Mariah Gave Birth to her Twins!!!

Okay I know it's already been one week but hey, I was busy as hell and didn't have the time to blog about it!

So as the title underlines it, Mariah gave birth last saturday in Los Angeles! The Carey-Cannon couple was about to renew their wedding vows as it's their third anniversary! How fabulous and joyful?! Such a happy news contrary to all the other craps we're hearing such as murder, rape, suicide, bankrupcy, thunderstorms, drought, flood, earthquakes, tsunamis, rehab, depression, divorce, elections, and the list goes on and on and on...!

I've read somewhere on the net that their babies' names are Moroccan Scott Cannon and Monroe Cannon...! Eww, I'm really not sure to like, especially Moroccan; that's just plain odd and ugly! He's going to be bullied and teased all the time during his elementary years! And what about High School?! His life will undoubtedly suck, we should warn Mariah. I mean not only does his name is derived from a country (that I will visit this summer by the way), his name is a nationality... like someone from Morocco... that's not happening! Mariah said her babies' names would begin with the letter M (like her own name, narcissistic much), I guess it may not be that easy which might be the reason why she chose two ugly names.

Mariah claimed her son was named after the room in her appartment that is decorated with Moroccan inspiration. And her daughter is obviously named after '50s pin-up actress and icon Marilyn Monroe, one of Mariah's biggest idols. I guess Monroe is an okay name but Moroccan... I'm not buying it! I'm sorry but it's just plain godawful! I'm sad for him and I can't believe Nick and Mariah are crazy enough to name after the friggin' room where he proposed to her. Honestly I think that if they had named him Morocco, it would be a little bit better, it would be like naming your daughter France, ya know?! But Moroccan is as if my name were American or Australian lol!!

Can you believe Mariah was pregnant for the first time at 40 years old?! That's quite old! She's lucky to have been able to get pregnant in the first place and to have carried them all the way through. Let's emphasize the fact that she gave birth to two very healthy toddlers who both weighed more than 5 pounds.

I really can't wait to see how they look like! They must be really cute though! Let's be honest and admit that Nick and Mariah are a very lovely couple and that they are both good-looking and have exotic looks. I just hope Moroccan won't wish to become a wannabe rapper like his dad and that Monroe will be a little less of a diva than Mariah because otherwise, I really don't think the earth's big enough for such TREMENDOUS egos!!!

Anyways, I don't want you to go think I'm not happy for the news as I'm a big fan of Mariah, I just think that the names are bad, that's all. Nonetheless, I do wish them happiness, joy and emancipation because with all the media attention and paparazzis stalkin' them, their lives must not always be that glamorous or enviable.

Mariah carried them eggs for so long, I believe she was more than relieved to finally go back to an empty belly and start shedding the pounds. The pictures posted below witness Mariah's magnitude of pregnancy!

 

Dem March B-Dayz!!!

March may be a month where the weather is god-awful and the last one before all the undergrad University students get scared and stressed for their upcoming finals but it's also the month where a lot of dear Freunden and celebrities were born! That's why instead of writing an article about my simili-desperation, my fatigue and my lack of motivation, I'll shut up, suck it up and wish a Happy Birthday to all my friends who were born during the month of March.

That includes long-time acquaintance Barabie who was my neighbour when I was young and now lives in Mérida, Mexico with her Maya husband and their two kids, St-Lawrence who just turned 20 (wut a lil' baby), my Lebanese friend Mira, my half-Dutch vriend Mevrouw Hoeven, my annoying colleague under the Hut Amélie, maybe some more but also... the one and only, Miss Mariah Carey!!!!!!!! That's it guyz, U heard it right, Mimoo just turned 41. OMFG! She's getting really old mijn God! But we have to point it out, she's a smoking hot old bag who is about to give birth to her twinsies.

Actually, Mrs. Carey Cannon or wuteva, had a "false alarm" yesterday when she thought she was going into labour because she felt contractions while it was basically her twinsies that were playing "unblock the water from mommy's dam (her kidneys). Poor Mimi, that must have caused her some chichi. Anyways, I love them all and as a present for your eyes dear readers, I will post a lovely pic from Mariah's belly that she took yesterday (on her birthday) which showcases her ENORMOUS pregnant stomach and a painted butterfly (her favourites) half blue and half pink for her son-to-be and daughter-to-be. Imagine how funny it would have been if Mariah had given birth to her twins on her own birth date! They would have been three to share the same birthday thus leading Nick Cannon into bankruptcy each end of March!!! Lolz

"Dem babies" van Mariah en Nick

A wet'N dripping Brithday card that I wish someone would give me for my Birthday lolz!

