Let’s Ride Out: NYC Subway Edition

Now that I’m in New York by far my favorite part of living in this city is the transportation. I love being able to hop on the train and go where I need or want to and with the help of Hopstop and Googlemap I feel unstoppable.

Among being able to get where I need to go I can always count on a smile being brought to my face while on the train (no matter how hard I try to hold it in). I enjoy reading or may even just be lost in my thoughts, but there is always something worth laughing at whether appropriate or not.

As of right now, I live in the Bronx, off the 6 (yeah, like J.Lo), but I find myself on various other trains bouncing around the city always on an adventure or as somebody always tells me “being ms busybody.”

One of the funniest things on the subway to me are the little boys dancing. I don’t know their official name, but they all do the same little dance routine while old folks look so amazed by their flips, acrobats, and b-boy dance style. It never fails they come on the train (usually a group of three boys) and say “What time is it?” really loud and continue with this slogan that I for one don’t understand as they mumble it really fast.

After my first month here every time I hear and see them setting up for their show I can’t help but chuckle.  One day, literally every train I took a group of boys would come and dance. At the end of every show they always collect money aka donations from passengers.

I’m convinced the trains in New York are a fucking free for all because anything goes in the train station and on the train it seems. Straight ratchetness and fuckery take place on the subway. Everyone comes on there and ask for money.

Someone will randomly start singing a song and then walk back and forth asking for money after. Someone else will do a full stand up comedy skit and then ask for money. Just a bunch of unsolicited talent shows followed by people donating money.

Sadly, people do come on the train poor, homeless, and in need asking for money and food. I feel compassion for them, but the way they get on the train and as soon as the doors close go into their spill about why they need some money tickles me for some reason. The situation isn’t funny, but they all seem to have the same script and that’s what makes it kind of funny.

With all of these donations taking place on the train, the train has the nerve to have a message asking passengers not to give money to people on the train because its illegal. Clearly the passengers don’t listen.

I’ve observed that hispanic men will offer their seat to their women in a minute, but black men (not all but most) will just sit there unless they’re about to get off the train at the next stop. I love it! lol Seriously, like I said its a free for all unless you’re pregnant or disable. I’ve seen toddlers and children standing up holding the pole on the train with their parent. I’ve seen mothers hold their baby on their hip and grab the pole with the other hand. Its bananas.

I would fashion riding the train during rush hour (or when otherwise crowded) to WWE Royal Rumble when it comes to getting on, getting off, and sometimes even getting a seat. There is no ladies first or any of that nonsense, just get your ass on and rush to get a seat if possible. Best believe I caught on quickly(even though I might’ve been on the wrong train at times).

The train has brought me more entertainment than I could ever possibly ask for.  Anything from two strangers about to fight, a woman taking out her hair on the train, drunk “couples” making out, babies crying, blunts being rolled, a sexual escapade being told to the entire train, someone talking about the devil, and the list can go on happens on the New York City train.

Like literally everyday is something new! I get a good hearty laugh every single day its ridiculous.

Back in college we had to take Washington DC’s infamous 70 bus up and down Georgia Ave. and that was interesting. As far as I could remember nothing too crazy happened to me while on there, but my friends always had a crazy story. New York trains are now my 70 bus (for now).  

Am I the only one who finds riding the subway as a source of entertainment? Spill your thoughts, feelings, and stories in the comments.

-TheJournalist25 xoxo



Valentine’s Day Mixtape:Beyonce Edition


Beyonce is without a doubt known for her girl power anthems. We appreciate her for those songs of course, but what’s a woman without a man?! Bitter (if you ask me). There’s no questioning the fact that Beyonce not only has a man but the ring to go along with it.

Just as much as she can sing, dance, and dazzle us all on stage mesmerizing her husband, Jay Z, is also something she’s proven to be good at. Afterall, she is a Virgo.

Beyonce’s love songs aren’t about the sex as much as it’s about the love, admiration, and appreciation she has for him. Anybody can sing about sex *cough Kelly cough* but it takes a real woman to let her man know her true feelings and emotions towards him. It takes even more courage to be vulnerable and submissive as well. That my friend is true intimacy.


Among all that she makes it clear that her man is the only man she wants. Men need to feel confident in knowing that there is no one else in the world you’d rather be with.

