White folks weren’t the only people losing their minds last weekend…
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ST. PATRICK’s DAY RECAP
Saturday, March 25th, 2006All Day I Dream About Sneakers… (ReMix)
Sunday, March 19th, 2006One of the main reasons that C.S. and I traveled to Paris was to see if I could track down some rare and hard to find sneakers. There is a neighborhood in a Parisian suburb called Cligancourt that my friends tell me resembles the old Delancey-Orchard Street strip from the late 1980’s.
Sure enough, there were leather jacket dealers and sneaker traders everywhere. With no prices marked on the shoes it meant that you could ‘jew’ the dealer down to the price that you both agreed upon. Since I am a Black Hebrew, I have no problem jewing anyone.
There were all kinds of NIKE dunks and Air Max models to choose from, but this trip wasn’t about securing any more NIKE shoes since the swoosh brand and I were looking at being separated (and possibly divorced?). I was on the hunt for a pair of ultra rare ADIDAS. Paris is known to be a hotbed for the German shoe manufacturers products and up to this point I had seen some interesting pieces not yet available in the States. The shoes I wanted though were more than just a pair of collectible sneakers; they contained an incredible history that not too many people know about.
These were shoes worn by the Jamaican bobsled team during the 1976 Summer Games in Montreal.
First off I know what you’re thinking… Jamaican bobsled team at the 1976 summer Olympic games?!?!? And normally I would agree with you but that is how sick this story is. Because the games were being played in Canada, the Jamaican boblsed team assumed that there would be snow and therefore it would be their first chance to compete in the games. Can you imagine for just one second how difficult it must have been to practice bobsledding in the sand?
I guess the team had been smoking some of that good sticky icky for them to think there would be snow on the ground in July, even up in Canada, but nonetheless they packed their bags and their sled and headed to Montreal. As word spread on the tiny island that the bobsled team would be competing in the Olympics, several other Jamaican winter athletes were inspired to make the trek as well, in the hopes that they too might secure the ‘big gold coin mon’. How many of you know the story of WINSTON LIVINGSTON, the great steel pan drummer and professional speed skater from Jamaica? He would have shattered all the established records in the Sapporo Japan Games in 1972 if he hadn’t been disqualified for going around the track in the opposite direction.
The real hero, or should I say heroine of the 1976 Olympic Games, was MAVIS BAILEY. She was from a poor little town in the Parish of Saint Andrew called Cockburn. The seaside town was so poor that all of its residents had to share one single pair of shoes. Even though MAVIS was scheduled to compete, the week the games were scheduled wasn’t her week to wear the town shoes, so she had to go to Montreal barefoot.
This is where the bobsled team stepped in (pun absolutely intended). MAVIS was favored to win the women’s 200m race and she was perfectly fine running barefoot , but the I.O.C. (the T.I.’s that run that Olympic shit) had mandated that all competitors must wear track shoes. VERNON HERDSMEN, the Jamaican bobsled team’s driver and the only member of the team that wasn’t detained by Canadian customs officials for narcotics possession, was able to lend MAVIS his sneakers so that she could run her race. MAVIS nearly won the gold medal too, but she unfortunately stumbled and fell when the laces from VERNON’s sneakers became untied. Sadly, she ended up finishing in last place.
Even though MAVIS BAILEY returned to Jamaica medaless and shoeless, it is her perserverance that I honor and respect. I found VERNON HERDSMEN’s her ADIDAS shoe at this tiny little sneaker stand run by an angry Arab (yeah, I know, show you a happy one).
The second best part of the trip was that C.S. and I were back home before they set that sneaker store on fire.
PUFF DIDDY = King of all Jiggs (ReMix)
Monday, March 13th, 2006
The Council of Fashion Designers of America held their annual awards gala monday evening at the great New York Public Library on 42nd Street.
This years winner for ‘best menswear line’ was not some Euro fashion house or even that classic American designer, Ralph Lauren. I will give you a hint… this years’ winner was the one guy that Jennifer Lopez slept with that she didnt marry!?! You guessed it. the incomparable, near I say invincible, SEAN ‘PUFF DADDY – PUFFY – P DIDDY’ COMBS! Johnny Nunez had his camera for the CFDA after party. My favorite picture is the one with JANICE COMBS and DIDDY’s daddy, MILTON COMBS.
Just a year ago I accused the NEPTUNES production duo of signing a deal with the devil because of their presence on everything in the BillBoard Top 20. Lo and behold, it must have been DIDDY who signed that fateful contract, because he can apparently recreate himself into ANYTHING. In the last year I have seen DIDDY do everything else other than music. From running da’ band to running da’ NYC Marathon. From acting as a charming hustler in a Broadway play and then acting every bit the seasoned socialite at the Kentucky Derby. Even I have to admit that nobody works harder than this dude!
Not too long ago, PUFF was a backup dancer for FATHER MC(F.M.C. took his rap name literally. I have been told that he has more seeds than SHAWN KEMP. That would put him into double digits)
PUFF DADDY then became an all-star party promoter with JESSICA ROSENBLUM. They opened the RED ZONE club with a night called ‘Daddy’s House’. PUFF brought in a little known deejay from the Bronx that was actually CHUCK CHILLOUT’s protege. The dj’s name was FUNKMASTER FLEX. The real synergy between FLEX and PUFF would take place several years later at another westside club called TUNNEL.
In PUFF’s early years as a promoter he was an absolute dynamo and anything popping off with his name on the flyer would be hot to death. That was the case unfortunately for nine people who were trampled at the Nat Holman gynasium at City College New York. When Black folks step out to have a good time they dont care if they have to step on other Black folks to get to the party.
The truth is this… DIDDY, JESSICA and HEAVY DEE all co-promoted that event but PUFF was the only one who really took the full weight.
PUFFY’s story afterward that low point is pretty well documented from BAD BOY to B.I.G., from shiny suits to lawsuits, and through all the gunfire he still remains the premiere party promoter. Which brings me to my last thought of the day…
How sick would a VOTER REGISTRATION party be if it were hosted by DIDDY and DON KING?!?
Keep in mind that the REPUBLICAN NATIONAL CONVENTION will be in NYC this August.
I am getting my seersucker suit drycleaned just in case…