Kiki Rockstar

My good friend CR aka “the Mayor of Ft. Greene” and I were hanging out on the corner one day discussing the latest entertainment news and gossip and getting it in general like we always do about current events, celebrities (some we know personally, others we’ve heard rumors about from people that know them personally) fools on the block and kicking that “Brooklyn $hit!”

“That Brooklyn bull$hit…we on it!”

Our favorite subjects always tend to be men and women, sex and relationships, pimpin and hoin’ and the crazy overlapping ven diagram that is all three dynamics interplayed.

Right now a lot of folks are fascinated (my boys included) with the relationship or “medialationship” between Kanye West and his lusty, allegedly bi-friendly, girlt-toy, model Amber Rose.

I wonder what the fascination is?

I mean what is the big deal about a music superstar living in debauched bacchanalian hedonistic excess with a supersexed, baldheaded lovebot on a seek and destroy mission to bring in new p*ssy for him on a daily?

I see nothing out of the ordinary…

You should see the two of them stalk the red carpet like a modern day Peaches and Herb.

Im pre-ty sure that , from what I know about what’s going on behind the scenes….
THE TWO OF THEM ARE PRETTY FUC%ING HOT!!!

If you ask me.

I’m sure that his fiancée, Alexis Pfiefer (?), was a nice girl and everything…

Amber strikes me as a lot of things…but nice isn’t exactly one of the first things that comes to mind! Not the fifteenth!
The whole situation got me to thinking about how crazy it is out here and how everyone I know has at least 1 other lover/crush/ object of lust besides their main drain…

Is this the future? Piecing together our love lives like some McDonalds value meal combo?

Is the monogamy model…obsolete?

Am I simply rolling in a group of cynical, urban freakazoids?!

In New York, having a boyfriend is like having a car, not considered a necessity, a convenience if you have one and just as normal or easy to get along if you don’t. Coveted, yet a pain in the a$$.

Also, more than ever, STRAIGHT chicks are coming out of the closet! At least, as acknowledging themselves as “B- or Bi-curious”.

Cool.

“Blame it on the aah ahh ahh ahh ahh al-co-hol!!!”

Back in the day when I was new to the pimp, I mean partying game, it was sexy and attention getting if two or three girls sandwiched or freaked each other on the dance floor. Now those same moves are being replicated at bar mitzvahs and sweet sixteens! Dam^!

I know everyone blames EVERYTHING on MTV and BET and the Internet, so I won’t even go there! But I will say that for better or for worse, a new sexual morality has settled on the American consciousness (thanks Flavor of Love for taking us just over the edge!) The old rules just don’t apply anymore.

What do we do wax nostalgic or deal with the reality. There are no more gentlemen. Because there are no more ladies. It’s that simple. Which is why I hear about good friends who I love, hitting their girlfriends or putting them out of their cars and thinking nothing of it. Ah…Chris Brown anyone?

A lot of single moms have done the best they could over the last fifty or so years, where that tends to be the reality in the community. But not having men being gentlemen in their formative years has to be acknowledged as shifting the paradigm of relationships in addition to being raised by television and the era of music videos and the web.

Modern day professional envelope pushers like Kanye, Britney, Aubry O’Day, Lily Allen deserve a mention for following in the footsteps of Madonna, Michael Jackson and Prince for marketing their sexuality right along with their other talents.

As my boy Eli says, what they do better than others is “Sell the sizzle..” Although Kanye and Brit have a lot of real talent behind them as well.
Where we allow these figures to lead us is still up to us. Taking cues on fashion is one thing, but buying in to a lifestyle that encourages layer upon layer of game playing and manipulation between men and women is just plain wack! Couldn’t think of a better word for it.

If your girl wants to eat some p*ssy, that’s cool, just don’t start stressing her out about it! It should be about her first, then the both of yall!
If your relationship is going in that direction, just be sure the two of you are on the same page! Your girl might get turned out and think about why she needs you’re a$$! It’s happened before! And if you ain’t trickin like Kanye son, I’d be extra careful!

Xoxo
Kiki

On Fat Tuesday, Feb 24th, 2009 this year, we had a blast at the Inaugural Party for the series called Kiki Rockstar Presents…Urban Voyeur:Mardi Gras!

Thanks to everyone that came out on a cold and rainy weekday to enjoy a little bit of hedonism with us!

My lovely Hostesses made sure that everyone was appropriately lubricated!

We had an amazing burlesque performance by the Incredible, Edible Akynos!