For this Valentine’s Day I put together 14 of Yonce’s best songs that you can dedicate to your man while reminding him he’s special this season. I suggest you take notes if you need to. (lol)

1- Be With You
Key line: “I am your woman, I belong to you

2- Hello
Key line: “You dont have to try so hard for me to love you, you had me at ‘Hello!‘”

3- Rather Die Young
Key line: “I’m giving you my life, is in your hands, and what I’m gonna do, is be a woman and you can be the man… I’d rather give up everything than to live my life without you

4- Baby, You’re The Only Man
Key line: “Baby you’re the only man that I want, Youre the only man that I love, You’re the only one that truly makes me happy, and I’m so happy I met you

5- Beyonce Interlude/Gift From Virgo
Key line: “How I wish I could be with you right now, every morning, every afternoon, every night I wanna be with you

6-Crazy In Love
Key line:”I look and stare so deep in your eyes, I touch on you more and more everytime

7-Lay Up Under Me
Key line: “Boy if you just call I’m on my way, when it comes to my baby I bring my best… cause its obvious to see that you’re where I wanna be

Key line:”I think the luckiest girl in the whole wide world could be me, I get to be with the one that I want anytime I please

Key line:”I found a way to let you in but I never really had a doubt

10-I’m Glad There Is You
Key line:”In this world where many people play at love but hardly stay in love I’m glad there is you

Key line:”I know that you love when we touch like that, I can feel you need me, feels so good to me, feels so good to me

Key line:”Oh killing me softly and I’m still falling, still the one I need I will always be with you

13-Slow Love
Key line:”I need a little laughter, and love will follow after

14-Dance For You
Key line:”Boy look into my eyes, when I’m grindin’ on you, this is beyond sex, I’m high on you

My Beyonce Love Songs Deluxe Edition features songs that I love, but might not be considered romantic, they’re straight forward nonetheless.

That’s How You Like It
I love this song! A woman who appreciates her man’s swag and thuggish appeal, if your man is a thug, can definitely let this ride out as she thinks of him.

What’s It Gonna Be
If finding a man at the club appeals to you this song will definitely get your mind right for the man on the dance floor, at the bar, or in VIP that you’re plotting on.

For the dysfunctional lover who is addicted to her man in any way and unsure if she wants to stay or leave him this song will speak to the conflict inside your heart, body, and soul.

Any Questions? Let me know your thoughts.

Happy Valentine’s Day Everyone!
-TheJournalist25 xoxo

All Of The Lights


Every place you vacation has something special about it. When it comes to Las Vegas no matter how many times I visit or how old I get I’m still enamored by all the lights. It makes me feel like anything can happen and is happening at every moment. It brings the same excitement I got as a child at Disneyland.

There are so many lights with a variation of colors and blinking patterns spread all around the strip and city. There are lights inside and outside the hotels along the walls, up, down, and all around. I’m a woman all about the details and the lights awaken my curiosity of how it all comes together. It may sound weird but it’s actually very sobering for me in “Sin City”.

The lights signal that things are moving and shaking whether you see it or not just like life. You may not see things that are happening but there are always things going on. I guess as a nosy journalist I’m always looking between the lines to find the hidden story. The lights do that for me. I know inside every hotel, casino, store, restaurant, and club things are happening and there is a story.

The lights and billboards are constantly moving with advertisements for the various live shows in the Entertainment Capital of the World. People are constantly flying into the city, checking into the hotels, moving, shaking and deals are being made 24/7 hours. People refer to New York City as the city that doesn’t sleep but I beg to differ, Las Vegas NEVER sleeps!

The lights bring about inspiration and beauty in its own way. A beauty created and designed by humans. It has its technicalities and equations that make it work (oh, ya’ll didn’t I was a nerd) and it all comes together for us to experience. They’re a sign of abundance and money to be made, won, or created. Driving (or walking) down the strip puts you in the middle of it all. Each hotel, casino, and light was once just somebody’s vision now made a reality.

The realist in me knows that everything that glitters isn’t gold, but the romanticist in me doesn’t care because I  choose to create my world among the city’s illuminating lights.

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What are your thoughts on the lights? What do you love about Las Vegas? Is there another city full of lights that I need to check out?

-TheJournalist25 xoxo

A Bitch Like Belle


I was born a real bitch that does real things. I know this because my favorite Disney movie has always been Beauty and the Beast since it came out in 1991. With that being said Belle is my favorite Disney princess and always has been and always will be. Why? Because she’s a real bitch, that does real things.

Okay, for starters Belle is smart, loves to read, is an oddball in her town but comfortable in her own skin. She’s beautiful and all the dudes want to get with her, but she’s too smart to fall for those losers. She’s a leader.

