so let’s begin
let’s just get Vegas and Magic out of the way….

Delta First Class ain’t what it used to be smh

got there and as soon as I landed it was on…

pre-game…

I’m the king of room service! no lie

photobomb my wife’s pic….

so I walk downstairs to meet up with my team and head to my NEFF X BB event at XS


the homies Q Worldstar and Pusha T joined me in the celebration
it was the first party of the week and or the first GOOD and BIG party of the week…. everyone showed up and shit was crazy… kinda weird to be at a different table then my Diamond Life fam, but this is something I gotta do obviously… I got to link up with the BBC/Ice Cream cats which was cool and my En Noir fam was there…

along with Chad from the Neptunes

diplo was the DJ and if you don’t really know who diplo is, then do some research, not only is he a real official DJ, his production and list of hits and grammy’s are NO joke




he really held shit down and the place was stupid packed….

the homey Machine Gun Kelly showed up to rep

special made watch box/sleeves!

Million Millions in the ceiling!!!

I actually did pretty good that night, I think we got back to the room around 3am which wasn’t shit…
thank you Tal and Shaun and of course Jesse Waits (owner of XS who always holds me down)

Day 1 magic show

day 1 fit: Diamond x IBN crewneck, Diamond x IBN pocket tee(never for sale), DOPE couture socks, Hermes Large Constance belt, KR3W k-skinny chinos, Crooks & Castles x Mosley Tribes Costelano shades and Nike Air Yeezy II’s.

before I got to magic, it was essential that I order breakfast via room service.

the first day of magic was more like a shit show…
so I guess my popularity has grown, obviously with social media too… I think I took at least 400 pictures with fans and stuff and that is by far the most I have ever taken ever in any place, not just magic… jesus, makes me think though, what if Jonas was still around? fuck
the show is back light weight though… seriously, a little better organized and the economy is back and people are spending money so it wasn’t as dead as it’s been in the last 3 years.

yup… 1 of the main reasons why I was there

doin some press for Complex Mag with Mr Springbreaker Riff Raff

linked up with a lotta cats that day… seen my boy Big Sean and chopped it up for a min about chains and money, what else is new?
oh yeah, some low life piece of shit stole my iphone from the diamond supply booth while I was taking pics with a fan. smh… I just had a drop from Big Sean on there and a few other things…. thank god for icloud because it updated the pics via photostream real quick!

I offered a $2,000 reward and then a $5,000 reward to anyone who brought back the phone to the booth no questions asked, but nobody showed up, obviously. someone was in for the beat down of their life for sure… we had a crew of ugly’s waiting for the idiot…

fuck the actual phone, it was just the hassle and things and losing some other stuff I couldn’t have backed up that fast… so I shot to the mall and apple store and copped a new 64gb oh well fuck it.

got to the room and guess what? you already know, Room Service again

I took a 2 hour nap because I knew it was gonna be stupid at Hyde Bellagio for the Crooks party with Pusha T performing

it was live as fuck in there too… it’s just so much of a smaller club

my boy Nick Diamond got it in. his foolish ass ordered a $20,000 boat at 2am lol. smh

linked up with my fam Bun B and my homey Karrueche

we stayed until they kicked us out at 4am. smh
I was so fucking tired again…. got back to my room and ordered room service like a beast

magic day 2, vegas day 3
now I’m raggedy as fuck and waking up at like 10am when I haven’t woke up past 6am in many months due to London… I missed him so much and Nic had to head back to LA…. my head was hurtin and body was aching like fuck! so you know what I had to do… order room service to get my day started right lol

got to the show to do a few interviews…

that’s one for Karmaloop TV I did at the Neff Booth

did another interview for the Source

caught up with my boy Juelz….
crazy 10 minutes after I ran into Jim Jones as I was leaving and had to chop it up real quick…. I missed Camron’s show at the L-R-G party the night before and linking up with all 3 of DIPSET would have been legendary

some cat papparazzi’d us while we were talking…. shout out to my little homey Tyga who I’ve known since way before he was mr rack city….

shout out to my boy Gerry who is actually a very heavy sneakerhead and also the newest member of Worldstar, but definitely not a lightweight to the game…

left the show though…. was beat up

you know I’m a lover of the arts… and my telly had a $35,000,000 Jeff Koons Tulips displayed there

got back to the telly and my ass passed out for real.
I was gonna do room service, but Q was like naw fuck that… let’s eat something good, so I went to one of my regular joints that I always do: RED 8 in the wynn which is seriously my go to spot. fucking love that salt and pepper chilean sea bass!

after that, we headed to go see the show, Jersey Boys which was really fucking good and then we headed back over to Hyde Bellagio. 1. I had zero desire to go out so my mood was real rude. I was in a shitty mood actually…. there was people trying to talk to me and I just wasn’t for the small talk, in fact, I hate small talk when I’m in a good mood. I got into real bad with some waitress who was fan bumming me out heavy and even tried to have Q tell the bird to leave me alone… finally the manager came by to talk to her and she lied to him and told him that we proposed oral sex for money. lol. he looked at her and said, if they disrespected you like that, why would you stay at their table? exactly bitch. you were drunk as fuck and wouldn’t shut the fuck up!!!!!

