Friday, July 29, 2011
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Friday, July 22, 2011
Thursday, July 21, 2011
8 Clever Makeup Tips You Haven't Heard Before...
Ditch the oil slick To keep shine in check, Revlon Global Artistic Director Gucci Westman always keeps blotting papers on hand. But in a pinch, she has an unusual way to keep oil at bay. "Believe it or not," she says, "I sometimes put deodorant on my finger and dab under my eyes and t-zone to help create a matte look."
Try a colored eyeliner Changing your eyeliner can make eyes look bigger and brighter, says makeup artist Tina Turnbow, who has worked with stars such as Natalie Portman and Julianne Moore. "Try swapping black for plum, olive green or indigo," she suggests. "Black can close up the eye and make it appear smaller, because darker colors make the eye recede. Some colors, even brown, can be softer."
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Wednesday, July 20, 2011
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Thursday, July 14, 2011
Does Alicia Keys Have Cankles?
Alicia Keys strolls through New York with son Egypt and stepson Kaseem, Jr.
Shank it, NBA: Locked-out players can golf with Jordan, but not for charity?
Charlotte Bobcats owner Michael Jordan could lose $1 million dollars this week at the American Century Classic golf tournament, and that figure would have nothing to do with any sort of side bets he makes on making par with his foursome.
Because the NBA has locked out its players, and prohibited any sort of contact between NBA team employees and NBA players (even if they are currently "under contract," so to speak, with other teams), Jordan could face a million dollar fine should he either be paired with or simply speak to one of the five NBA players scheduled to appear at the tourney.
Who are the players, and team employees, you ask? Click here to read the rest.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
What to do When you Realize that Horrible Smell is You
Experts say that to eliminate body odor, one should stick to a diet rich in vegetables and take chlorophyll supplements and wear loose-fitting clothing and bathe regularly and always wear socks with closed-toe shoes and think only pleasant, floral thoughts. But that advice is worth fuck-all when you've spent the weekend eating cheeseburgers and woke up too late to shower before work and you ran out of clean laundry days ago and the only socks you can find are the novelty Thanksgiving turkey socks that your mom gave you as a joke last year because they were $2 at a gas station.
If you're on Team Unhygienic or — if your various bodily perfumes, tinctures, and deodorizers surrender more readily than a Frenchman — and you can't pop into a drug store, never fear. You can MacGyver your way out of this.Should your unexpected smelliness occur when you're lucky enough to be at a restaurant, hunt around for some vinegar (anything but balsamic will do, because even worse than having smelly armpits is having two giant, dark brown salad-scented armpit stains). Ask for a little ramekin of the acrid stuff, and if the server asks you what it's for, just say, "It's for my armpits HAHAHAHAHA" to reduce suspicion, because how silly to think one would do something so crazy as to use vinegar for armpit-related activities. My stars.
Once the nosy server has brought you your elixir of stink killer, go to the bathroom , soak a wad of toilet paper in it, and apply it to the underarms. Obviously you'll want to disguise the fact that you're taking a food item to the bathroom. If you absolutely won't be able to sneak it to the bathroom, very shadily dip your napkin into the vinegar until most of it is absorbed and then take your napkin to the bathroom. Act like you're just absently carrying it. Carrying a napkin is less weird than carrying a small bowl of vinegar. You can also use corn starch to absorb odor, although asking for cornstarch is probably more strange than asking for vinegar.
Monday, July 11, 2011
Tales From the Bar - Vol 1, Lena
Some people might say I’m nosey, but I don’t go around asking people about their business, they jus’ tell it to me. See, I been bartendin’ at this club The Beat for almost 20 years. It ain’t always been called The Beat. You know how clubs do—they always getting shut down, lose they liquor license or somethin’ else. They just close down and remodel and then open back up with a new name.
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Some people might say I’m nosey, but I don’t go around asking people about their business, they jus’ tell it to me. See, I been bartendin’ at this club The Beat for almost 20 years. It ain’t always been called The Beat. You know how clubs do—they always getting shut down, lose they liquor license or somethin’ else. They just close down and remodel and then open back up with a new name.
Things been good lately though, even though they done added that Go-Go music a couple nights a week. Some older folks don’t like that music, but for real for real, I don’t mind it all. Matter of fact, I like some of it. Shoot, I used to go see Chuck Brown myself and he damn near a hundred. He the one that created the music.