Then, she’s bold enough to 1) reject Gaston on a regular 2) go look for her father when nobody else would and stepped up in a strange person’s house without permission. She tamed the beast aka a thug with a heart. Only a bomb bad bitch (read: bold, genuine and real female) can do that. She loved him for him only to become a princess. She loved him past his flaws, but also challenged him to be better. During her time in the castle she treated everybody nicely and with respect. `

Overall, she wasn’t perfect, but she did what was necessary and reaped the rewards because of her genuine nature.

How can you not love let alone appreciate a bitch like Belle?!

As a little girl I was never really big on reruns and watching the same thing over and over, but I could watch this movie all day. I wanted to be her for Halloween and had my room and birthday party themed after Beauty and the Beast. You couldn’t tell me nothin’ and still can’t (obviously).

I still have the movie on VHS, but not DVD 😦 (gift idea for any takers).


May I also add that she inspired girls all over the world to love reading. BAD BITCH! I’ve dreamed about having a beautiful library in my house since I was six. My place of living will never be complete without a some type of library area if not a room just dedicated to reading separate from my office/work area.

Get It Bitch!

I absolutely loved that golden yellow gown  she wore as they ballroom danced. The color inspired my prom dress and will be incorporated in my wedding colors (not that I’ve planned my wedding or anything).

Lastly, I’d like to add that she didn’t wait for true love she simply lived her life and stumbled into love with her not so charming prince. Four things you can learn from Belle when it comes to love:

1-Don’t be so consumed with yourself and career that you leave no room for love. She could’ve told the beast “look I ain’t got time for you I’m busy reading this book” but she didn’t. Not only that, but there was no other women to persuade her to date him she did it because she wanted to. (Ladies, ya’ll know what I’m talkin’ about.)


2-Love takes effort and work. She went through some rough patches with the Beast even in the beginning but she saw beyond all those claws, sharp teeth and growling. In the same vain she recognized the effort that he put in also with the dinner and little changes he made. He also still made sure she had the best.

3- Let it go. She could’ve held a grudge against the Beast because he captured her father and then held her captive but she didn’t. Letting go of the anger and negative feelings toward him allowed her to fall in love. You need to let go and forgive the past men and even the dumb things your current man does to move forward and make room for love.

4-She genuinely had her man’s back. When they went to kill her man she was on her full ride or die chick. She might even be one of the original ride or dies. She saved his life and made him wanna be a better man. I just love that scene when she grabs his shirt and pulls him from falling with Gaston. #realbitch

Don’t Front On That Peabo Bryson Version OF Tales As Old As Time.

-TheJournalist25 xoxo

Let’s Ride Out: MotorTrend AutoShow ’12

Lincoln MKZ 2013

It’s always fun and exciting to attend an auto show. Being able to see all the different types of cars and their various unique qualities. I couldn’t wait to see what the MotorTrend International Auto Show was going to have, but it turned out to be lackluster. I’m not sure if it’s the show’s fault or the lack of new and exciting vehicles coming out this year. I’m leaning more toward the former because it was a small show, but will take the latter into consideration.  I didn’t realize it was gonna be such a small show, but I made the best of it.

Car brands in attendance included Toyota, Ford, Hyundai, Lincoln, Scion, Mazda, Cadillac, Honda, Buick, GMC, Chevrolet, Lexus, Fiat, Chrysler, Dodge, Jeep, RAM, Acura, Kia, Subaru, KIA, Volkswagen, and BMW. Most of which I respectively skipped over because I had no interest in their mediocre vehicles.

See, I go to car shows not as a car buyer, but as a driver. I like to drive so I look at cars I can see myself driving. I don’t care about the price as much as the aesthetics and functionality of inside features. So please excuse my superficial thoughts and feelings now. Plus, in my mind money aint a thang.

Some of the cars I was initially drawn to turned me off once I got inside. Typically what turns me off  is too much going on for no damn reason. I need simplicity and convenience in my driving area because I get easily distracted so the simpler the dashboard, radio, and temperature adjustments the safer I am on the road. Ya Dig!  *Nicki Minaj voice*

Of course, I am partial to luxury, but sometimes luxury have too many bells and whistles also. It’s overwhelming. I don’t like to feel like I’m driving in a cubicle with a bunch of stuff around me. Accessible, Yes! Cluttered, No!

That’s how I felt when I got into the Buick Lacrosse. I’m short and about to hit my head on the roof of the car, that is a problem. The door has a leather covering for you to rest your arm on; I wasn’t really feeling it. The screen and numerous buttons almost made me dizzy. It could seem nice, but it was more distracting than anything else to me.

