Chile Please- The Ultimate Catch

A joke. Publicity stunt. It’s definitely not real. The show was rather lack-luster. The top 17 was pretty wack. The only standouts to me were Rubi and Tiphani. I think they have a lot in common and there’s genuine interest.

Additionally, I think a lot of Chad’s character was shown just by his picks. For example, there were 2 girls that he picked that looked to be 50 years old, easy. I’m still unable to decipher why he picked one and the other is big-breasted, so I figured that must have been it. She literally looks like a man.

Also a show of his character, is that he sent a girl home who talks too much but was willing to keep a female that was willing to talk to a fellow peer of his/his homeboy. Really? You’re okay with that?

It’s strange. This show is definitely nothing to get worked up about.

No one ever finds love on VH1: Flava Flav, Ray J, Real, Chance. It just doesn’t happen.

Chad is a pretty good looking dude, nice body, pretty decent personality (on Twitter), money, stature, the things women want. If he can’t find a chic on his own, without the assistance of Viacom, he’s not going to be able to find it with them. Reason being, you take 85 women that were probably picked at random. Then, he deleted half of the bunch based on looks alone. So his top 17 is really just a set of women who he was physically attracted to, who opted to be a part of his show for various reasons.

The reality is, half those chics are gold-diggers. The other half are there for whatever reason; real or fake. The probability of finding “The One” in this made-for-TV program… highly unlikely.

It’s sure to be another series of women chasing after one man, doing way too much, fighting with one another, and making a fool of themselves, only for him to not settle down with any of them when it’s all said and done.

You heard it here first. What are your thoughts?

Til next time, LIVE, LOVE, LAUGH!

♥Author Tierra♥ 

http://www.tierrallen.com

Baseless Accusations: Basketball Wives Pt. III

Disturbing. That’s the word that best describes the latest episode of Basketball “Wife, Exes & Girlfriends.”

Seriously, as I sat back watching this episode I couldn’t understand for the life of me what was going on with Evelyn.

1. Why was she so flippant and angry with Royce when the previous episode she was “looking out” for her?

2. Why did she feel the need to get super-duper drunk?

3. Why  was her boob hanging out her dress AND why didn’t her young ass date  put it back in for her or tell her it was out? He clearly ain’t checking for you Evelyn. Hell, maybe he was embarrassed. Rightfully so.

4. AND FINALLY… why was she so touchy or open to being touchy with Jen’s husband?

I say again. DISTURBING.

Royce is a standout this week. She’s continuously herself. She did a good thing out of the kindness of her heart in feeding the homeless and inviting the girls out to do the same. Not to mention, her only goal was to show these chics that there are worse situations than not being able to buy Louis Vuitton bags and Fendi glasses.

Royce catches a lot of hell, she’s a regular chic. She doesn’t need to be caught up on who’s watching her or trying to hide her law-given voice. Do YOU Royce. Either way it goes, good or bad, they’re still going to think of you as a piece of ****. Clearly.

Suzie, one, never had a state or government recognizable title so she should stop talking. Yeah talking (I won’t even classify that as giving advice) Just period. Forever. Everything she says is dumb or condescending. Stop talking!

She’s seriously, continuously suggesting that Jen cheat…that’s not going to change anything and she can’t say it worked for her, ‘cause she’s still a washed up EX.

Jen has a nice heart, I think for the most part. I will give her credit: she resists talking bad about Royce even though the other two ladies try to go “in” on her. She wants to give back and do better. Her biggest issue is trying to keep up appearances.

I understand not wanting to fail. No one glorifies or heightens their failures, but damn, girl, let it go. Ya dude is rubbing all up Evelyn’s thighs…Disturbing. He shows up late, doesn’t pay attention to what you’ve got going on…give it up.

They have bigger issues than him cheating. He’s an asshole. He can’t or won’t do better. That’s just who he is.

She’s quick to make allowances, like “hey, he showed up, maybe we have a chance.” Uhm…he showed up LATE. Clearly the things that are important to her aren’t important to him. She’s failing herself every day she continues to stay in this awful situation.

Disturbing.

‘Til next week, this has been Baseless Accusations. Let me know your thoughts. If you’ve missed and episode catch up online at http://www.vh1.com

♥ Author Tierra ♥

What Chili Wants (pt I)

For starters, let’s give credit where credit is due. This show is the first reality “match-making” show where the person is actually genuine. And we must say Kudos to VH1 for this.

Chilli has the right idea and the wrong idea at the same time. Having made bad decisions in regard to love in the past, she has chosen to make adjustments. Chilli understands that love, like life, is one big experiment. If something doesn’t work, you go back, examine it, and make the necessary adjustments.

The issue is that she OVER-adjusted. As she transparently shared in Episode 105 tonight, she’d lost herself and given far more than she cared to in her previous relationship with Dallas Austin and so future relationships have been affected.

It’s as if Chilli said to herself,“Never Again!” She built a superficial list that no one could measure up to because that list was safe. If no one can measure up, then it’s not YOUR fault; men just don’t make the cut. You’re okay, hell, even right to be alone.


I love Chilli. She’s beautiful and open and she’s honestly vulnerable about what we all want. LOVE.

Now, she has the right idea, because it’s right to readjust. It’s a good look to take an honest glance/inventory of your previous relationship and see what you need to change, what was good and what you refuse to let happen the next go round. Sadly, too often, men nor women will take time out to complete this task before jumping into bed or a relationship with another.

