I’ve you’ve read the main post to this blog, you know that once upon a time, I had an NKOTB tattoo. If you’ve read it all, you also know that I got it when I was young and out of insecurity, once covered it up, too. As you can imagine, given the sentiment of my post, there were times over the years since I made the decision that I wanted it back. After the reunion, I was ready: bigger, bolder, blacker, better. Inspired by the lyrical beauty of “Close to You,” I decided this time it was going somewhere sexier – close to my hips. Read more →
Author: Stacy
just straight to business…
Maybe it’s just me, but… I always get this nasty, sick-to-my-stomach feeling all day when I’m waiting in line for a general admission event. Do you guys know what I mean? It’s the worst. I’m old school; I’ve never paid for a meet & greet with anyone in my whole life. I don’t plan to start now, so I’ve managed to do without 4/5 star events just fine, although it often means sacrificing an entire day (in Vegas, in some cases) to wait in line. Read more →
been away for a long time… but we back!
I haven’t posted anything new on this blog in nine months!! Inspired by Katie (@ktsummer), I’m going to see if I can’t blog a little more regularly from here on out. This is just a quick update to stimulate the curiosity (and RSS feeds) of my readers. Read more →
the look that got me twisted still hasn’t changed…
They call us (among other things), Blockheads. (And while, to me, there is a difference between us lifelong residents and those who’ve just moved back to the Block…I digress.) For many of us, Twitter has been an amazing blessing. It’s like a non-stop afterparty – most of the New Kids are on at least once a day, and we’ve never… Read more →
to the nonbelievers, i say peace!
It took me many, many years to realize the influence Donnie Wahlberg has had in my life. I always loved how seriously he took the idea of being a role model, but it wasn’t until this past year that I slowly started to add up just how significantly I’ve been impacted over the years. Read more →