Real Men: What happened to them & where are they?

Once upon a time there was a young girl who dreamed of one day meeting a handsome tall man with big muscles who could fix anything with his hands and hold the ability to crush anyone who brought harm and feared no one. She had seen men like this in old movies and photos and was sadly lead to believe that these men would still exist once she was old enough to date. It seemed possible; her father was basically superman and could build a car from scratch. His hands were enormous and she was convinced they were made of steel. Her dad didn't mess around and always did the right thing. If something was broken, he'd fix it immediately. He never drank, smoked or used drugs. He worked around the clock to support his family and never had an excuse not to. Fast forward over a decade later and these manly men are now extinct; the girl is now a woman who is confused and frustrated with the slim pickings of so called "men" in her generation. The men she sees don't have manly hands that are scuffed up, scarred, worn and tough. They're hands might as well be more feminine then her's; same goes for their personalities.

Let me break down the typical 21st century male through the eyes of Mama Virgo:
-They're completely unreliable
-Pathetic excuse after pathetic excuse
-They don't say what they mean or mean what they say
-They're lazy as fuck
-The way they dress...please don't even get me started 
-Most of them couldn't even figure out how to change a let bulb let alone fix their own car
-No sense of family
-Lack of morals
-Lack of drive and persistence
-No respect for women
-98% of them are unfaithful 
-They don't call when they say they will or answer their phones
-They're not MANLY MEN!
-They hang out with a bunch of morons; their group of friends usually suck
-Terrible sense of style
-Too attached to tech gadgets and the internet
-Have no manners

Basically, men have forgotten how to be men. PLEASE stop wearing tight jeans, guyliner, styling your hair like the dudes from Flock of Seagulls (80's reference), treating women like disposable accessories, being blatantly obvious that you're only pursuing a woman for the end goal of having sex with her (its SO obvious and you're all SO dumb), quoting disgusting rappers on your Facebook or Twitter accounts everyday, and get some fucking motivation to learn all the manly things you need to know that should be instinctual to you in the first place! Oh, and most importantly, for all you dad's who treat your baby mama's like garbage, please either remove yourself from society completely or start paying the damn child support and be a proper father-figure in your child's life! If you can't do that, then you don't deserve to breath. 

Guys who are heavy into the club scene...gross (unless you're not a raging club drug addict). Guys who can't give up going out on weekends (or weekdays if you're really that much of an alcoholic) to get wasted instead of spending time doing something creative and constructive...even more gross. Guys who laugh at those who enjoy reading...please dunk your head in the nearest public toilet because that's how disposable your brain is. Guys who disrespect their mom's...find the nearest cliff. Guys who can't go every other word without cursing...there's this thing called a dictionary I highly suggest you purchase one because you sound like an idiot and appear ignorant (major turn off). 

This isn't how I planned on writing this entry, but writer's write according to mood and my mood has shifted since I first started this entry almost 2 months ago. Let me just say...if today's men could research how men were in the 1920's, 30's, 40's, 50's and even 60's...and they actually LEARNED from their research...they would benefit greatly and maybe us women would no longer have to put up with all you pansies! I'm SO sick of going out and being surrounded by stupid "men" every where! What is wrong with all of you?! It seems like there's no escape at this point and women just might have to resort to lesbianism.

Mama Virgo's Final Message to the 21st Century Men: GROW A PAIR. GET YOUR HANDS DIRTY. STOP BEING SO FUCKING SENSITIVE AND FEMININE. STOP IDOLIZING RAPPERS AND DOUCHE BAG MALE CELEBRITIES.

Feel free to comment. Ladies, feel free to leave some comments stating other things you dislike about the 21st century man, I'd love to hear other's opinions.

Weekdays & Writers Block

Hans Christian Andersen, famous author who suffered from depression but wrote great fairy tales, 4/9/1805-8/4/1875

I can't write about things I don't want to write about. I can't write when I'm tired. I can't write when I have anxiety about writing. I will not write when I'm extremely depressed, but I will write when I'm depressed. I especially will not write when I have too many topics I want to write about and can't decide on which one to start first because there's too many aspects of inspiration and I can't narrow them all down, for example, this past month and the last half of February I've had plenty of things I wanted to blog about but didn't all because of the reasons I just listed. Five minutes ago I read through one of my drafts for a blog entry I can't WAIT to write about...but because its a weekday, I'm tired as FUCK, anxious, extremely depressed and have other entries waiting to be finished...I can't finish that one awesome draft. All I can do and want to do is write about writing and how I can't write...hence why I'm writing so much right now because I feel so deeply about this topic that its causing me anxiety so now I have to write about it. This blog entry will probably make you question stuff or just really confused. I can't imagine anyone understanding this unless you're also a Virgo who suffers from always being tired, writing like a mad [wo]man, and goes through "black moods" quite often.

