Top 10 Late Night

So, I did a top 10 late night eatery feature for the Honolulu Advertiser. I'm really proud of it because I had to put a lot of work into it, staying up during the wee hours of the night to eat all of that food within weeks. haha. It was so much fun revisiting each place. There are endless stories for each place after a late night of drinking. :) If you are ever down in Hawaii, these are the spots.

Check it out HERE and enjoy!

Encounter With A Doubter

This morning was great. I had a good night sleep, woke up early and as I was driving to work, there was no traffic (since Hawaii’s public school system, city & county workers are on furlough). So as you can imagine, I’m in a good mood. Blasting the music, cool breeze going through my hair, Chanel glasses on and hella cheesin. Although as I look down to my speedometer, I see that my tire pressure light is on. I don’t panic because I know that there is a Chevron gas station near my working place and that the car would be ok in the meantime.

I drive into the gas station, turn off my engine, look for my tire pressure reader and I get out of my car. I check the left side tires first since I know that most of the time, those are the tires that causes the light to go off. I’m dressed in a long pink dress and I lift my dress up so that it won’t touch the ground as I bend down (and no you crazies, I only hiked it by my knee). As I finish the first tire, a guy walks by and says if everything is okay with my car. I tell the guy that my tires just need a little air. He stands off in the distance even though I can see him in the corner of my eye watching my every move. I carry along and go towards my right tires. I pull the slack more and I repeat my steps. The guy then slowly walks up and says, “are you sure you know what you are doing?” I turn to him with meanest look and said, “yes, it’s not hard putting air in car tires” and he has the nerve to say, “are you sure?” and continues to stand there! After I finished putting air in my tires, I turn on my key and sure enough the air pressure light is no longer on.

I think it’s so sexist, inconsiderate and rude to watch someone for a good 20 minutes to see if they can put air into their tires. It’s like yeah, I’m wearing a dress, I got some make-up on, my hair is done and I got some heals on but that don’t mean a damn thing. I mean don’t get me wrong, I’m not on my rags and I’m usually really nice to strangers but when you give me a bad vibe and when your tone of voice is demeaning..OMG …I’ll hold my composure for a real long time but keep rubbing me the wrong way, then count on me to react. The guy had the nerve to ask like three times and had the nerve to just watch that long!

I know that the way I was dressed today there was no way in hell did I want to have any oil or dirt on my dress or on my face (because I had to go to work right after) but still don’t talk to me like I don’t know crap! And trust, I'm no afriad to get her hands dirty. Yeah I know that many girls may not know how to change their oil, put water in their engine, let alone put air in their tires but please don’t treat me like a stereotype because ask me how to do things dealing with cars and I’ll sure enough tell you what I know (Daddy did raise me around cars and motorcycles).

So please fellas and my ladies, dont underestimate what a person knows or their abilities due to their appearance. Like the old saying, “Don’t judge a book by its cover.” See, if that guy were to offer to do it for me so that I wouldn’t have to hold my dress and do my tires, then that would have been another story.

On a lighter note, the weekend is here, party it up my lovers and for my lovers that are students, we almost done with this semester..keep pushing, we are almost there.




What can I say, there ain't that many girls that can get dirty like I can. :)