CHANTAL

THE MISSION VEO (www.myspace.com/themissionveo) will be playing live at this year's Buzz Bake Sale thrown by 103.1 The Buzz.


Other bands playing live are Paramore, Coheed & Cambria, The Used, Rise Against, Skinny Puppies, Papa Roach, The Almost, Sum 41, Saosin, and many more.


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JUST A LITTLE REMINDER TO ALL, "NEW YORK SCUM" by TMV IS UP IN MY VIDEO SECTION NOW!!!!!!

Much Love,
Chantal

I was just thinking about fashion and where I want to take my personal style for my 20s and it made me think about the first iconic pieces I ever purchsed. 
I'll never forget the first piece of high fashion to enter my collection, it was a pair of square framed purple Prada sunglasses.  I saw Jay Gordon, lead singer of Orgy, wearing them at a concert they did in L.A. and fell in love (with the sunglasses not Frankenstein!).  From that day forth I swore that I would always purchase at least one iconic item a year if not more.  The next year I bought two more Prada sunglasses, a pair of aviators and some black wide rimmed shades.  Following my Prada obsession came my Dior Jackie-O inspired creme colored oversized shades.  They were my most prized possession!  I lived for those sunglasses when I was 17, they were the high light of my outfit.  Then came my first purse, it was a rabbit Coach bag with silver metallic detailing.  That bag was so chic to me, I didn't even think of myself as worthy enough to carry such a beautiful item.  I begged my mom at Macy's for 30 minutes before she agreed to purchase the bag as my Christmas gift, it was the only thing I got for Christmas that year.  My mother was so angry that I would even want something so ridiculously expensive.  You see, my mom is a total minimalist, when it comes to fashion and accessories.  She's been wearing the same nautical inspired shirt since the 80s, luckily for her nautical wear has come back in style!  Even my brother thought and probably still thinks I'm absurd for "wasting" my money on such "nonsense".
Clearly I'm addicted to accessories, from sunglasses to purses and now to shoes.  I found myself lost inside a Bloomingdale's when I came across my first pair of wedge Michael Kors heels, they were sitting on a display table next to a pair of solid black MK heels that had the most amazing back criss-cross strap.  I walked away from that store with both pairs of shoes that day and about $600 in debt!  I took out my first credit card to get those shoes...........I've since paid them off!  
Now, the end of 2007 is approaching and I'm torn between so many pieces.  I definetley never go for trend pieces when I buy iconic items.  They are always something I know will stand the test of time.  From Prada to Michael Kors I've managed to keep my items simple in appearance, not in cost.  Now the time has come, I'm looking forward to searching for the perfect Balenciaga piece, Valentino, YSL, Chanel, Alexander McQueen, this list can go on forever!  I just know that no matter who the designer may be, when I find that piece it will hit me and most likely haunt my dreams until it is safely placed on my self. 

Ok, so yesterday I attended CFC's RAGE IN A CAGE!  I got to see a lot of great fights in really good seats thanks to my twin, Mario!  Everything was all swell, until SHAQ from the Miami Heat showed up!  First this dude, is in the middle of a divorce, he needs to keep his ass home.  Secondly he shows up and everyone is trying to get pictures with him and they have to delay the next fight in order to get everyone away from him.  Anyways, me being super nosey and so close to big baby I decided to see what was up.

Shaq rolls in with like 4 other dudes and they sit him next to the biggest pieces of redneck white trash ever!  All I have to say is, I don't even think Shaq new where he was, he seemed totally uninterested in everyone and everything and was busy texting on the telly!  LIKE WTF???  He made a complete freak show out of this event that normally would have been bad ass! 

Like the old saying says, don't let Shaq ruin your good time!  My twin Mario, me, our good friend Jay, and some chick that was Jay's date had a damn good time yelling and screaming.  Personally, I think there was a really great moral story to this event and that is:  Just because you might encounter someone bigger or better than you it doesn't make you less of a person and sometimes you have to stand up for yourself even if it is in an Octogon in front of a couple of hundred strangers.


I'm still soooo spastic!!!  EH! 

So, something happened to me last night that really made me feel uncomfortable/disturbed. 

I went on break at work with some co-workers and since my options are limited we ended up at Burger King (they have a soy burger jerks).  This old crazy ass dude behind the counter wouldn't stop starring at me and then when it is my turn he tells me that he can't serve me because "I'm a DEVIL CHILD".  He keeps repeating "Devil Child".  Like, I tried to play it off and laugh and tell him that I'm a good Christian (we all know that's a lie) but he wouldn't stop.  I mean he ended up taking my order and serving me, but he kept up with the whole "Devil Child" shit.  Like if he just said it once I probably wouldn't have given a fuck but to repeat it and say it loud enough to where everyone can hear you, that's disrespectful and completely out of line.  I mean, I didn't even want to go back to the counter to ask for Honey Mustard because I knew he'd fucking give me the crazy eye.  Then when I went to go leave he came out from behind the counter and followed us through the door, he didn't follow us to our car, he just stood at the door. 

I haven't felt this uncomfortable since like Junior High when I first got boobs and didn't want anyone to know.  I don't know if I'm overreacting or if this guy was truly out of line.  Nowadays you can't be too sure of anyone and I seriously put my guard up the second he started starring at me because I knew something wasn't right.  AND NO I WASN'T A SMART ASS OR A BITCH!  Although I probably should have told him that I may be a "Devil Child" but atleast I'm not a fucking crack head!

This really upset me and has just confirmed why I am the way I am.  I mean I don't have piercings, I wasn't wearing eye makeup, I was wearing jeans, a shirt, and a hoodie completely zipped up so none of my tattoos were showing.  I'm generally a nice, normal person!  I'm not going to eat your children or place a curse on you.  I can understand if I walked in with a Marilyn Manson shirt, because people are stupid and think he's the anti-christ but I was wearing black jeans and a light purple hoodie.   I don't know man, but I'll tell you one thing, I will never eat at Burger King ever again and I will most likely never attend a church that spawns fucking Jesus freaks, because everyone's a sinner whether you want to believe it or not! So if being a normal person makes me a"Devil Child" then I guess I'll be driving the fucking train down to hell and you all can fight for shotgun!