Cadillac ATS 2013 in display

Throughout my tour of the different cars I realized that I have a love for Cadillac that I never realized before. I must have been in the Cadillac area for a good 20 minutes and then went back before I left. They have this very nice sedan- Cadillac ATS. Its nice, not too big, has swag, but still has a simplicity to it. I have to test drive that car soon.

Inside the ATS

Then there were the usual CTS, CTS Coupe, and XTS that I enjoyed and felt comfortable in.

Cadillac ATS

I’ve watched this Dodge commercial for months now and never got past everything in the commercial to realize what the car was… until last week. I wanted to see this new Dodge Dart in person. It was just okay. A basic Dodge even with all its upgrades and bells and whistles.

Dodge Dart

I’m not a Dodge fan and this didn’t impress me. I prefer a Chrysler over a Dodge any day. Not that I’m a huge fan of Chrysler either.

Inside the Fiat 500, and yes it’s a stick-shift

I’ve always thought the Fiat 500 was so cute, but once I got inside at the show I had a ‘Hell No!’ moment. It was literally like a toy car inside. I always imagined it being a lot more sophisticated than what I saw. I jumped out of that thing. In contrast to most cars having too much the Fiat just didn’t have enough. I can’t lie I would still like to drive it one day, but I don’t see myself owning it.

BMW 650i

At the BMW exhibit they had some nice BMW models. The 650i caught my attention, but once I got inside of it there was a lot going on with the compartments. Enough to distract me at least. I love the feel of the buckets seats like I mentioned here. The rear window was low which made it awkward to see through. I loved the door and the sunroof.

I love the door on this BMW 650i

Many of the models have the same basic design inside, but the bigger the series the more extras. I did enjoy the lockbox feature where you can lock the middle compartment. I could see myself finding something to hide in there just because I could.

After BMW my interest in the rest of the show began to wane. Don’t get me wrong BMW is not my end all be all car of choices, but like I said the show was small which means the exhibits were crammed together and everything was just looking bland and basic.

Lexus IS 250C (white ugh)

As I wondered back toward the exit a Lexus caught my eye- IS 250C. I’ll admit I don’t know too much about Lexus, never really cared enough. This car if you don’t know is a coupe with the top down. Lately I’ve found myself loving sedans like the BMW 328i or Buick Regal, not too big but not too small either. Too small is like a Chevrolet Cobalt or Ford Focus for me.

Then when I think of a coupe I don’t think about anyone sitting in the back seat, but this totally could have two people in the back. It’s also a convertible top. The inside was comfy and simple. I enjoyed it as if I was actually driving it.

Inside the Lexus

After Lexus I continued to browse but nothing really grabbed my attention except the new Lincoln MKZ. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to get inside of it. Good news is that it will be available to buy and test drive  in early 2013.

All in all I found some gems and had a good time imagining myself on the road in them. I hope to actually get to drive these cars one day foreal. We will just have to wait and see because you know I’ll have to let you know.

Also, my ticket came with a free subscription to MotorTrend Magazine. I’m about that life! #EverythingWillBeFree

Do you like going to auto shows? What brand do you always look forward to see? Let me know the deal.

-TheJournalist25 xoxo

Adventures of TheJournalist25: The Venetian

During a recent weekend trip to Las Vegas (Read: How To Vacation With Men) I had the amazing opportunity of staying in two hotels. One of which was The Venetian.

Two days before my scheduled trip I received my usual daily emails from Jetsetter.com when a $120/ night room deal appeared and I just couldn’t pass it up. I had already booked my room for Friday and Saturday with plans to return home on Sunday, but since I was driving I was able to extend my stay an extra day.

I’ve always wanted to stay in The Venetian since I was an adolescent girl visiting my dad during the summer. It just screamed luxury and class with the high-priced boutiques and gondola ride in the middle of the shopping area. (Yes, I’ve always been bougie.) Who could resist a faux France experience such as this. I could only imagine what the rooms were like and finally the opportunity to experience it had arrived.

That Sunday afternoon after checking out of my other hotel and having brunch with my dad I anxiously followed my GPS’ directions to The Venetian. I pulled up around 2:30 pm in my rented Toyota Yaris, sunglasses on because I was still a little hungover, and allowed valet to open my door as I got out to check-in. I was actually surprised by how many people were checking-in on a Sunday, but I rolled with it. I mean it wasn’t like I had a choice. I was beyond ready to lay my pretty little head down on those feather-down hotel pillows, but all in due time.