Like I was saying, I don’t go around asking people no whole bunch of questions; they just start talking to me. You know how you always see people on TV pouring their heart out to the bartender? Well nine times out of ten, that’s what happens. Okay maybe eight times, no make that seven. So, I might be a little nosey, but I get it honest. Shoot, my mama and grandmamma was nosey. But for real for real, all you gotta do is sit back and listen quietly and you’ll hear about all types of shenanigans.
I know everything that goes on at The Beat. We get a lot of regulars and anybody that comes in, I done either heard them talking or heard someone talking about ‘em. I can usually put two and two together and figure the story out. People say I tend to embellish a story, but you don’t have to hear everything to know the whole story. Shoot, some things are just obvious. Anything you wanna know, just ask Lena . Now, I said I ain’t nosey, but I never said I didn’t gossip. I just try not to be messy wit’ it.
Mostly I work the happy hour shift cuz we still got a lot of the older folks that come in to hand dance. Lot of ‘em been coming here for years even when the club had other names. On Tuesday nights they do karaoke. You know I used to do a little somethin’ somethin’ in my day so if the crowd asks nicely, I might come from behind the bar and bless them with a song. Wednesday is all about the hand dancers. Thursday’s crowd comes out early cuz that’s when the band plays. They sound pretty good, but I hate when they play a song for 20 minutes. The younger folks might give you a lot of lip, but they tip way better than those older cats.
On Friday night we get those bourgie folks. They call theyselves professionals, but stuck up is what I call ‘em. And talk about cheap! I do alright though, but you’d think with their good jobs they’d tip better. And let me let you in on a little secret: They might got money, but honey they got as many problems as my hood folks that come in on Saturday to see the band Natural Essence.
Speaking of Natural Essence, that crowd is a mess, but I make the most money cuz they buy all the bottles of that champagne. I don’t understand how they spend $150 on a bottle of that Moët, when it only costs about 40 bucks in the store. And its nasty. Give me some of that moscato. I don’t understand them, but I’m glad they buy it.
And Lena might be a hair past 50, but I ain’t no slouch in the looks department. I ain’t size 10 like I used to be, but I’m a thick size 16 and I look good in my jeans. Well an 18 if I ain’t wearing my Spanx, but I got all my teeth and nice hair that I keep in a nice short cut. If I don’t do nothing else, I get my hair done every Friday morning. First thing so I can make it out by happy hour. Even though everyone thinks I’m in my thirties, people tell me I got an old soul. Been hearing that since I was a child. I always wanted to sit up under my granny and her friends to hear what they were talking about. They were some funny ladies. I miss my granny. I need to take some time off and go down south to visit her. She’s still going strong and if you think I’m a mess, wait until you meet her.
These young chicks “can’t take me,” as my gay neighbor Edwin always say. (I got some stories on him—we’ll gossip about him later.) I still get my flirt on a little bit. Whatever it takes to get the tip. Well let me take that back cuz honey, you should see what some of those younger bartenders be doing. Now, I ain’t the manager even though they wanted me to be, but I like serving drinks and talking to folks so I passed it up. Too much headache. But, I am the head bartender, so sometimes I have to get on those girls. Our dress code is all black and some of them be coming to work with skirts so short you can see they womb if they bend over. Or titties just popping out they shirt. But I guess that’s what they want these days.
Even though I been here for 20 years, it ain’t all been sunshine and roses, so a few times I looked around at others clubs. Figure I got all this experience that anybody would be happy to have me. Boy was I wrong. Seems like now if you ain’t light skinned or exotical, then they don’t want you in a lot of places like some of those bigger clubs. Either that or you got to be someone they want to screw and half the time these chicks are robbing them blind. Bartenders are some big thieves. I’m glad they don’t pull that type of BS here though. All that matters is that you got some type of personality, experience or you willing to work hard and you don’t steal. For real for real, I sell more drinks than all those youngins.