Bubble Bath Anthems

This is very dear to me as I love to take baths and relax. And I think some music genres are especially good for that matter. Some sassy joints like "Something Stupid" sung by Frank Sinatra and his beloved daughter just make me want to rub myself in a hot tub while smoothing out my spirit 'N soul (lol)! I'm very intuitive so when I listen to a song I automatically associate it with a specific moment of my life or my day, whether it's meant to dance, sing along, scream, cry, get emotional, evacuate one's frustration, get horny or.... take a bath!!! Since the beginning of the Christmas vacation, I wanted to take a bath everyday to relax and soothe my inner mind but never really took the time to do so and pulled a Joe-the-Cocky (my brother) as instead of taking a therapeutic bath, I simply sat down in the shower until my eyes were irritated and my skin shriveled. So I'm making this promise to you to take baths more often as part of my resolutions for the last year of the earth : 2011. I guess it's gonna help me clear my mind, have a nicer-looking skin and a more unstrung lifestyle.

Posted below are the Top 10 best songs for bath-taking:

10. Bliss (by Mariah Carey), This is Mariah at her sultriest and smoothest vocal gymnastics.


9. J'en ai marre (par Alizée), J'ai la peau douce, dans mon bain de mousse.... je m'éclabousse et j'en ris! Mon poisson rouge, dans mon bain de mousse, je l'enmitouffle, je lui dis...



8. La Vie en Rose (by Grace Jones), This song's bass and singer's exotic voice reminds me of the '80s and early '90s and makes me think of the Supermodel era. I guess this is because I've seen a video of that period featuring über-good-looking and stunning aussie Elle Macpherson posing for Sports Illustrated with that song in the background lol... Anyways, it's dripping wet!

7. Pour que tu m'aimes encore (par Céline Dion), So that you'll love me still...

6. Love Me Tender (by Elvis Presley), simply an Elvis classic:

5. Loving You (by Minnie Ripperton), one of Minnie's short-lived career's most notorious hits and sweet ballad. Just like Mariah Carey and tons of other Coloratura enthusiasts, I LOVE Minnie Ripperton! Her music and her voice are so lovely and peaceful. I'm in awe in front of such talent.

4. Something Stupid (by Frank & Nancy Sinatra), this song is just DELICIOUS and adorable! I know it's a bit cheesy and tacky but hell, don't tell me! My dad always made fun of me when I was younger 'cause I really liked this song and he was like ewww... lolz!

3. Smooth Operator (by Sade), Sade just knows how to create a jazzy atmosphere filled with sensuality and bittersweetness. What's funny about this song is that the story of my love for it is the contrary to "Something Stupid"; my dad loved it when I was younger and I hated it. Guess things changed...! I'm now a big Sade fan!

2. Quelqu'un qui m'a dit (par Carla Bruni), Gotta at least appreciate the First Lady of France's cute love song. I truthfully believe this was an instant hit and will always be Carla at her very best.

1. Your Body Is A Wonderland (by John Mayer), Alstublift but this song is just TOO TOO SEXY for words!!! Oh my God! If only I had such a caliente muchacho like him to sing me sweet melodies while strumming his guitar! This is undeniably romantic and sexy! There's nothing sexier than a handsome dude singing naughty stuff with a deep voice like that! It reminds me of my ex... he had a very low-pitched voice and such a warm tone. Anyways.... let's enjoy our number one with Dirty South's John Mayer!

--> Guess we'd all like to take an everlasting bath with a dark and beautiful dude like this one:

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New Year's Eve With Mariah (and Jizz 'N Terrine :-P)

As we're in 2011 since 19 days only, it hasn't been a while since we all celebrated New Year's Eve.

Unlike the last few years, I had a blast this time. It was really nice and fun celebrating New Year with Terrine and a bunch of other friends of our beloved colleague from Pizza Hut whom I like to call Jizz lol. What is also really nice is that I got to meet all of her friends (which both Terrine and I hadn't met before) which happened to also be friends with Mahmud; the sexy baklava who lives on my street. Plus we got to celebrate with Jizz's boyfriend which is an ex-employee from Pasta Hut. I really pulled a Terrine on this one since I did some "networking" with Mahmud's friends to make sure they'd all love me and tell good stuff about me when talking to him. I think she was proud of me lol!