We also had some sexy spoken word by Mo Beasley of Urban Erotika, www.mobeasely.com and some comedy as well as a delicious New Orleans buffet of Jambalaya, Red Beans and Rice, Cajun Catfish, Candied Pecans and more.

If you are wondering if we followed any other Mardi Gras traditions…. Well, you know…

Thanks to Bobby Bell and the Sucre Jazz Lounge for your hospitality!

Thanks to Trina Wright Thomas of Savvy Media and Events who co-produced the event!

Also thanks to Scott Pellegrino and Jyl Ferris of www.FERRISDESIGN.com for all their support before, during, and after the event!

Finally, once again, thanks to the folks that support Kiki Rockstar Entertainment! Stay tuned to the next Urban Voyeur event:TEASE featuring an Amateur Pole Dancing Contest!

Verrrry excited about this event! Jyl Ferris of FerrisDesign.com did her thing AGAIN on this invite!

Right now the latest craze is the pole dancing thing. You may have seen it on The Real Housewives of Atlanta. Carmen Electra has even licensed a portable pole! I love strippers anyway so I’m with it!

The athleticism required to do pole tricks is really amazing, and if you wondered how all dancers seem to have that bubble round butt and tight as$ arms, wonder no more! There is a CASH PRIZE so I’m expecting a really good show. Plus the folks at Sucre Jazz Lounge make you feel at home, make some KILLER sneak attack concoctions and let it all hang out at their spot so them plus me could be dangerous!

Urban Voyeur is a series of parties geared around the concept of sexy, upscale adult entertainment. The mood, the environment, and the people that come through and mingle are diverse, friendly, and most importantly, open… You never know who you could meet and what trouble you might get into… The good kind I hope!

Come see the lovely ladies of New York doing their thing on the pole and cheer them on as they compete for the top prize! Who knows, you might get some tips you want to take back home with you, or you might take one of them back home for your tip… Lol!!

xoxo

Kiki

Don’t front like you don’t want to try it!

The way I see it, it is a no lose proposition. Meeting folks has many purposes besides getting your freak on or finding a potential baby daddy that can give you child support. Ladies these days are doin it for themselves, they are MBA’s and VP’s and MD’s and some more $hit! And Fella’s in BK got more game than a little bit, a few actually have a little bit more than a slick mouth to offer. Even though a slick mouth can come in handy…

So try it, don’t knock it.Come through Rustik Tavern in Ft.Greene/Clinton Hill and get your network on… Where else could you meet so many people, no strings attatched, you don’t even have to pretend to like the person because it is only 4 minutes…

Who knows you may get lucky…I’ll be there…

xoxo
Kiki

Thanks to Jyl Ferris at www.Ferrisdesign.com for the design!

I have a confession to make….

I’m not getting any.

I mean nothing. For privacy reasons, I won’t reveal how long its been, but just know that when Mardi Gras kicked into Ash Wednesday, I was allready well on my way to Chasityville.

It’s shocking, I know. But the thing is I’ve kinda come to terms with it. Abstaining from scrumpin is something, I never thought I would even ever attempt. Since I’ve been active over half my life at this point, I haven’t gone without for more than a few weeks ever. So, when some friends and I started talking about what we were giving up for Lent, naturally my thoughts went to… meat.

Another friend had given up not just beef but the penis. She had her reasons ready to go and down pat! She wanted to have sex with “someone special”… She wanted it to “mean something” yada, yada, yada.

I thought to myself, “I’m too old to play those kinda games with my p^ssy! I need d*ck!”

But time passed, I was so busy with home, work, and plus working out had me too tired even to masturbate on some nights. I would fall asleep with my vibrator down the leg of my sweatpants and wonder, “How the fuc% did that happen?”

I looked up, and some weeks had gone by! Now, I don’t go out like aI used to, so on the few occassions when there was some se% in shouting distance, I did one of the following: A) got too drunk, B) was rollin with some girls and too scared to one night stand it, C) was too tired or time challanged, or d) had distance and/or scheduling issues.

Then I went to church.

And the message that Sunday was…. “Looking For Real Love”

All I could think about was Mary J. Blige singing to me as I sat in the pew and for the first time, I really felt what she was saying!

The pastor said that we are often unsatisfied in our relationships because there is a empty space that only God can fill.

I totally felt that! You could have the finest sexiest, thickest, hottest person in the world on your $hit, if you don’t have your mind right, it won’t mean a thing!