Once I finally got to the front of the line they couldn’t find my reservation *sigh at Jetsetter*. The lady was very helpful as she went ahead and charged my credit card for the room and gave me directions on getting the charges reversed once I got in contact with Jetsetter. Thank God I’m a baller!

It took her about 15 times of putting in my information for the check-in to be complete. I was patient and she was polite. I couldn’t hold it against her that I wasn’t quite recovered from the night before, and I knew getting an attitude wasn’t going to make things any better.

Finally, she handed over my keys *shrieks inside* tells me my room number, 18-131, and then hands me a map and shows me how to get to the elevator tower. She used a pen to point out the direction on the map to get through the casino and gave me a left right left direction just to get to the elevator. I wasn’t prepared for the walk to the elevator. It was like the universe was playing a sick joke on me for having a good time the night before. Mind you I’ve never stayed in a casino-hotel besides the Mandalay Bay and their elevators are conveniently right before the casino and shops.

The Hallway Before Getting To The Casino

As I began to walk thoughts of passing out crossed my mind, but I mustered up the energy to walk myself and roll my luggage to the elevator. Once, I got there I had to flash my key at security on post, it wasn’t like he was really paying attention anyway.

Finally on the 18th floor! I couldn’t be happier only to realize that 131 is basically at the end of the damn hall. As I rushed down the hall to my room I realized I was hungry and tired, what a combination #shrugs. I was feeling too queezy at brunch to actually eat anything other than a banana and half an omelet. At one point on the way to my room I think I just glided down the hall in my clear no grip jelly sandals. All in all I made it to the room and couldn’t have been happier.

I stepped into a Victorian style, golden, regal studio suite. Maybe five feet away from the entrance was the bathroom on the right with french doors opened. I’ll come back to the bathroom because it was an experience in itself. Directly on the left was a framed full length mirror on the wall. Anyone who knows me knows how much I love a nice mirror. Then *wallah* the rest of the room ahead of me.

On the right, the king size bed adorned in white egyptian cotton sheets (not sure what the thread count was) just how I like it with four big fluffy pillows. There was also a red chaise lounge at the foot of the bed. On both sides of the bed were nightstand type shelves joined to the wall. On the left was an iHome alarm clock and the telephone on the right side. I used the iHome to play my Rick Ross station on Pandora and charge my iPhone while I fixed my hair in the bathroom later that afternoon.

The Bed I Slept In

May I add that the electricity outlets were not the easiest to get to let alone use. That was disappointing. Sometimes its the little things.

There was a nice cherrywood dresser directly across from the bed and plasma tv hanging above it.

I couldn’t stop there, even though I wanted to so badly, but I had to check out the sunken living room. Yes! there were two little stairs to walk down. It was cute and sassy like me.

Sunken Living Room

The valour-like L-shaped sectional sofa was a bit dated from the 70s or something, but it blended well with the ambiance of the room. It didn’t look out-of-place. When I sat down on the couch that bad boy sunk in so it wasn’t very comfy for me to relax on.

Just a few feet away was the office area. It continued with the theme of the room with the wooden table and chair. I looked around some more and saw the forbidden snack bar connected to the entertainment center. I was advised during check-in that all the snacks were censored so if I picked anything up it would automatically charge $45 to my room. Whaaaaat in the hell! $45?!!!!!! Yeah so you know I stayed clear of that area.

The Roman curtains and shades were remote-controlled; too bad my window on the 18th floor was facing a wall. Very little lighting got in either way. So much for the nice view. Even with the few negatives about this room I was still enamored by it and felt luxurious. The best way to describe the way I felt is the Straight Talk Android commercial.

I finally scurried to the bathroom to potty and stuff. It was sooo fancy darlings. I’m surprised it didn’t have a bidet. In the corner there was a vanity! The vanity had a mini sewing kit on it (that I should’ve taken now that I think about it. Not that I know how to sew or anything). The floor was marble, there were double sinks and the toilet had its own room (most nice hotels have this set-up). The bath tub and shower were separate. I couldn’t figure out how to turn the flatscreen on in there. Please don’t judge me.

I finally laid down in my cozy bed and it felt good. I couldn’t sleep though because I was hungry too.*sigh* I forced myself to sleep anyway for an hour and a half before meeting up with my friends.

