Tommie Collins

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Monday, January 10, 2011

My Ode to Wearing Shades in the Club

You see them every night in the club. They usually have a table, and come through the doors with others like them. They have an "I'm Important" attitude, and usually end up in the V.I.P. section. Them and their crew take so many pictures, you'd think they were in their own personal photoshoot. Soon they are surrounded by women with short dresses and high heels, the waitress brings out champagne and liquor bottles with sparklers attached to them, and they move from the floor to standing on top of couches with their drinks in the air.
Who are "they?"
"They" are the folks who wear SHADES INSIDE OF THE CLUB.

Some folks laugh at them when they walk by. Others shake their heads and jone on them all night. Some even take camera phone pictures of them and send them to websites such as "HotGhettoMess.com, or ohnoshedidnt.com." So much attention is being paid to these sunglassed pseudo stars, yet it doesn't seem like they care. All that seems to matter to them is that they are partying as hard as they can with their crew. So who is actually winning here, the person who got dressed to come to the club and watch other people all night, or the person who is enjoying themselves to the fullest? I'm sure I know what your answer is, even though you might not want to admit it.
I blame music videos, rap music, and Lil Jon for this phenomenon. I also blame groupies, table hoppers, and club managers for allowing and empowering the wearage of sunglasses in the club. If folks didn't think that it was so cool to do it, then less people would wear them in an attempt to recreate their favorite Young Jeezy video. On the other hand, who are we to judge? Not every one reading this is an "Ultimate Fashion Icon." We all have our bama moments, so be careful when you point the finger, because you just may be exposed yourself. An old wise man once told me that "Bamas have the most fun, because they don't give a damn about what others think about them." Ok, that was a crackhead who said that to me. But in that moment of crack rock bliss, he was right. It's evident that they are having a BALL with those tinted spectacles, and those outside of their circle of fun are tuned in; secretly wishing they could party that way. This goes out to everybody who's doing their own thing, having their own fun, and not giving a flaming fawlk about what anyone else is thinking. I am writing this as a former member of the "shades in the club crew"...does it look like I'm worried about people judging me in these pics? I didn't think so. :-)


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Tuesday, January 4, 2011

My Ode to Black Love

I love Black love.
It's so hard to find...
Or so people would have you believe...

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