Posts Tagged: room 704
Meet Room 704
Here’s the story of three lovely ladies
The ladies of room seven-oh-four
All of them had killer racks, like no other
The youngest one had more
Here’s the story, of a man named Drew
Who was busy pimping out vibes
He was hitting all the bloggers
Yes he found all the tribes
Till the one day when the ladies met this fellow
And they knew it was much more than an “O”
That this group would somehow form a family
That’s the way these beeshes birthed 704
Seven -oh- Four, Seven -oh- Four,
That’s the way they became Room… Seven… oh… Four…
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Dawn: I met her by was of Lotus’ blog. In reading her blog I have laughed, I have cried, and I have learned so much. Dawn can also knit like nobody’s business. Most importantly, though, she will always tell it like it is. My admiration for Dawn is vast. Not to mention the girl wears kick ass shoes! Oh and have you seen her bewbs? They are SPECTACULAR!
Leslie: When I first found Mrs. Flinger I knew I would like her. It was this video that sealed the deal for me. I knew how great of a day it would be when all my kids were napping together. When I watched it I had three big kids who did not nap and one baby whose napping was hit or miss. I think I watched this video like fourteen times in a row. We spoke on a panel, at Blissdom’09, together. The chat that we had when we were preparing our gig sealed the deal for her. You don’t talk about blow-jobs and throw eff-bombs around Leslie. That is unless you want her to love you forever. Me? I talked about blow-jobs and threw eff-bombs. I knew what I was doing.
Victoria: The VDog. I could probably leave it at that because when I say, “The VDog“, you know what I mean. The O.G. Crackah. Little Man’s Hot Ma. You know? Veee Dawg. Victoria is one of my original bloggy peeps. She’s been with me since the beginning; when I first made my foray into the blog-o-sphere. Our boys are practically the same age and if it weren’t for living across the country from one another, I know they would “totes” be Tonka Truck BFFs! V will get to meet Davey in September. I’m looking forward to that. Now I just gotta get my butt to her house one year.
Meet Chris Mann
Chris making his way to the Room 704 party at BlogHer.
Back before Blissdom09 I got an instant message from my friend, Allison Worthington. She was so excited that she had to share some news. That was when I first heard of Chris Mann. He was going to be at Blissdom, singing for the attendees. Within a New York minute I was at his MySpace page, listening to his tracks and looking at his pictures. I was INSTANTLY hooked and requested to be his friend. I even messaged him telling him that I was going to be the photographer at the conference and that I couldn’t wait to meet him. Ever the gentleman he accepted my friend request and messaged me back saying that he couldn’t wait to meet me. Thus began our relationship. Then we took it to Twitter, but the secret was out; I had to share him with countless other Chris-crazed, Mann-happy bloggers. No worries, though, because Chris knows I’m the O.G.
When I met him at Blissdom, I knew he was going to be big. Charisma oozed out of his pores. Just standing around him made me giddy as he’s just got this aura around him. Sure, he’s drop-dead gorgeous. Sure, he can carry a tune. Sure, he is funny, smart, and cool. More importantly, he’s authentic. He’s genuine. He’s solid. If you aren’t familiar with him. You will be. Mark my words, Chris Mann is here to stay and he’s going to soar to the top of the charts. The way you can tell a true musician is by their live performances. I’ve seen him sing live a few times now, and every. single. time. I am completely blown away by his voice and ability.
He sang at a few of the parties at Blogher, in Chicago. The first one that I saw him at was the Soxial Luxe Lounge. He was singing (ever so sweetly the way he does) and I was snapping pictures of him. He saw me and mid-song said, “Hi Mishelle.”
I swooned or blushed or both?
Chris you are the Mann!