Oh and I shall not forget to tell you that Mahmud was supposed to be invited and as I've told you in my "End-of-the-Street Dude" article, I was DYING to finally meet him and have a chat with him!!! Now that it is done, I feel like it was better off without him since I think we both would've been stressed and awkward if we had met at the party since there was plenty of straight guys who know Mahmud since a long time but have no clue about his sexuality. As for myself, I have no issue about divulging my homosexuality but I've heard that it was more complicated for Mahmud. I guess being Lebanese and surrounded by traditional Muslim people makes it a little more difficult.

Everbody drank and shit-chatted about anything and had a great time. But I have to admit, the best thing about that night so far is the fact that a Holiday clip from a pregnant Mariah Carey was aired on tv as midnight approached. It was such as cheesy yet perfect moment lol! The clip which featured famed Scottish poem "Auld Lang Syne" is worse than terrible. It looks cheap and homemade and the fact that Mariah tries to dance while playing with her hair makes it look even dumber lol! But hey, I love it even though! Here it comes:

Rainbows, Butterflies, Unicorns, Charmbracelet and Glitter

So my goal with this article is to demonstrate to you how cheesy I am.

As you might have noticed, I’m a big fan of Mariah Carey and as you probably know, she’s the cheesiest human being to have ever walked on this earth. That’s when I come along; because I’m very close to my cheesy side and am humble enough to acknowledge my taste for the tacky. I have bad taste when it comes to movies, clothes, restaurants and clubs and I might even add my friends but they would be well too offended! I like things that stand out, that scream which imply that it might be in a negative and loud, foolish way. That being said, it could all be due to the fact that I’m extravagant and don’t like gnarly, meaningless people trying to accommodate their personalities to fit into society’s pre-manufactured moulds.

The same applies for when I’m dating. I don’t like insignificant bastards who have nothing to say and brag about everything they do as if it were impressing. Even when you have incurred impressing achievements, you don’t need to point it out in an arrogant way that makes you seem narcissistic. Nobody likes that, especially me plus the only people who like to date douchebags like that must be deprived from self-esteem. I do have to concede that I have dated obnoxious morons in the past (or had one night-stands with them) but I am now looking forward to a new chapter in my life : a sweet’N cheesy, old-fashioned RELATIONSHIP. Yes, you read correctly. I am not truly like Samantha from “Sex und die Stadt”; I do want to be committed into a respectful yet meaningful relationship. I have a craving to fall in love again! Because it’s true; even though openly claiming that you want to devote yourself into a serious relationship sounds cliché, I am being honest plus I want to specify that I want to be in a relationship that relies on love, passion and respect, not whoring out nor attention and affection-filling. I’m all about tough and truthful love so I would never commit to a guy that I don’t love or don’t feel anything for. He needs to give me butterflies if he wants me to yield myself to him.

That’s why for my next relationship, I want it to be picture-perfect; filled with rainbows, butterflies, unicorns, charmbracelets and GLITTER! It ought to be like a Mariah Carey album; full of honey, cheesy delusions and melodious sounds. I want it to bring me low like basso profundo and then sky-high like coloratura soprano. I’m no longer superficial looking for the guy with the edgiest features, perfect body, bone structure and flawless complexion. Nor am I looking for the dude that is most likely to become famous, rich or admired by everyone. I want a man’s man that’ll be my man. And I want to be his man’s man. D’ya understand?!

While waking up alongside Terrine this morning (we’ve had a terrible night of drinking and stuff and went to bed at 7 am), we chatted about relationships and shit and she said she believes she’ll never be able to be faithful to her boyfriend. Even though I have been promiscuous and volatile in the past, I seek that no more. And I know I could be faithful if I were deeply in love. I’d be willing to make sacrifices and give it my all. While philosophising on the latter, I realized that not only do I want a boyfriend; I also want a close friend. By that I mean I’d like my hubby to do justice to both meanings of the initials b.f.: boyfriend and best friend. I’d like each other to confide and confess to the other and be at ease. I want a guy who has a sense of humour and is humble yet who knows his own worth, has ambitions, strive to succeed and reach for new goals. Most important of all, he needs to be willing to commit himself to me too since it has to come both ways.

After all the experience and tremendous adventures that I’ve had, I have learned and understood so much about relationship and thus, myself since I am the main protagonist of my stories. I have come to accept myself the way I am, know my defects, my weaknesses and my strength. I think the most relevant thing to accomplish before daydreaming about a relationship is to learn how to love your own self since you are your own life companion, from birth to death. Like RuPaul would say: “if you can’t love yourself, how the hell are you gon’ love somebody else?” Can I get an Amen on that?