West Coast Blogging Hotties

they said tonight we're gonna party like it's 1999...
Prince

a time to toast amongst friends.....

so it was one of those days. you know hot and muggy don't feel like getting out of the bed, moving slowly, had to brew the coffee extra strong just to get the day moving. had it been any day I might have given in to the day and just lounged around done nothing, but it wasn't just any old day, it was time for another WCBH Creation, hosted by The Phoenix!



The Phoenix called hella early, talking about how she was freaking out, she needed hard confirmations for our reservations or she would have to come up out of her pocket. I knew how she felt since I'd hosted the last gathering...hosting is allot of work, even if it's not in your home. I put some calls out to check on folks status, then rolled out to run my errands.

It was so hot I didn't even feel like getting all fancy, it just wasn't one of those days. It was a wife beater kinda LA summer day! I decided that a wife beater and a golden bronzer would be my look for the evening...well it looks like I over bronzed trying to balance out the rings around my eyes left by my stunner shades....but oh well, life doesn't always work out how you want it!



I rolled thru to pick up Sangin' Diva in the Green Hornet. We had a chance to chat and have some girl talk as we rolled down the 405 S headed to the LBC.


We arrived at The Phoenix's house and finally gotta chance to meet her hubby and see my two favorite Littles. (hopefully I can get my nephew to meet them while he's in town)

The Phoenix must be a sister from another mister cuz she was rocking the wife beater to the summer skirt to the denim jacket as well!


We met up with the rest of the crew, P and her girl C, Isha's Sangin' Diva's girl and as we waited for our table, we looked around to see if anyone would be joining us. The hot topic of the evening was whether or not Boss Mack would bless us with his appearance. He had an out, because we knew it was his mom's birthday, however we couldn't help but wonder.


Pictures were snapped, I was on my crack berry sending notes to the Mother Land, chatting with my Dad who'd ran just been at my sister's best friend's wedding...in this distance I caught a glance of what appeared to be some butter soft leather and another brother who appeared looked like a sweet black berry in the distance.

Cooler than an ocean breeze in the LBC, were Boss Mack and Mil Gates. Now Gates was sporting some top notch Ostrich boots, to the perfectly matching butter soft leather, with a crisp button down. Boss Mack was sporting the nicest looking goatee I think I'd seen in ages, to the high end jeans to the high end summer shirt. Greetings were exchanged and we were promptly seated.


Although admittedly I have found Boss Mack's site ever so controversial and it took me a while to really get with what he was doing over there, I must say he has earned my respect. If for no other reason he shows up the page, he's cornered a market in blogland and although many may not agree with his lifestyle, I must say that in person he is a charming gentleman. I can see why the ladies flock, although I'm still convinced a few of those chicks could use some etiquette classes.

Conversation was lovely, my girls were pleased with our wait staff, I was in shock and awe to see so many black people with jobs...a sign that I've been in Hollywood too long. A toast to being Black and Beautiful before the gentleman had to kick it to the next spot.


The night unfolded without a hitch. Many were missed and hopefully we'll get a chance to do it all again before the summer is over.



For the chronicles of the WCBH Crew [ click here ]

Boss Mack [ click here ]

MilGates [ click here ]


Shout outs to the Sista's that missed us,[ One Cool Honey ][ Supa Sista ]
[ Dee ][ Jasai ]

Gee...there's so much to cover. Bossmack couldn't stay because it was his mother's birthday - but he DID stay for a drink and some appetizers. Ladies...I think we can all agree, he's far more charming than he seems on his blog! HAHAHAHA!! Not so pimpish in my opinion and I would NEVER wanna tarnish his pimp status in the blogesphere! Pimpish as far as his paper, but in person - a cool dude to kick it with and break some bread. And let's not forget the killer smile - see he don't ever show his teeth in HIS pics...but we got him to smile for US! Thanks again for coming out to support man!!

After he and his friend left (who btw I didn't even get a chance to talk to since he was on the far end of the table), shit started gettin hot in there!! I've never seen such an outrages use of feminine wiles before in MY LIFE (P, shut up) - although I am not guilty of this...heheheh...because I would NEVER do that - but man...lol...SanginDiva sure knows how to get a man's attention!!