Now Lena get along with most anybody and I ain’t got to steal no customers to get a tip, cuz my customers love me, but you should see how some of these girls will just jump in front of you to try to serve somebody. They tried to keep that from happening by making us split tips, but when the owner’s lazy ass daughter would work here she wouldn’t hardly sell no drinks and then she’d go home with all our tips. That was one of the times I started looking for a new spot, but Angel, the bar manager put her foot down. So, every now and then I got to tell one of these youngins about theyself. One who I don’t have to say much to is Jordan
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Ladies, Marry, Screw, or Kill - Week One. The Choice is Yours
Of the following, which one would you marry? Which one would you screw? Which one would you kill?
The rules: You have to choose one action for each of them and you cannot choose the same action for any of them. So marry, screw or kill?
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The rules: You have to choose one action for each of them and you cannot choose the same action for any of them. So marry, screw or kill?
Dear On the Potomac Readers...
Occasionally I get asked when I'm going to write another installment, but I currently don't have any plans to continue the series. As you may have realized, the OTP site is no longer up. However if you want to go back and read episodes, you can do so by going to the yahoo group that was used for the mailing list.
Click here to read old episodes.
In the meantime, be on the lookout for my new series, Tales from the Bar. Tales follows Lena, head bartender at nightclub, The Beat. Lena, an admitted gossip, shares stories with you about her co-workers and customers who sit down at her bar. Hope you enjoy this one as much as you enjoyed On the Potomac.
Tales from the Bar, debuts Monday, July 11!
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Friday, July 8, 2011
Carlashes - Eyelashes for Your Car!!??
The first time I ever saw these, I thought I was seeing things. I tried to catch up to the car to see if I was imagining it, but I was unable to. Now, after reading a post on a messageboard that I frequent, I see that it was not my imagination, nor was it some type of fairy car. It was carlashes. They will run you about $27 and you can also get plain eyeliner or crystal eyeliner. Whatchu think of these?
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P.S. I hope I don't see any men with these on their car.
(Un)Lock It: the Percussive People in the Go-Go Pocket by Thomas Sayers Ellis
Exhibition Dates August 5 - October 7
Go-Go is a non-stop, vernacular dance music unique to Washington, D.C. and the Pocket is the percussive conversation between or beneath Go-Go grooves and songs. This photography project takes its title from a term ”Lock It” used by the Go-Go community to describe a perfectly played (or locked) Go-Go Pocket. The goal of the Pocket is Home Rule and its anthem is “Bustin’ Loose,” Chuck Brown’s classic call for ‘The Bridge.” In a city as Capital as Washington, this work is a percussive attempt to reclaim the pictorial power of photography for D.C residents, the folk who (as Walt Whitman once wrote) “do the real living and dying in this land.”
The Gallery at Vivid Solutions
2208 Martin Luther King Jr Ave SE
Washington DC 20020
Top 10 Scariest Food Additives
Top 10 Scariest Food Additives
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The problem with additives runs deep. The FDA currently maintains a list of ingredients called Everything Added to Food in the United States (EAFUS), which features more than 3,000 items and counting. Thankfully, most EAFUS ingredients are benign, but a few of them do have potentially harmful effects. Why they're legal is a mystery to us. Some of them might be backed by powerful lobby groups, while others probably survive simply because some guy at the FDA has too much paperwork on his desk and hasn't made time to adequately review the data.
Below are 10 of the most dubious ingredients hiding in your food, compliments of Eat This, Not That! 2011. Even if you're not convinced of their danger, you have to admit this: The more filler ingredients you cut from your diet, the more space you have for wholesome, nutritious foods.
Click here to keep reading
Below are 10 of the most dubious ingredients hiding in your food, compliments of Eat This, Not That! 2011. Even if you're not convinced of their danger, you have to admit this: The more filler ingredients you cut from your diet, the more space you have for wholesome, nutritious foods.
Click here to keep reading
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Welcome to Bobbie's Beat
Welcome to Bobbie's Beat, home of the musings of Bobbie Westmoreland. For all of you former readers of "On the Potomac," you will be able to check out my new series Tales from the Bar. Tales introduces Lena of The Beat, a Washington, DC area night club. Lena is the gossipy head bartender who knows everyone business and is not afraid to tell it.
I will also share drink recipes, celebrity news and gossip, some of my favorite videos and anything else I think you might find interesting. Enjoy.
I will also share drink recipes, celebrity news and gossip, some of my favorite videos and anything else I think you might find interesting. Enjoy.
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