Weekdays really blow. I don't have a day job and hate daytime hours AND its cold out! Its the shitty month of March which only leads to the lousy month of April thus equaling a long wait till the pretty month of May (my son's birthday is in May :-). I get my best ideas and inspiration for writing at night; specifically when I'm laying in bed trying to go to sleep. This keeps me awake. I don't get out of bed to write and get everything out of my head...because one would think that would help me sleep...but no, if I do that then I'll go in to a state of hyper-writing (not sure if that's an actual term but I'll use it) and write for hours on end in to the dawn thus feeling even more tired the next day. Then once I'm finally asleep I have the craziest, sickest, most life-like dreams ever and when I wake up I want to write about them but can't because I have to get my nocturnal ass up and get my son ready for school. By the time I can sit down and write about them, I usually don't want to write anymore. Sometimes I'll briefly jot down what happened in my dream and then go back to it with a better picture of what happened. I recently had one of the coolest dreams ever and it was by far one of my absolute favorites. I wrote about it and I plan on turning it in to a story; that'll take forever to finish because like I said I can only write when the mood strikes and sometimes weeks even months can go by where I can't write. When I do finish that story though, its gonna be really good.

This entry just subjected you to what is known as "free writing." I just kept typing every single thought that came to mind without stopping or rephrasing anything (only thing I added afterwards is the picture of Hans Christian Andersen). Maybe now that I got this out of my system I can get back my inspiration and will to finish the drafts and start new entries that are waiting to be written and read.

Random statement: I changed my blog background from one of my portfolio photos to a plain white rose because I'm kinda like on the fence about how I feel in regards to posting  my face on every type of social networking site...on one hand I feel like it attracts more readers and gives them a better connection/visual as to who I am...and on the other hand I'm thinking to myself: who the fuck wants to see my picture plastered all over this blog every time they read my stuff? I'm also weirded out by my own modeling pictures; its unreal to me and creepy, like Ripley's, believe it or not. I can't find a satisfying background image for the Google blogger so I chose the plain rose for now. I tried to find cool Virgo backgrounds via Google search engine but there was nothing everything was really tacky ::wishing I was a graphic designer::

To all my fellow Virgo's out there who are also going through black moods and feeling very melancholy: don't worry, because I will.

Virgo of the Month: Charlie Sheen

Well well well, look whose a Virgo. 

I think that sentence alone is good enough to cover my *Virgo of the Month* March edition, but since Charlie  is such a controversial character and so prominent in the media right now; I must elaborate. Lets start with his birthday, September 3rd 1965. Now, notice his cheek bones, very Virgo-like. I approve. I admire his creative catch phrases and ideas. Before all the Charlie Sheen madness started I wasn't necessarily a "fan" of his nor did I pay much attention to him mostly because of all the domestic violence offenses filed against him by his x's (you lost major points there Charlie). I actually was more confused as to how his younger brother, Emilio Estevez (Taurus), is related to him. I loved Emilio in The Breakfast Club. Back to Charlie and his crazy Virgo antics. Watching his recent interview with his "Goddesses" really disturbed me because his baby boys were involved, and as a mother I would be FURIOUS if my son's father ever did anything like that around my son and those "Goddesses" would no longer be breathing. I hope his kids don't have to be exposed to that again. Anyway...now that I just sat here and thought about how pissed off I am about what his children are going through...I don't really want to write about Charlie Sheen anymore. I know a lot of younger guys think Charlie is awesome now and the idea of having two chicks help raise your kids is "cool," and that's just a really scary thought in itself. Younger men in todays society DO NOT need anymore shitty male influences; they're already beyond stupid and this just might make it worse. This blog is turning into a Public Service Announcement very quickly.

Charlie Sheen is a Virgo, sigh. His Twitter is very funny and entertaining, so are some of the things he says and does. I must admit I love his latest self-description: "unemployed winner," because I consider myself an unemployed winner too. However, I can't let him get a *Mama Virgo Approved* pass for just being funny and a great actor. Virgo's are very perceptive, intellectual and deep thinkers...so I hope Charlie Sheen can come to grips soon for the sake of his 4 children and stop threatening his baby mama's. The Virgo in him will eventually do the right thing...? On the bright side...I think its safe to say all Virgo's have Tigers Blood.

Risque Carnival!

The Set NYC Presents: Risque Carnival!

One of New York City's most diverse entertainment company is bringing the Carnival of Rio to Manhattan for one night this Friday March 11th at Sea Lounge located at 835 Washington Street [meatpacking district]. $15 entry fee comes with a yummy Caipirinha drink! Samba your way in to the lounge for all-night house music by DJ TEC NIK and a fashion show with gorgeous people rocking some very Risque underwear and swimwear ;-) *Underwear becomes Outerwear* A contest will also be held. Mama Virgo will be there all night and you'll get to see me strut my stuff in the fashion show along with other beautiful models. This event is going to be a fantastic place for models, stylists, photographers, make-up artists, producers and designers to network so be sure not to miss out on this great opportunity to make connections while enjoying a fabulous night! I hope to see you there and I look forward to meeting new people!