Peace the F*ck Out 2008 - More Grind in '09

According to the Gregorian Calendar, Jan 1st is the day that we all emerge with a clean slate and a promise to ourself not to relapse into the same bad habits of yesteryear. Most of us fail. Some of the more determined, succeed. And the days tick into new chances to be better, more compassionate, more physically fit, and damn sure more prosperous. Hopefully we shake the monkey off our back, face reality, and see that bullshitting is NOT on the agenda for this year. Sure, it's fine to endlessly Twitter your life away while elsewhere, more important matters require your full-attention. You know, like your family, your friends back home, your kids, your life partner. But they're waiting for you to come back to earth and put some work behind your words.

This year, I'd like to be nicer. I don't want to be the obscenity-spewing road rager. Or the defensive ethnic girl with a neck snap. Or the tired girlfriend who won't let you hit it anymore. I want to live in the moment and be happy. It's more than just the goals ahead, it's the people around us. It's too easy to press restart and pretend that the challenges of '08 will cease to exist at the stroke of midnight. If this has been a challenging year for you as it has been for me, then we can only hope to be smarter about things this time around and never forget to check in with each other more often.

Here's to another year of serving the people and bringing out the best in each other. After all, we're all we got!

Much love to you all!

Holidays in the Yay

What up world?! Hope you're having a safe and festive holiday season with your loved ones. The family and I are up in the Bay so updates may be few and far between. But don't fret, '09 is gonna be jam-packed with good stuff starting off with my NY trip in mid-Jan and other surprises yet-to-be-announced! Stay tuned and keep reading!

Much Love,
Ms. Krish

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Social Poaching in the Dating World

No phase brings me more headache than the one as follows: "Aye Krish, sup wit' cha homegirl?" Or, the always charming and more generalized "Hook me up with one of your girls." If you ever had to utter one of those words to me, you already know my response: "Hell naw. Hook yourself up."

And I'm not trying to salt your game, fellas, because I know that my lady friends are fly, fresh, and fabulous, but if you can't pull that on your own, there's nothing I can do about it homeboy. Here's why.

If one of my girls was even remotely interested in you, you'd know. She'd make sure to arrange outings in which y'all bump into each other, or she'd casually ask me who you're seeing. On the rare occasions that this did occur, I'm all for it! Just as long as both of you sign a liability waiver releasing me from any possible adverse effects of your hookup, and refrain from dishing the dirty details. If I am a mutual friend, I do not need to know anything about your habits behind closed doors.

Also, if you happen to be drunk at a club and see me dancing with my homegirls and try to do the stealth move (the one where you sneak up behind her so she has no idea who the hell she's dancing with), my friendship with you would protect you from potential embarrassment and/or drink in the face. They would mouth to me, "Is this your homie?" and I would roll my eyes, say yes, and they'd smile gingerly and back away slowly.

Okay, I'd like to entertain the possibility of a blissful union, like you, for a second and think that it was I who brought two soul mates together. In a perfect world, I'd feel happy about doing such an honorable deed. I'd give a toast at your wedding and everyone would cheer at my good samaritanism.

But the act of asking me in itself is lazy and troublesome especially if a.) you and I aren't even that close b.) you refer to my girl only by her internet nickname c.) you send her a myspace message namedropping me as if it were some virtual cosign.

Having said these things, if you were somehow destined to be together, things will happen naturally, whether or not I am involved. But for the record, it's really not a good look.

Happy Birthday to Kahlil Bayani de Leon Deocampo

Dear readers,

Has it been this long since I've updated? It seems that my iPhone and Twitter account have been getting far more action and for that, I truly apologize. Since the last time I've blogged, I've been preparing for the holidays and Kahlil Bayani's 1st birthday (complete with an 8ft snowman!), which you will be enjoying as soon as I get those pictures back. And most recently, I've been fighting off a cold and cough from the millions of germs my visitors and their sniffling kiddies have tracked into my humble abode, but with this freezing weather, it was, alas, inevitable.

Today is a very special day, I'd like to add. Today is KB's real birthday, and my one-year anniversary of being a mommy. It was the most gratifying and challenging year in my life and has been the one event that has changed my entire perception of the way things are, and the way things are supposed to be. I once thought that as soon as you have a kid, it's a wrap for your social life, your career, and your identity. And I had to prove myself wrong.

If anything, having Kahlil has made me more invested in my own future, more choosey of the company I keep, more discerning of the social outings I partake in, more diplomatic in the way I speak, more compassionate towards others, and more critical of my own past mistakes. For Kahlil, it is a first year of milestones and many more to come. For Bam and I, it is a culmination of all that we have to teach and our own personal problems to fix before our son gets old enough to know that we're not perfect.

Anyhow, before I bestow my maternal leanings to you completely, I'd like to give thanks for a wonderful year of health, blessings, and a committed readership! Thank you for sharing this first year of motherhood with me, and thank you for your comments of support and love.

Happy Birthday Son!

B.O.B. - Autotune

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Guerilla Busfare HOLLADAZE PLAYLIST

I used to like holiday music...that is, until Capitalism forced it upon me in the form of annoyingly-repetitious muzak compilations courtesy of GAP Inc. Nevertheless, this winter baby revels in cozy knits, soy caramel macchiatos and lilting melodies to cap off these short days and long nights. So I decided to share with you some of my favorite songs to sip that wine to...

Tracklist:

1. Again - John Legend
2. Feel Like Makin' Love - D'Angelo
3. After The Dance - Marvin Gaye
4. Back In Love - Estelle
5. My One and Only Love - John Coltrane
6. Loverman - Robin Thicke
7. (There Is) No Greater Love - Amy Winehouse
8. Soul Eyes - John Coltrane
9. This Christmas - Donny Hathaway
10. Gee, Baby, Ain't I Good To You? - Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong


Download it HERE

Any holiday favorites you want to share?

Get your loved ones something they really need...

A reality check! And products from The Onion Store!

Don't forget the greeting cards!

(Jewish Kids outside of window)

Don't worry, they're just selling empty boxes. But you know if Kanye put it on his blog, you'd probably buy it!

Mama Clothing F/W Collection: "La Vida Loca"

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Photography by my girl, Amanda Lopez.