People abandon the “rejuvenation/re-evaluation” phase; they fail to take an honest look at their last relationship and continue to repeat ugly, unrewarding and unhealthy patterns and interactions with new people.

Now, Chilli’s wrong because she overcompensated to keep from being hurt , to keep from losing herself, and all she’s actually done is lost out on love. If there’s anything to be learned from Chilli, it’s that we need to find a healthy balance between mind and heart. Love without emotional involvement, is merely an intention, a nice thought. But loving doesn’t mean losing yourself or being dumb. A good heart and a right mind are a terrible thing to waste.

Add something to someone’s life and make sure they do the same to yours.

‘Til next time…

~Live, love, laugh~

♥ Author Tierra ♥

Thanks for Listening

"You are NOT listening to me!" he yelled in anger.

"Yes I am babe" she reassured him, shaking her head knowing this was about to begin another 12-round argument between the two.

"Really? So what did I just say" he berated.

"Something about…"she paused, trying to recount his actual words. "And then, you said… well I do remember there was something about dinner." She offered in an uneasy tone. Turning back to the magazine she'd been reading, she flipped the page and admired a light purple cardigan being advertised.

"Thank you for that convincing argument" he remarked, clapping his hands sarcastically. Still angry that she wasn't giving him her full attention he continued, "You know what…I can't do this anymore." For months he'd hoped their conversation wouldn't have to come to this, but he knew this was beyond his breaking point.

The last five words jarring her from her magazine, she repeated "you can't do this anymore? What can't you do?"

"I can't keep coming home to an insensitive woman. You don't listen to a word I say, when you do even give me a hint of your attention, you exaggerate what I've said, and frankly, I'm tired of it. It's clear that you don't respect me or this relationship and I want out" he finished.

"All this over dinner?!" she exclaimed. Starting in on a tangent, defensively she began "Yes, I'm going to cook, I always cook. That's what kills me. You act like you're going to die, because there's still thirty minutes left on the food. Give me a break. I am not your slave, and you have the audacity to talk about respect!" she condemned.

"Wow" he concluded, the rest of his words being lost in thought. Shaking his head he began gathering his things.

"Exactly. 'Wow' is right. I've got some complaints of my own, but you know what, I put them to the side because I know you mean well. Do I listen to everything you say? No. I. Do. Not." She confessed slowly, "but that doesn't mean I don't respect you, that doesn't mean you aren't the apple of my eye. Sometimes you just talk about things that I don't care about. So yes, I'm guilty of looking at you and thinking about what I want to base the chicken in while you're talking. And there have been times when you've been talking about work, that I've zoned out and started thinking about what color fingernail polish I should replace with my current. We've all been guilty of that" she offered, "but when you say something important, I'm all ears".

Jason had long since quit packing things into his suitcase to stare incredulously at his very-soon-to-be-ex. "You know what?" he began, "You're a real asshole. Who says that? Fingernail polish and garlic lime seasoning are more important than my conversations with you?" he asked tossing his hands up in despair. "You're pathetic you know that! You're 36, no kids, never married, still wearing your hair in a childhood pageboy and you don't even have the decency to have a good personality. You're going to end up…alone, again, with a house full of cats, half your age, who climb in your hair and drink from the same glass as you. I was your last hope." He affirmed.

"Oh that is low!" she retaliated. "Pageboy?! This is a traditional bob!" she yelled in offense. "Maybe this breakup is a good thing, I don't know if I want to be with someone who doesn't know how to fix his own meals. Who whines like a three-month old child when dinner isn't ready. I'm not your psychologist, call her up! Get back on the couch, mister! For the record I have a brilliant personality" she screamed at the top of her lungs. "I have supported you, and loved you, and catered to your every need. I miss one conversation about dinner and now I'm the bad person? She asked "I caught the jest of what you were saying and if that's not good enough…screw you".

Giving an exasperated sigh, he headed for the door, turning around he said, "No that's not good enough for me. And for the record, I never said anything about dinner, I said my mother died at a diner this morning, but you're right, when I say something important you're all ears" he said letting the door slam behind him.

5 Star Chic (2)

Remember, all characters are fictional and resemblances to actual persons are merely coincidental. Meet Erin McCall.



Erin McCall



Hello, I'm Erin. Erin McCall, attorney at law. I don't like to brag...BUT if ever there were such a thing as a 5 Star Chic, I'd definitely be the definition. I'm a very driven person. 28 and I've got an undergraduate degree in English and a Juris Doctorate degree in Sports Law and have already made quite the name for myself as an Entertainment Lawyer. So much so, that I've been able to pay off my student loans, I have ZERO debt, just bought a new Range Rover Sport...cash, (which I finagled down by $10,000) and in 3 years I plan to pay off my half a million dollar house. While I'm tooting my own horn, let me also mention that I have scholarships named after me at both my high school and college alma maters. I take an exotic vacation yearly and I give back in my spare time, not to mention I've done it all on my own. See, growing up, no one expected a skinny little girl from Third Ward, Texas to graduate high school, graduate Suma Cum Laude from The University of Texas (Go Longhorns!) or matriculate through law school in the top 5% of my class. Ahh. Good ole' expectations. I don't live by them. Don't put me in a box, I've been known to break down many. It's only a matter of time before my current law firm, Sterling & Shepherd, becomes Sterling, Shepherd, and McCall. So when you look at me, I'm all woman. I don't have, want or need a man. They're expendable. Anything they can do, I can do better, and I do mean ANYTHING. :) I get them when I desire to, which isn't often. Now that's a 5 Star Chic.