She calls Anthony over (a waiter that doesn't even BELONG to us) and tells him that it's her birthday and that HE should "shake it" for her...LMAO! Yes, she was FOR REAL and dead serious! I think the poor guy was so caught off guard all he could do was chuckle. Nevermind the two youngins sittin in one of the booths next to us that wanted to be down with OUR party SOOOoooooooo bad!! So hell...why not invite them over! Shan invites them to join our table - Erik (26) and Charles (22). Lawd how I remember those ages...lol!

So we see Anthony down at the other end of our table chattin it up with P about cell phones and what not (Maisha is gonna have to come up off of that phone or P is gonna have to FIND me one). I tell anthony that he's got some SHAKIN to do - and damn all that cell phone talk...and we demand waiters with MUSCLES!! Cuz lawd that place hires some of the most beautiful wait staff...no lie! He comes back with a small sundae (and of course a Diva CAN'T be eatin no ice cream and keep that stealth figure!) She stands up, they begin to chant and we all participate!!

"I said a BOOM chicka BOOM!"
I said a BOOM chicka BOOM!
"I said a BOOM chicka BOOM!"
I said a BOOM chicka BOOM!
"I said a BOOM chicka ROCKA chicka ROCKA chicka BOOM!"

Man...next thing I know, Shan is over there shakin her ass and the the peach cobbler man in the corner booth with his lady is ALL IN HER ASS! I mean I have NEVER seen a man stare so fuckin hard before in my life - ok, well there WAS that one time on the train...lol...but this was different! Anthony is on the right and cobbler man is on the left behind her. Yanno...it's kinda funny...we were so fuckin loud in there and incredibly rowdy that I didn't even notice if we were totally making a scene! But you betta believe that everyone in that scetion of the restaurant wanted to be seated at OUR table!! We were having a BLAST!!

Cobbler man came over and handed everyone his business card - damn shame he don't have a website. I'm just waiting for that sweet potato cobbler he was talkin about! Damn that sounded good!!

The check came and for once there was NO DAMN, "I only had a salad and some water!" going on! Nisa did some calculations and we all pitched in, paid and bounced...but of course - not without incident. Maisha requested validation - so I told said, "People DO like you! You ARE a good person!" Hehehe...thanks for being a sport! HAHAHAHAHA! For the most part the restaurant had some pretty good 70s music pumping for most of the night...why the hell did Shannon stop to sing a freakin Debbie Gibson song? Then while she was standing in the foyer of the Bubba Gump's SINGIN her little heart out...a old white man comments, "WOW! That girl's got TALENT! That's American Idol material right THERE!!" Umm...yeah, ok...lol...

We bid Cynthia farewell, convince P to hang and contemplate our next move. Do we feel like dancing, drinking or BOTH? We head upstairs to Mai Tai Bar. Now, I've only been here during the week. But on this night, the Polynesians were IN THE HOUSE!! Large Samoan bouncers everywhere and more hair than all of us put together! There was a live Samoan Reggae group playing and they were JAMMIN!!

We move around a bit to try and find either a seat or some decent standing room. Of course since Shannon is towering over me, I let her lead the way because she could see over everyone's head! We make our way towards the band and post up right in front. People are filing in thru the front door in groups. Shan is up front groovin to the music and snags some chic's MAN!! Next thing we know she's shakin her ass all over some white boy!! OMG!! I swear she's off the hook!! Maisha and I are hanging back waiting for his girl to come lookin for him - cuz you know we woulda whooped her ass if she tried to mash on our girl, right? HAHAHAHAHAHA!!

P and Glam hung back and watch the spectacle from a distance...man...I don't even know what to say! HAHAHAHA...after Shan's little dancing routine, some older black guy comes strollin by with the tightest fuckin suit jacket I've EVER seen...it's was buttoned and TIGHT!! You could see every lump on that man's body...lol...he was tryin to figure out a way to be down with Shan's booty shakin too! HAHAHAHAHA!!!

We then decided to call it a night! But of course...we couldn't leave WITHOUT incident. We spot an ambulance parked outside the club downstairs (V20) and Shannon runs over and tells the guys that she's parched and needs some mouth-to-mouth. LAWD...lol...they just sat there lookin SO STUPID! HAHAHAHA I think they were shocked! We took our last pictures of the night and inducted Maisha as the newest member to the WCBH...

