say it was quite rude of us to stare and created an awkward moment,but her warm greeting made it A ok and we were hype that she spoke to us hahahaa..!Even though it was freezing , we had a great time in NYC and Wendy sent us all home with a wrapping paper kit from Kate's Paperie. After leaving the show, we went to this diner on Broadway where the waiters and waitresses sung broaoday songs the whole time...later I realized that they aspire to be on Broadway so they perform all day in hopes to get discovered I guess...duh lol.There's so much more to tell about our trip but this is a blog, not a book so I'll end here..but here are sum pics! enjoy :)
Wendy Studio,pretty in Pink!
Self explanatory ;)
Us in the studio waiting for Wendy to come out
This was right after we got kicked out of that random apartment lobby lol
"How yOuu dooiiinnnn?!"
Tina B.
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