The time flew by while I was out looking at everyone else gamble. When I arrived back at the hotel it was bedtime. I used valet in the parking structure because its closer to the elevator tower. Much more convenient. The Grand Luxe Cafe was very accessible before heading back to my room so I stopped and got carryout even though I’m not a huge fan of their menu.

Inside The Venetian

By the time I fell asleep good my alarm was going off. It was 4:30 a.m. and time for me to get back on the road. I took a nice hot shower. It was one of the best showers I’ve ever taken actually. Got dressed, packed, and rolled out.

Overall, it was nice staying at The Venetian, but I could’ve done without it. I know from my description it sounded bomb, but all the things I described was to be expected from any 4 and 5 star hotel. The Venetian is actually a 5 star hotel, but I would rate it a 4. The main thing I felt it was missing was the personable customer relationship. I felt lost in the sea of other guest after checking in. I wanted more and expected more after the previous hotel I stayed in.

Vegas is a bright, vibrant city, but The Venetian was kind of dark with very little natural light inside the room. The environment very stale. The television was complicated to work and was set up like a wack Netflix and OnDemand mixed, just too damn complicated.  I felt like I had to force myself to relax instead of just relaxing. I’m not pressed to stay there again… at least not if I have to pay for it.

Sometimes it just be like that!

Have you ever been excited about something but wasn’t impressed afterwards? Have you ever stayed at The Venetian? What was your impression? Talk to me.

-TheJournalist25 xoxo

Is It Ever Too Late? Success Over 35

There use to be a time, not too long ago, when if you were of a certain age you could kiss your dreams goodbye; you were counted out of the game. It would be time to cut your losses and settle for a mediocre life with a steady income, especially if you had a family. #Chalked

With the success of a few people lately I now recognize that those days are gone. This is a good thing for those of us who may be feeling like a raisin in the sun from time to time.

Two individuals who have made their dreams very real at their old(er) age are Nene Leakes and 2 Chainz. I mean who would’ve thought?! A 36-year-old (kinda) new rapper and a 40 something year old starting her acting career.

I commend them for even continuing to pursue their dream after 35 years old and up until this point. I was very happy and proud of Nene when I saw her on the cover of Ebony’s 2012 Power 100 issue. Some people may look down upon it because of who she is on Real Housewives of Atlanta (RHOA) or just her past in general, but she represents something bigger than whatever ignorance people associate with her.

She has busted out of the box people try to put her in and has made her dreams come true (to an extent). Some real actors haven’t even been on network television yet and here she is with roles on Glee and The New Normal on two different networks stations thanks to show creator, Ryan Murphy. Murphy created these roles for her and consults with her about it as we saw on the first episode of Real Housewives of Atlanta (RHOA). #bomb

Lunch with Ryan Murphy

Along with still being on Bravo’s Real Housewives of Atlanta, she was on Celebrity Apprentice. People may say what they want, but don’t front like you wouldn’t love to work for or with Donald Trump. Don’t lie to me or yourself. That show did wonders for her career’s next step.

If I see her in a Tyler Perry film or on Oprah’s Next Chapter she will officially be an A-list star. Especially since we just watched her try to call TP on the first episode of RHOA and got super played (kinda). I’m going to be watching out for Miss Nene because she’s gonna be working with TP soon, if not already on the low. Mark my words.

Nonetheless, she went from being a college dropout, stripper, reality tv villain with a bad weave and “I’m rich bitch” to being on television with white people. *Gasp* You can’t tell me Jesus doesn’t save and God ain’t good!

I mean who has heard of an actress starting her career after 40?! That is not normal for our society, especially not an African American woman at that.

Then, theirs Mr. 2 Chains aka Hairweave Killer.

We all counted him out after Duffle Bag Boy fizzled out on the charts and radio especially since Lil Wayne carried the song, but wallah everybody is walking around talkin’ bout “it’s mine I spend it” now. At least they were a couple of months ago.

2 Chainz on MTV How I Made It

He seems to be on everybody’s song or their on his. Everywhere I go it’s some kid or car stereo going “2 Chaaaaiiiinnnnsss!” It’s actually starting to be quite annoying, but I’m not gonna front like I don’t know a song or two. His album Based On A T.R.U. Story debuted at Number 1 on the charts its first week.

He’s everywhere!

Granted they still have a way to go when it comes to overall success, but I just want to acknowledge their perseverance to even get to this point at their age. So many people give up and give in its good to see those who kept pressing toward their goals until they reached it.

Are you surprised at their newfound success at their age? Will you fight for your dreams after 35? Speak on it in the comments.

-TheJournalist25 xoxo