We hugged - and went our separate ways. Shan, Maisha and P went one way and Glam and I went the other...of course not before approaching the ambulance once again to cop some rolaids! HAHAHAHAHA...and dammit if they didn't have any! HAHAHAHAHA!!

Ok, I gotta laugh at this...maybe my dear Miss Ahmad had been chillin in Hollyweird WAY too long, but she was REALLY trippin off of how many BLACK folks have jobs in Long Beach!! HAHAHAHAHA!! Hey...the LBC keeps it REAL!! HAHAHAHAHA...

Nisa and I went back to my house and kicked it for a bit before calling it a night. I had a FABULOUS TIME!!! But I'm mad because I had 3 drinks and didn't catch a single BUZZ!! Ok next time...Elephant Bar for Maitinis!! I know FOR SURE I'mma catch a buzz on THOSE!! And we definitely have to hit Geisha House for dinner at least ONCE!! Let's do this shit!!

Q: What is WCBH?

A: WCBH is the acronym for West Coast Blogging Hotties, a name coined by Miss Jamal a/k/a SupaSister for a group of bloggers from or residing on the West Coast.

Q: Who is WCBH?


(L-R, Tia, Renee, Jamal, Miss Ahmad, Dee, and Tam)

A: WCBH is—

• SupaSister (Jamal)
  
  
• Pattyopolis (P)
  
  
• Sangin Diva (Shannon)
  
  
• Glamazon (Miss Ahmad)
  
  
• TwentyEight30 (Miss Ahmad)
  
  
• A Diva in Scrubs (Dee)
  
  
• Being Mama Daily (Jasai)
  
  
• The Diary of Jaimie
  
  
• So Damn Simple (Peace)
  
  
• That Girl Tam
  
  
• The Phoenix
  
  
• Honorary (nonblogging) member Suga The Lioness (Renee)
  
  
• TiaStyle (a/k/a One Cool Honey)
  
  

(L-R: Kai, Jamal, Miss Ahmad, P, Shannon, and Jasai)

Q: So what happens when WCBH gathers?


Read about the first WCBH gathering, April 1, 2006.

• SupaSister starts it off with Part 1: And this is how it all went down
  
  
• That Girl Tam picked up with Part 2 "Tell Him I Said ‘Fuck You’” (blog removed 4/26; post archive retrieved from Six24.com)
  
  
• Glamazon keeps it Cinderella in Part 3: I Wasn't Born a Geisha
  
  
• Tia brings the storm in Part 4: I Wish I Could Start You
  
  
• That Diva in Scrubs breaks it down in Part 5: I'm Not a Writer; I Blog Just Like I Talk

May 13, 2006

• The Phoenix writes about the second WCBH get-together
  
  
• Sangin' Diva shares her rendition of that evening

Part II of The WCBH Saturday Saga
By That Girl Tam

Note: The original post was part of Tam's blog which was deleted on 4/26. This post was recovered via Six24 archives and placed here for WCBH use and ease of reference.

You MUST read Part 1 before you read today's post for the full story...

Oh my...where do I begin?? I have to say this first (before I get into part II of the WCBH Saturday Saga), I am blessed to have been in the presence of some of the most phenomenal women I've ever met in my life (P you cool too, but you wasn't there and I already know you). I feel honored to be able to call these ladies my girlfriends because they are the group of ladies I've always dreamed of associating myself with. Hell, I used to be jealous of my mom and HER eclectic group of girlfriends – well NO MORE...cuz now I've got my own!

Dee arrived at my house from San Diego on schedule. While we waited for my sister-in-law-sitter to show up, Ryan must've been diggin on her because my po child straight MOONED her ass! Pulled his pants down and showed his bare white behind! ((rollin my eyes)) I swear I don't know why he does that shit! HAHAHA!

So anyhoo, after meeting the first half of my fabulous ladies at Supa's house, we rolled out in her new ride straight to Lola's. Ok, umm...maybe I've been livin in Long Beach too long (cuz out here we ain’t in no rush), but DAYUM...Jamal gets her ROLL ON!! She was swoopin in her big balla ride! Shoo...lol! And the crazy thing is, we all chatted it up like we've been knowin each other our whole lives. And I swear Tia has the cutest little southern accent EVER!! HAHAHAHA…I couldn't stop laughin all night – every time she opened her mouth I would just crack up…her ass is STRAIGHT KUNTRY! HAHAHA! I love it!