After the sermon, I surveyed my sexual landscape and what I saw made me let out an old 1990’s “exhale”!
I realized that what I wanted was to be left alone! So I could open myself to what God wants for me and to be able to receive it!

It felt amazing. So I put it on lock, the pu$$y. Level Orange. I’m taking it day by day. Wooo wee its hard. The weather is getting warmer too. I go to the gym a lot too and $hit. Be seeing brothers and sisters gettin fine in 09 for summertime. Thinkin how sexual every position and exercise is in boot camp. I’m sick.

Bouncing on the spin bike, feeling the bike seat tap tap tapppin on my butt cheeks. No wonder I’ve been exercising like a maniac!

But no D for Kiki. I’m gonna keep you posted on this because I’m not too good at commitment…

xoxo

KR

PS: I’m on my way to a massage. It a guy too. Do happy endings count?

Thanks to Jyl Ferris at FerrisDesign.com,Trina fromSavvy Events!, and Bobby Bell at Sucre!

Happy New Year!

This is a picture I took from the window of the airplane heading west, back home to New York from my extended stay in Europe.

I have been a very bad love, sex, and relationship writer/blogger/interviewer/journalist.

Sometimes after I work really hard on stuff for a period, I just have to dip for a minute. I worked my A$s off in 08. By late fall, after my events and working and moving, I was a burnt piece of toast. I had to restore myself for the 09.

So….. I did the Kiki Rockstar thing…

I’ve been traveling.

Away in Europe, mostly in Italy of course!

Doing a little bit of resting and playing, relaxing, soul searching, and writing.
And eating!

A little shopping… not too much…

Thinking about all the people I met in the crazy 08. All the real people, the freaks, the fools. The celebs, the ass-h0les that wasted my time, the (old) friends that I just don’t even care about anymore.

The fun characters that made me laugh until I cried.

The beautiful vistas that I’ve experienced from Jamaica to Isernia.

This is the view of the mountain tops in central Italy, where I went skiing in December 2008.

The times I danced until my feet hurt.

The sweet, sometimes forbidden love I made.

The idiot decisions that made me feel I played myself.

The books, art, and music I experienced that changed my life.

The risks that paid off..though sometimes just barely.

The gratifcation and satisfaction of hard work and goals realized.

A sample of the depression that can result post-success.

A sample of the exhilaration that comes from doing the things I think I’m destined to do.

A painful realization of the dangerously contagious powers of negative energy, simply put, misery loves company…

And finally the concepts of hope and change and what it means to obtain feelings of hope and joy and maintain and nurture them in order to create change.

A new year. Catching your dreams.

This year, I hope your dreams catch up with you. That one day, you wake up and a sense of deja vu hits you so powerful you want to tell someone about it.

Or maybe you are stokin your man or your girl, and the curve of his orher back hits your eyes a certain way, and a wet feeling or a hard feeling and a heat coems over you.

Whatever the case may be..

I hope that you make goals that you celebrate wins and that the losses don’t shake your faith, in yourself or in the Goddess Mother that loves us all.

Other than good food, rest, health and good love, I can wish you no more than that.

Kisses,
Kiki

PS: I’m back on it, so I’ll be posting it up in the 09.

We wanted to celebrate the end of summer with another fabulous Rockstar Soiree…

Nothing is more theraputic than a relaxed, lovely evening with friends.

Good food, delicious drinks, a beautiful setting plus fun guests is all that you need for a successful soiree.
Whether it be for 5 friends, 50 or 500, the care, and attention to detail comes through and reflect good planning and provide your guests with a feeling of being spoiled and treated to something extrordinary.

With a Rockstar Soiree, you simply take it up another notch and invest a little more effort in your theme and execution.

Of course you know, that with a Rockstar Soiree, Romance is ALWAYS part of the theme!

This time we held an intimate “ladies-only” event aboard the luxurious yacht, The Foxhunter IV…

Our mission with this party was just to help our guests unwind after a stressful week, and a busy summer packed with kids camps, office politics, and men with summer fever acting a damn fool!

We wanted to get in some good girl talk about sex, relationships, and finding Mr. Right in a sea of Mr. Wrongs so we set sail and popped bottles and chopped it up Rockstar Style.

Our 9 lovely ladies were treated like queens by our handsome “first mates”, Akil and D’Andre, who escorted our stilleto-clad bombshells to the yacht and graciously helped them aboard. Once properly ensconced, our princesses were served a mysterious tropical punch that got everyone loose-lipped aboard ship.

