Sexy MJ Pictures--HISTORY!

Hey Y'all!

I became a Michael Jackson fanatic in 1995 when I was 9 years old. And 1995 was the first time I lived through an MJ era which was HIStory and I enjoyed it beczuse his look was so unique and he was so handsome. And I want to share some my fave pics of him from the era!


I like how dirty he is. It's such an offbeat look, especially paired with the shorter hair. I was in love as a child with this.


Michael with a stripper pole. I mean really, this is a thing of beauty. I wish I had a fistful of singles.

This is the sexiest shit in the world! Get it MIKE!


I'm not a tremendous fan of the blue and gold but that smile saves it.


I could simply die, this is gorgeous. I don;t know how some people could not see hsi beauty like I do.

That is one seriously chic look. *Dies*


GOLD PANTS

Gorgeous!


Look at those EYES!

Well that's enough for now!

Near the End...

Hey Y'all.

Okay, so word on the street and the news is that very soon, perhaps at the end of the week, the Michael Jackson Murder Trial maybe coming to an end with a verdict being handed down.



And I have literally been sick with worry. I have a ton of really great and supportive friends who are MJ fans who have been patting after me and assuring me that Murray, that damned animal, that careless beast would go to jail. And I hope they are right. Because the world has lost an important member of society becase of him and I seriously think the world is out of balance since Michael's deaths. (what's up with all the hurricanes, tornadoes and other various disasters that we haven't seen an abundance of before. Hell, Denver had an 80 degree day and then SNOWFALL!)

I just really, have a clear cut intense passionate hate for Conrad Murray. I refuse to acknowledge him as a man or a doctor. He is a monster and Michael would have been in better hands if he'd let DR. J.  work on him! It's just ridiculous. I hope that sorry bastard goes to jail and is stuck in a cell with a lonely cellmate.
I feel very vey strongly because I loved Michael Jackson for 16 years and will continue to do so until I get called up to join him in Heaven.
As articulate as I am, I can't really put it into words or express what Michael Jackson means to me. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be alive. I'm stuck on dialysis and only ONLY ONLY agreed to it because my dad promised to take me to see Michael in concert with the This Is It tour came to America. Then that monkey-looking killed Michael 2 months later. Just long enough for me to get on dialysis and have all the surgery for it.
If it wasn't for that mongrel, I'd have probably see and even met Michael Jacskson with my best friends. Because I'd have taken my "Fab Four" (Me, Ebonie, Stacie and Gerald) with me. And my dreams with alot of other people's were all shot to shit because of that man. I hate him.

I hope he goes to jail. And I hope that somewhere a prisoner shanks him over Michael. Or a pudding cup or whatever is generally fought over in prison.

Michael's death is a crying shame and a needless death. I'll miss him forever.

My Make Up Routine...

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Lately, I've noticed that I've been getting compliments and comments on my make up, and well, I've decided to post what I usually do in the morning to get ready and put my face on.

On most mornings, I'm on my way to dialysis and I literally only have a window of 30 minutes to get ready, that means everything--cleaned up, teeth brushed, and face on and clothes on. (Because I flat refuse to get up any sooner)
I usually wash my face with plain old soap--Carress soap because for some reason, it makes any little blemishes I have dry up and go away. Then I smooth on a tiny bit of Pond's skin moisturizer, because my skin onmy forehead tends to flake, and that keeps it from drying out and flaking.

Now for the cosmetics, and I move very quickly.
First, all over my fave, neck and decollatae, I use Black Radiance cream to powder, face powder.


And I just put it on with the little sponge applicator.

Then, because my eyes are usually the focus of my look, I use Urban Decay eyeshadow primer--even if I'm just wearing eyeliner, it keeps it from moving all day or creasing.


Just a tiny bit lasts all day.

Then I take a black eyeliner pencil--whichever brand is cheapest, and I fill in my eye brows, because I get tweezer happy at times.

After that, I use two to three different eyeshadows, depending on what outfit I have on, and I really favor Cover Girl's shadows.


I'm nto afraid of color, as long as it looks good, I'll wear it.
Then I line my eyes, and top it off with Rimmel Mascara.


I apply the length first and then the volume.

I them use a big brush to put on Milani baked blush in Red Vino. I love this because it has gold flecks in it and really warms up my complexion.

Then to top it off I use my Revlon Colorstay lickstick. I have so many its silly, but I tend to stay with nuetral colors since I like my eyes bolder.



And I am officially out the door. That's my face! LOL!

The Michael Jackson Trial So Far.

Hey Y’all.

Just like the rest of the nation for the last few days, I have been glued to the television, religiously watching the Michael Jackson Trial. (I flow between True TV and HLN for live coverage) I refuse to refer to it as the Conrad Murray Trial. He doesn’t deserve it. He was a nobody before he came along and fucked up the natural working and stream of the world by killing Michael Jackson.
Right now there is nothing more important in my life than watching the trial, learning the facts, and watching Murray visibly suffer on a daily basis.
I have to admit, through the religious watching of the trial coverage, I agree with a lot of my friends who are Michael Jackson fans in saying that it looks pretty much like an open and shut case, in Michael’s favor of course.
It doesn’t matter if Michael was abusing drugs, it doesn’t matter if he was a twenty year addict.
What matters was Michael trusted his life and treatment to a man who was far less qualified to work for Michael.
I think Michael’s son Prince, now a teenager, is actually more competent and qualified than Murray ever was. Especially since the child was one of the first people Murray yelled for when he found Michael’s lifeless body laying in bed after abandoning him to chat up one of his whores. I have learned that when Michael was found, his eyes and mouth were open.
This leads me to believe that as Michael was taking his last breaths, he was calling for help. FOR HELP. Maybe loudly, maybe weakly. No one knows as Murray was the only one closest to him on the second floor of his house.
From the word say jump it appears to me that Murray is a crook and idiot.
I really do hate to look on TV and see his emotionless, monkey looking face, just looking here and there and at times even appearing bored. He just doesn’t seem to grasp the magnitude of his actions and how many people he has destroyed and damaged. I’ve got friends right now who can’t even think of Michael Jackson without bursting into tears.
I don’t cry, and I haven’t cried since the day Michael died. I refuse to cry and give Murray the satisfaction of hurting me any further than he already has.
Murray can do the world a favor, by picking out a very tall building, and leaping from the roof of it.
It would save the taxpayers a lot of money and provide a lot of relief for the fans.