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| The drama is starting to peak on Xanga amongst a couple of clans regarding the Miss Xanga Asia contest, and I have decided to throw myself into the fray because of something I did last year - I came up with the idea of Miss Xanga Asia (that, and really, blogs are 99% self-serving, and I feel like writing about this, dammit). If you know what happened last year, skip the 1st paragraph; I merely include the backstory to provide some context.
MXAsia was an idea born on a late late night while I was up chatting with Yosho, and he was bemoaning the fact that the MXAmerica contest was filled with girls who were...let's just be polite and say that there was much more focus on "personality" in that contest. The lightbulb went on over our heads, and we realized that since there were so many Asian people on Xanga, we could probably get away with having a contest unique to people who identify as that, and we knew that there was many an Asian girl on Xanga that would be willing to, shall we say, show their goodies for the "greater good" (read: Yosho's Good). He, being much more of a xangalebrity than I, reached out to several people to judge, messages and instant messages started to fly, and he crafted the opening post calling for nominations. The reaction was mostly positive; many girls started to think about how they would take their pictures, and some contacted him asking to not be a part of the contest. We (the judges, and by "the judges" I mean everybody but me, because I pretty much had no internet access during the bulk of the contest) allowed people to not enter even if nominated, and people were titillated by the photos posted. People were unique and creative in how they displayed themselves to the community (and I am still so flattered that one contestant actually did her entries after one of my profile pictures!), and after 2 rounds, a front page landing, and many, many votes and comments, the lovely c0rkie blew everybody out of the water with her infamous kitchen picture, and won the title of Miss Xanga Asia 2008 - I believe she won lifetime premium donated by an anonymous blogger. There was very little (if any) drama surrounding the contest, and things went smoothly.
How the idea of re-doing MXAsia this year came up, I do not know, but the contest seemed to be going in the same direction as last year, with Mr_Jin being gracious enough to host the contest on this blog. Nominations go relatively smoothly, same as last year, and the first round of pictures went up in the last 36 hours or so.
Then the shit hit the fan - a supposed entrant was actually not the girl who was in the pictures; she goes and writes on her blog that somebody stole her images and posed as her, and that she would never ever offer up her pictures and herself to the "perverts" that comprised the panel of judges for mxa 2009. It is one thing to feel that you have been had, and if somebody did hack into her account (of course, this is now a case of "he said, she said", because it is impossible to prove whether or not she did give permission to the judges to use her images, though a screenshot has been produced, that could have been a moment of hacked account), she could have just contacted one of the judges (or even emailed the gmail account setup exclusively for this contest) and asked to have the images taken down. Simple, classy, and we could have continued without the fuss.
Now, the interesting question has been brought up by one of her "male minons" as to whether or not the contestants are truly represented as Asian; you can see the blog (along with my sole dissenting response at the time I had posted) here.
Aside from the stereotypes presented in the blog, there is one very obvious thing; this is a group of people (family and friends, from what I have been told) that is banding together to protect their own. Good for them, it's important to look out for one another. HOWEVER, the manner in which they are doing it is, simply put, classless. They are attacking contestants and judges, and threatening to complain the the Xanga Gods (you really think Jon cares about your problem?! Dream on kids). People then respond to their blogs and commentary with well thought out responses, and they merely continue with their poorly constructed empty threats. If you are going to fight, fight smart and fight big kids; I think they do not realize what they are getting themselves into. This will, unfortunately, color the MXA contest this year, and in a very unfair fashion. These girls who are brave enough (lord knows I would never be), and clever enough to come up with pictures for the contest should still be lauded; they have provided us with some great pictures of both luscious bodies and smiling faces - best of luck to all of you ladies.
I hope that this group of xangans, learns something very, very important; if you are going to stir the shit pot, do it in the most careful manner possible; because there are far more people watching than you can ever imagine, many of whom are long time, intelligent bloggers who will ensure that the entire truth is displayed for those that are observing. So far, to me, it is obvious as to who will walk away unscathed; after blogging here for almost eight (eight! jesus christ, I need a life), I have seen enough drama go down to predict who will walk about more victorious than the other.
Overall, I hope this contest goes well. It is, after all, my baby; coming from, oddly enough, a non-asian girl. =)
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| I don't know if I can handle this whole "internet dating" thing. More because I can't STAND IT when people don't seem to know how to use the English language properly. I'm not a grammar genius, but lordy. These boys just make my eyes bleed. I wonder if girls are any better.
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| In the not-so-wee hours of the night (we are talking like, 10:30p here people), a darling former xxxangan somehow, through her mystic charms convinced me to sign up for a free dating service. Clearly I am both crazy and weak. While I have been single now for almost 4 years (depending upon where you start counting from), I don't know if I REALLY want to date anybody. I keep myself busy eating, shopping for shoes, travelling, and causing general mayhem with my friends from time to time. Oh, and working 3 jobs keeps a girl busy as well. Throw in a high dosage of intolerance for most of peoplekind, and you have a soup that means I don't interact with the opposite sex very well. It also doesn't help that I seem to reside in a city where I am taller than most of the population.
Anyways, this whole "online dating" thing kinda wierds me out. People ask me to tell them more about myself, but I don't really know what else they want, since they don't bother to ask questions. Do they want to know that I keep my teeth pretty white by using my ultrasonic toothbrush 2 times daily, or that I can drink pretty much nonstop for 3 hours on pretty much an empty stomach and not black out? Do they want to know that I keep not one, but two blogs, one of which I write erotic fiction on? Or do they want to know that is taking me over a year to finish crocheting a scarf? Tack on that I have absolutly NO GAME when it comes to this kind of stuff; its like I need my own personal female Hitch for all of these situtations. God help me if I EVER decide to actually meet somebody face to face. I will totally socially face-plant that one. I'll keep you kids posted (anybody out there? Bueller?) as to how this all plays out.
It probably also doesn't help that I have a really big thing for half-asian, half white boys. Holy god, so lickable, and such a rare, rare find.
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| Due to the current economy, and the fact that I took a paycut, I'd like to present my wishlist. (I'm quietly hoping that all this lusting will curb any want I have. I have to hope at this time, because otherwise, there's no other option)
- Entry into Graduate school; bonus points if I get financial aid.
- A Mulberry Bag - preferably in blue, or red.
- A Bottega Veneta - in hurricane. Damn those last season colors
- For Louis Vuitton to stop becoming the Coach of the upper/middle asian class. So I can re-covet, and not feel like a tool.
- YSL Tribute shoes. Any color will do.
- The perfect pair of black flats. Preferably, 5 pair so I never have to search again.
- The Gucci waistbag in black.
- For 20 pounds to magically dissapear.
- Cooper Mini in dark blue, and an audi A3 in black or silver.
- Movado ring from the journey collection (it's 40% off at $1800. disgusting)
- Once I get into said graduate school, the easiest aparment finding process known to man (and woman)
- Comfortable and interesting vacation to a tropical climate.
I need to stop being so shallow. Jesus.
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| I was changing in the gym today after lying silently in the dry sauna after running intervals for an HOUR (goddamn that was long, but I digress), and I noticed that the women at my gym like to stand around naked A LOT. And have no problems making eye contact with you when you are naked as well...I'm all for being comfortable with your body, but I still have boundaries. One of those is "leave me the fuck alone when all I have is a towel around me".
Anyways, do YOU strut yourself around in your birthday suit in the Gym Locker rooms? Are you totally comfortable with the level of nudity at your gym?
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