I smoked a fat joint and passed out kinda early and woke up feeling sick as shit… stayed in my room and didn’t even think about the last day of magic.
it was Las Vegas 4 and Ben Baller 0
they got the best of me for sure….

I used to do Magic and look forward to it… it was like a 8 hour red carpet event for me and Jonas and it was just a lot of fun… it’ll never be that again, but it was pretty good this time. thank god for car service too! and that first class flight back home. shit I was so sick I was pretty much laid out in the second bedroom so I didn’t get my son or wife sick for a week

so I woke up Friday kinda late around 10:20am, layed in bed and didn’t wanna hear it from anyone. My mom took me out prior and we ate korean bbq of course…. got to get my ice cream cake on

I like how my mom put ? as my age… smh
so I don’t like celebrating my birthday, I’ve had some epic parties, but I’ve had more chill nights with a dinner with fam and friends… ever since Jonas had passed, shit just feels different. period. but 39 isn’t anything to celebrate, so maybe for my 40th, I’ll go HAMburger! I’m so damn blessed that everyday I get a gift from someone or get new shit or get things that others couldn’t get in 10 birthdays and 10 christmas’s put together, so I have to try to humble myself and not trip too tough. I think others trip on celebrating my birthday more than I do.

Nic took me to the newly remodeled Hotel Bel Air which is really up my alley on some kick it snobby food type shit… bar is really really fly on some grown up shit. no fuck boys around, no clowns, no wanderers either. ambience on ultra grown swag. and the food is great too of course

after that, mashed in the R8 thru beverly hills and stopped by Crooks to pick up a gift, then went back home to get right back on twitter and show love to everyone who been showing love….. went and got a massage and manicure/pedicure (pimps do it, fuck you…. lol hygiene is a must! keep the cuticles suitable, don’t hate me cuz I’m beautiful!)

after that, had a reservation to hit up the Polo Lounge which is kinda a spot me and Nic hit up often and on our birthdays but I just didn’t 1. feel like dressing up and 2. didn’t feel like I wanted to eat there…. I wanted some down south fried fish and shit. I didn’t feel like driving to the hood, didn’t feel like going to boiling crab (don’t sleep on their fried catfish) so I just went down thru my 2nd old hood through the “fields” and went to penguins

this was Nic’s first time eating soul food style fried fish and hush puppies and all that lol…. shit was great! she loved it along with the fried jumbo shrimps

then we headed over to the grove to watch “The Grey” with Liam Neeson which is a different type movie from anything I’ve seen…. I didn’t love it, I didn’t hate it and I was entertained. I won’t say much else except that, damn, I rarely see un-happy endings in an american movie, but damn, that shit was damn lol…. just know, cold weather, fucked up conditions and airplane crashes and BIG ASS WOLVES!

I was so tired from doing nothing all day, the moment I got home, I fell asleep
BUT
I did get a few small things for my birthday

shout out to Nick and my diamond life fam! my diamond sock swag is now impeccable…. I remember reading tips on going on first dates…. and I never listened to any of that shit because back when I was single, I never had a problem lol. but it did say “NEVER WEAR WHITE SOCKS ON A FIRST DATE” and up til maybe a couple years ago, I never even thought of wearing anything but white socks smh…. but colored and argyle socks are the shit!
ha!

you see? little shit like this is what I like to get! thank you!
also a full size gold Hermes belt is nice too lol

woke up Saturday and didn’t feel like doing shit, but I had a free comped 1400 square foot suite at the Intercontinental due to a little discrepancy from new years eve… BUT DAMN! the intercontinental must have put notes all over the hotel because they took care of us on a whole different level! took care of our accommodations and all our room service (we ordered a shit load!) and gave us a LOT of sweets and a bottle of champagne.