So we get to Lola's and although we were running about 15 minutes late (blame it on my sister-in-law), we were still the first to arrive. We pull up and valet like the ballin hotties that we are and proceed to walk to the door. There, we're met by a VERY heteroquestionable (thanks Butta…I'm keeping this one) white boy. He tells Jamal that it's "Reservations only" – and THAT'S when the fun began! She explained the man that she called the night before to place a reservation for a large group. The woman she spoke with Friday night told her that we didn't need reservations and to just "show up" – which is what we did. (Now keep in mind we're expecting about a dozen or so people – and everyone knows we're meeting at Lola's.) Jamal asked dude how come someone would tell her not to make a reservation if it's reservations ONLY? He had no answer and said that either way, there was nothing he could do because they were booked solid all night.

Calm-under-pressure, Jamal asked him to get the manager. The manager comes out and was clearly not interested in anything she had to say. He was quite clear that there was no room and there was nothing he could do about it (and clearly nothing he was GOING to do about it). He turned around and walked back into the restaurant. *GASP* "Oh no he didn’t just turn his back and walk away…" Oh, YES the hell he did. So now she's pissed and we've got to come up with PLAN B! I know I'm certainly not in my element because the only thing I know in that neighborhood was The Grove and considering that we were looking all hot n'shit, who the hell wants to go to The Grove?? During the commotion, Nisa pulls up and so does Renee (Tia's cousin). We start filling them in while we try to figure out what the hell to do.

Then I notice this half-way handicapped guy (that's what I called him) hobbling out of the restaurant with a cane. White guy in his late 40s to early 50s...I'm thinking he kinda digs on sistas (that or Jamal is just a white boy magnet – more on that during Tia's recount of events). He walks up to her and I THINK he metioned how beautiful she was – and she's like yeah – so what's your point? HAHAHA...he tells her that his ex-girlfriend is the owner of said establishment and that he was just with a group of people who were still inside. So I asked if he was willing to tell the manager to seat us with his group and he said yes... Jamal then asks a very impatient looking door boy (yes, I called him a door boy) if he could go in one more time to get the manager. He seemed unwilling because he claimed that the manager would be pissed and then get pissed at him. Ummm..I'm sorry, I coulda SWORE that our money was green – oh well...so he goes back in. Shortly thereafter he comes back out and does the unbelievable...he hands Jamal a book of matches (that had the restaurant's info on it) and says, "He told me to tell you that he has a restaurant to run. Sorry..." WTF???? 'The hell that mutha fucka say??? She (as we all were) was stunned. She looks him dead in the eye and says, "You tell him that I said FUCK YOU!"

HAHAHAHAHAHA! I swear that shit was PRICELESS!!! She handled herself like a PRO! She didn't get upset, she didn't get loud and she SHO didn't get all BLACK! (as I'm sure they were expecting) HAHAHAHA! Now trip...while we were all standing there (while Nisa worked on Plan B), we saw all these people strolling into the restaurant (and there CLEARLY was room for us because of all the empty tables we saw). Yeah...I think it was "WE DON’T SERVE BLACK PEOPLE" night. Because just as our cars were being pulled up from Valet, two women approached the door...one black, one white and they too were turned away for lack of a reservation. Umm...in other words, attempting to dine while black was NOT gonna be taking place in THEIR establishment! Nisa had secured us a 9:15 reservation at Cafe de Artized (sp?), but we decided to head over to Hollywood HOT SPOT – Geisha, first. And since I know Nisa ain't gonna mention this, that heffa gets her STRAIGHT ROLL ON too!! She and that damn GREEN HORNET were swoopin in and out of traffic and Jamal (with her crazy drivin self) did a fantabulous job keeping up…must be an L.A. driver thing! I'm thinkin Nisa is gonna be my new best friend...she knows where all the cool spots are!!

This is That Girl Tam reporting for WCBH. For more details on the events at Geisha, I'm tossin it to my girl Miss Ahmad. Take it away girlfriend…