I Want to Work for Diddy – Mission 3

Working for me is like a rollercoaster ride, or if you woke up and thrown into the middle of an action movie. You have to be ready to be dropped in the middle of the jungle. You have to be prepared for anything.
– The Tao of Diddy™

If they pull something out this beautiful and amazing, I will be shocked and RuPauled.
– Laverne

Oh damn. Talk about unfair. Only about a few of the contestants get called down by the RED PHONE (calls from which must be answered immediately) to pack their toiletries and get in the car. Once inside, they find out they’re headed to Paris, France! Pretty cool. Laverne, Boris, Kim and Suzanne head to Europe while the others chill back in NYC. I guess they can take solace in the fact that there will be no time for sightseeing or crepes. Just haulin’ ass for Diddy.

When they arrived, their assignment is to find a model, convince her to come to NYC and do a photoshoot. Oh, by 4pm. The NYC folks have to plan a “sexy, original” print ad for Sean John eyewear (hmm, I’m in the market for some new glasses).

In a city they don’t know, with a language no one can speak, my girl Laverne has enough Vogue, House of Ninja and Sashay Chante in her to set up a meeting with the model’s agent at a bakery. See, that’s why you need a Rainbow Coalition member on the team. Boris was just straight hating though. He really can’t get over his problems with Laverne being a transgendered woman.

I don’t care if I gotta walk to Zimbabwe, cut down some trees in a forest and jump on the back of a giraffe, but naked, with no money. If that’s my mission, I’mma come back successful.
– The Tao of Diddy

Bourgie goes to the theater

Well, sort of.

My boy, “The Haitian” asked me to accompany him to the Young Performer’s Theater Camp’s 2008 Recital. A program of the Philly Rec Dept, the camp is a really great program that brings the arts to hundreds of kids in the City. Acting, voice and dancing. Sounds great right? It sure is. The Haitian and I caught the dance show.

The opening number got me right away. Immediately I was whisked back in time to when I used to dance. I tell this to everyone who knows me, but if I could be anything in the world with the snap of my fingers, I’d be a professional dancer. Touring and performing. Choreographing. Soaking up the spotlight. When I was young, I started out in a program kind of similar to the Young Performer’s. I am very grateful for that opportunity, because I know my family would not have been able to afford to send me to dance lessons. As a matter of fact, that’s why I never realized my dream of becoming a professional. Well, partly. When I did dance, I was into Jazz, Modern/Contemporary and Hip-Hop. So when I saw those kids sashaying and leaping across the stage, I must admit my heart quickened. Then it momentarily came to a screeching halt.