
Sunday, 16 May 2010
Shera the Great talks: Americana

Thursday, 13 May 2010
Multicultural Textiles
http://www.myspace.com/multiculturaltextiles
Maryam Photography
...Follow the Lego Brick Road...
Saturday, 8 May 2010
Shera the Great says...

How very modern to let two opposing parties unite and rule the country.
It'll be like Batman and The Joker becoming friends...
Tuesday, 4 May 2010
She-ra the Great says... Don’t chat to me if:

Don’t chat to me if:
- You wear Ed Hardy or Christian Audigier.
- You promote ‘Top’ London Nightclubs full of z-lister’s and girls who get paid for sex.
- You pretend you're rich... by going to ‘Top’ London Nightclubs full of z-lister’s and girls who get paid for sex.
- You actively encourage chicks to dress like whores... Then criticise them for it later.
- Your idea of Hip Hop is Nelly, 50Cent or Twista. In fact, please kill yourself if this is the case.
- You have pictures of yourself on Facebook/ Twitter/ Myspace (delete as appropriate) of yourself holding champagne.
- You have pictures of yourself on Facebook/ Twitter/ Myspace (delete as appropriate) of yourself holding champagne you didn’t buy.
- You have pictures of yourself on Facebook/ Twitter/ Myspace (delete as appropriate) of yourself holding champagne and the bottle is empty.
- You have pictures of yourself on Facebook/ Twitter/ Myspace (delete as appropriate) of yourself holding champagne that you had to share with 50 other heads... The whole night.
- You can’t speak, spell, read or write the English language.
- You don’t read.
- You don’t have a job
- You don’t have a legal job.
- You did a BTEC. (Sorry, but no.)
- You fancy Cheryl Cole.
- You attempt to look like (or want to be) Cheryl Cole.
- You have photos of your ‘crew’ and you are above the age of 21.
- You think you're an ‘MC’ or ‘Rapper’ and you haven’t broken into the industry... And you're over the age of 30... Or nearing it.
- Your idea of a film is ‘The Fast and the Furious’.
- You rent cars and pretend they belong to you.
- You rent cars and pretend they belong to you... By posting pictures of you and the car on Facebook/ Twitter/ Myspace. (Delete as appropriate.)
- You don’t like Big Pun.
- You don’t know who Big Pun is.
- You and your friends go out in matching outfits.
- You have 300 hundred contacts on your BBM (Please refer to ‘It’s not that season’ for a more accurate analogy.)
- You go to ‘City Raves’ on a weekly basis.
- You don’t go to the gym.
- You have baby-momma [or mummy] issues.
- You get elaborate shape-up... with patterns and shit... stop it right now.
- You think Lyle and Scott is ok. I assure you, it’s not.
- You go to Ayia Napa on the regs. (Again refer to ‘It’s not that season’)
- You think Nandos is an appropriate first date location.
- You think your house is an appropriate first date location.
Ms.BF’s word: Don’t chat to me if... You think reality TV is entertaining in a non-ironic way.
LADIES: Keep this list easily accessible at all times and NEVER stray or be tempted to make an exception.
That is all.
She-ra the Great.
The Kool Aid Kid Contemplates: What Girls Are Made Of
I came across this poem on 1kwords’ deviantART profile and wanted to share it with you all.
Sugar and spice and everything nice, that’s what little girls are made of.
Spiders and lice and wee little mice, that’s what little girls are made of.
Alabaster skin and emerald eyes and ruby red lips to hide all her lies, that's what little girls are made of.
A forked silver tongue and a head full of bats, pierced dimpled cheeks and claws like a cat, that's what little girls are made of.
Sugar and spice and everything nice, that’s what little girls are made of.
False promises and lies made through half open eyes, with angelic eyes and feminine wiles, that’s what little girls are made of.
An appetite for money and a c*#t made of honey, that’s what little girls are made of.
Sugar and spice and everything nice, that’s what little girls are made of,
And deceit and pain and betrayal for gain, that’s what little girls are made of...
I can admit that women can be c*#ts. Can you?
XOXO The Kool Aid Kid

