Monday, April 16, 2012

New York, Your Wearing THAT!

 I remember when I was a little kid riding the train to Manhattan with my mom I use to admire  the fashions. My first memory of New York fashion was near 34 street. A woman had yellow spiked hair she was dressed like Cyndi Lauper, however she had her own touch. I remember going to Fulton Street and watching the "hip hop style and guys and girls. I always loved when I saw a person wearing Cazals. It just added a special touch to an outfit. New York was something in the 80's and even the 70's.
 I went to Soho today. I was looking for a pair of gold sneakers. Yes, GOLD DARLINGS No Luck! As I walking around I discovered New York has lost it's style and realness. We are slowly becoming a cookie cutter city. Why is this happening? I blame it on Kim K. and all of those other reality t.v. shows. New Yorkers are dressing the same even the weirdo's have lost their weirdness. The punks have lost their spunk and the rich snobs are just RICH no hint of Chanel anywhere just big mouths screaming about their rental vacation homes in the Hampton's. I only found three originals walking around. The rest were just Soho wannabe's.
While heading to the train I did spot a group who had their on style. They were walking behind me. I smelled weed so, I turned around. Two of them were smoking weed. They were keeping it real fo' sho' lol They had style, real style. I call their look BUMMYWEED CHIC. They were bummy, however they had that old New York style I was looking for.

I miss the old New York. I miss the old style. Shoot I miss Ed Koch ♥
I still Love New York♥ Just get your style back!

GIVE ME A NICKEL, YOU N TRAIN BASTARDS!!!

Remember back in the old days when real homeless people would ask for a nickel and if you didn't give he or she would say God Bless or nothing at all? Those were the days.
I decided to take the N train I thought it would be less stressful. A (fake)homeless man got on the train and announces, "I'm homeless.I won't perform, but I need money." He continued to walk up and down the car repeating himself. Not one person gave him money. Well, this brother got so mad. He began screaming," I wish your homes will catch on fire, then you won't have no nickels."
" You're all stupid cuz you used nickels to play scratch-offs and lost. You are all stupid because you played Power Ball and lost that's why y'all a**holes are sitting on the train. He repeated this for 10 minutes.
Why didn't he move on? Why are nickels his favorite coin?
Before he got off the train he said, "I hate all of you motherf****. You all make me sick. Hold on to yo' d*** nickels. Hold on TIGHT!"
Back to the Q train I go.