Yes, I know. I’ve basically disappeared from my blog and I haven’t updated in a really long time with anything awe-inspiring or crazy to say. This is because I am, of course, busy as shit working my ass off by booking promotional modeling gigs left and right, hustling to make my rent here in San Francisco.
The outfit above, for example, is my uniform for the Nestle Nesquik Promo I was working for the San Francisco Pride 2011 Parade. Yes, you can totally see my ass. And yes, so did the gajillions of other people who were crowding around our booth snapping pictures of it.
No joke, there were lines of people waiting to take pictures with me. Friends were handing their cellphones or cameras to each other and asking them to get multiple photos of us together. I was basically blinded by flashes left and right during the event.
This obviously means that I am incredibly capable of doing my job, and you should all hire me to stand around looking pretty for you because I will draw the freaking crowds, damn it.
… Plus, I need the rent money.
If you haven’t “Liked” me on Facebook yet
or fail to follow my Tumblr closely, you probably haven’t seen any of these pictures. So I’ll just blast them all here on my blog for the few of you who don’t pay too close attention to what I do elsewhere on the internetz.
Loooook! It’s @RichIGN! My bestieeee. Heheheh. You can’t see it because he’s hiding it behind his leg, but I basically took all of the gay crap I was wearing and made him wear it for this picture. Hahahaha! He wasn’t very happy about it and quickly ditched all of the beads & rainbow nonsense after this shot was taken. Lulz.
I get a sinking feeling in my stomach uploading these pictures to my blog because I already know how my ex-boyfriend is going to react once he sees them. He will literally flip his shit and go out of his way to hate me for doing it. Which I get, okay? I totally understand where he’s coming from. He doesn’t want the entire world to see the body/ass/whatever of someone he cares about.
But really … He can hate it if he wants.
I’m tired of people telling me what to do and telling me what I’m allowed to say or write — I’m nobody’s puppet, and I’m sick of all of the controlling men that I’ve had in my life bossing me around. I’m nobody’s bitch, and I’m so tired of being smothered and not allowed to do what I want!
With that said, I had a GREAT time working for Nesquik at San Francisco Pride, and I’m not going to let one person make me feel bad for having a good time out in the sunshine with the millions of other way-more-naked people out there in the parade. GAWD.
And dude, I know there’s like, a million pictures of my ass up here. But really, I was just responding to some bitch on Twitter who was harassing me about my curves and going on about how I have none (and by the way, she has like 2 followers and her feed is full of her talking shit on the people she follows — Pathetic, much?). It’s like, ugh — you clearly have not seen me naked, you ignorant nobody.
I know, I know.
Everyone always tells me, “Cheri! Don’t respond to haters! They love that shit!”
But dude, I couldn’t help myself.
Rarely will I respond to rude comments as, for the most part, I’m like, “Ohhh shut up, I look fucking great and you’re a moron.” But in this case, when someone told me my ass sucked, I was like, WHAT?!?! MY ASS IS SO PERFECT, YOU HAVE NO IDEA.
In retaliation, I smiled like a cocky bitch every time someone wanted to take a picture of or with me. Every time someone wanted to snap a photo of me, told me I was gorgeous, or stuck around just to talk to me in the Nesquik booth, all I could think was, “Told you so, hater”. So every coy little smile you see in these pictures is like a big “fuck you” to the dumb bitches talking shit.
… There’s a lot of cursing in this entry, isn’t there?
I’m tired. I’m sunburnt. And it’s been a long week for me.
By the way — my tan is totally fake!
I smeared and sprayed on a bunch of crap the day before so I’d be nice and dark for the event. San Francisco isn’t exactly the tanning capital of the USA, so obviously I couldn’t just lay out and snag a real one. Not to mention, real tanning is way bad for your skin anyway.
Looks real, huh? :D
But okay, enough bikini pictures. Just wanted to throw something up on the blog so y’all wouldn’t think I forgot about you. Hurhur.
Back to video games and booking gigs, and turning off all of the lights in my apartment while I worry about my electricity bill. If any more pictures turn up of me in a bikini, I’ll be sure to post them here. Wouldn’t want you guys to miss out. :P
More awesomeness from Followers/Fans/Friends/Etc!
And one of my favorites, since I freaking love this movie …
Broke but happy,
XOXO Cheri XOXO