The menu was a colorful celebration of the end of summer:
Curried Chicken Skewers
Veggie Samosas
Crab and Artichoke Dip and Blue Corn Tortilla Chips
Gazpacho Shooters
Shrimp Cocktail
Beef Skewers with Grape Tomatoes Stuffed with Blue Cheese
Tropical Fruit
Miniature Key Lime and Mixed Berry Tarlets

Our guest received back massages and out-of-this-world foot rubs from our pampering princes who gave new meaning to the phrase “All Hands On Deck”!

As the evening went along swimmingly, we tried to keep it together because we were having so much fun!

Nautical nasty talk ensued throughout the night. As you know, with a little social lubricant added to the mix ANYTHING is possible.

Our boisterous fun attracted a lot of attention from other boaters (mostly men!) who happened to be docked nearby.

By chance, a good friend of mine was on a nearby boat, saw the Rockstar Flag waving high and came and joined us!

By the middle of the evening, we couldn’t keep our party to ourselves any longer and several handsome, successful, AND SINGLE gentleman clamoured to come on board and see what all the fun was about.

We ended up with about 8 cool as$ dudes in addition to our suave, gracious host Captain Jerry, and our handsome deck hands. Also shout out to my fabulous camera crew Wanakhavi and Nicole!

I wouldn’t be Kiki Rockstar if I didn’t get a camera out and put a mike in a few faces now that I got folks a little lit.

So fine, so friendly, these mature, sophisticated fellas opened up and shared so much about their dreams and desires regarding relationships and love. I felt blessed by their candid, heartfelt comments. It was so refreshing to hear about how MEN want to be treated by a woman and things that turn them off about women and being single in general.

We are bombarded by magazines and images, telling women what men want, both subliminally and overtly, through pictures of scantily clad underwear models or songs that debase women and their sexuality. That evening we heard directly from real men what they find sexy, what qualities in terms of character, they find important to connect and to commit.

In summary, I was absolutely pleased by how the evening turned out! I am sure that my guests felt the same way. It was an untraditonal evening to begin with and we let things flow and went along with the vibe and the positive energy and ended up in a totally unexpected, totally delightful place.

Good food, deliciously sexy cocktails, new and old friends, aboard the fabulous Foxhunter IV.

What could be more f-ing Rockstar than that?

I will be featuring many of the highlights from this evening on upcoming segments of Under The Covers TV hosted by me, of course…

xoxo
Kiki Rockstar

The Rockstar Speed Dating Phenomenon rolled through the DC Metropolitan Area and we may have increased the population!

We teamed up with WPGC’s Late Night Love Talk and Slow Jamz DJ Osei The Dark Secret, who provided just the right amount of Ying to My Yang…

Shout Out to Osei!

Yours truly The Mistress of Love, Kiki Rockstar has created a unique speed dating game that combines STYLE and SUBSTANCE with a superflirtatious twist…

You’ve got to try it!

The concept:
You are sexy, funny, and smart (and single hopefully)…
You want to meet someone special but maybe you are not too cool with clubbing, blind dates or dating online.

Looking for a potential person to go half on a baby with…
Ain’t getting any younger???

Why are you STILL SINGLE??

These two ladies checking out the Rockstar Speed Dating Passport are about to change all that!

But why do you think you have not found someone to settle down with (if that is what you want..)?
Cause you lazy.
Work too much.
Too tired…

I wonder if we put as much effort into our personal lives as we do into our jobs how successful would we be?

It’s nothing wrong with being single.

I’m single! And having a blast! I love to date. I love to meet new people and be romanced out of my atmosphere. But that’s just me!

Rockstar Speed Dating is for the rockstar in you. Either you are looking for Ms./Mr. Right or Mr./Ms. Right Now! It’s all good.
Keep your eyes, ears, hearts and minds open and you will at the very least have a lot of fun.

The Rockstar Speed Dating concept helps you get to know people just a little better with our special Question Cards…

The turnout was terrific! I met so many sexy grown folks with jobs and good credit!

It was a great effort to organize the event so I’d like to send special thanks to those that helped make it a success.

Nikki Sims
Double Exposure
Ron Garrett
Renee Kelly
Wana Films
Lateefa Morehouse
Dana Hill
Darin
WPGC’s Tracey Davis
and
The Management and Staff of The Sideline, especially Michelle Harris!

Look out for Rockstar Speed Dating.com!

Rockstar Speed Dating
Coming Soon to A Venue Near You!!!!