I didn’t pack shit except my ipad and toiletry bag and my swag HUSTLE Hall of Fame snapback… Nic on the other hand? smh lol no more room in her bag(s) so I had to carry her extra pair of shoes (it was only a 24 hour stay)

me and Nic checked in early because we decided to have a party and get together with some old friends and my mother in law cooked and others brought food and cake and cupcakes and all kinds of shit! we had bottles of wine and sangria on tap, so shit became a 13 hour party!

love. thank you K.B.

no matter how many times I see this view, I can NEVER get tired of it…. it was 80 degrees out and so beautiful. I didn’t know what to say, to my memory, I have never had a birthday weekend with weather this great. ever! I could see all the way to the beach and even catalina island…. I always said I love a city view over an ocean view, but when you have both? #winning

and we had 4 rooms, again, 5 different balcony’s with sweeping panoramic views of the westside and 2 bathrooms and a huge bedroom….. each room was used to the max lol

these are the before pics….. lol
btw, NOTHING can fuck with apple juice and hennessy!

so after a while, I left the hotel and me and my brother in law headed over to the mall to get some yogurtland and do some lightweight shopping…. and Nic hosted the party with our guests while everyone drank and ate and chilled and enjoyed the view and good company

we came back and ate, ate and ate… I think Room service was ordered 3 times maybe 4 and man we got a lot of food and damn that shit was good! I know some of you are thinking why the intercontinental? because it’s not so obvious and I hate being around fuckery

we all watched the sunset and it was one of the nicest I’ve seen

most of everyone left except some of Nic’s family and so we just chilled and watched the bullshit ass lakers game. smh…. and then we ordered some more room service while sipping lemonade and goose and henny apple juice cocktails. then we had some friends come back over and just caught up and talked shit and drank and smoked and maxed out some more….

it was a long ass day and I was so stuffed that today I am starting my beast mode serious super strict diet for at least a month. In fact I’m going to get some acupuncture done to get the toxins out and my nerves right… make sure all my meridians are flowing properly

we went to bed around 2am and I ordered the movie “Drive” with ryan gosling and let me say this…. that movie was hot trash. that shit was all the way corny as fuck. man, remember I got my degree in film/cinematography and that was NOT film noir! I didn’t even like the driving scenes. wtf? silent weird ass movie. fuck that movie!

but then again…. I was so tipsy off that yack that maybe it made it worse? all I know is that I woke up with a pounding headache and severely dehydrated! shit I spent an hour cleaning up after drinking half a gallon of water and said to myself, wtf? maybe we did have a rager?

this was after major cleaning up! smh

I called housekeeping and then I immediately called room service for some breakfast and we laid in bed until around 1pm

eggs benny, yogurt parfait and freshly squeezed OJ and I was almost back to life

we had a late 4pm checkout compliments of the hotel, so we had time to chill… I handled as much biz as I could online because our store is closed today and tomorrow for restocking and it’s the only month out of the year where we are closed both the last monday AND tuesday of the month…..

so I dropped Nic off at the trap and headed straight to my store….
WE GOT SOME SHIT!
y’all ready?
yeah buddy….. my boy Q ordered 6 new chains for his staff at WorldStar Hip-Hop
4 for guys and 2 for girls…..






those are the medium sized joints we made for his WSHH soldiers
2 yellow gold & 2 white gold, solid! lasered up and nice solid francos

2 yellow gold chains for the ladies….

now Q got the whole gang chains! that’s a BOSS/CEO for you!

another client of ours, seen how we did the gangster converse blue chucks with the Six Deuce fitted cap… then how we flipped the yankees fitted with the classic shelltoes… so he wanted his own crazy set up and DAMN!
DAMN

DAMN!

you know I’m not a fan of Jordans or Nikes….
but I’m a fan of our work!

and we gets busy! we get down!

BLACK & WHITE DIAMOND JORDAN XI CONCORDS WITH AN LA FITTED!
so crazy clean! we even got it down to the soles! laser sharp!
over 50 carats total and solid gold! excuse some of the pics for all the jewelry, some things might look crooked but I assure you it was my shakey ass hungover hands. smh

as for the sale? we had about 40 cuban link chains when the sale started… we have about 9 left now. we have a few jesus pieces left and I know my boys have had a hard time answering all the emails, so hang tight and they will get answered! the sale is still on for another 2 weeks

speaking of which

this was a one of one 18k rose gold baby jesus piece with VS white diamonds on the crown/thorns and eyes and teardrops….. then super clear VS cognac diamonds everywhere else… very clean! we put this on a 14k rose gold bead chain

we bought a legendary down south chain off our boy JimmyBoi and this thing has thousands of blue diamonds…. and represents a certain kind of pill that makes you happy….


the overall work on this is ok, but we touched it up, replaced a lot of diamonds and dipped it all in black rhodium and now it’s super clean, ready for sale

we have more jewelry in the works now, stuff you’ve seen before and some different variations of things and some all brand new shit! stay tuned. I’m back! and it’s gonna be a great year! I’m filming today with my boy Pusha T so I’m hyped for today…. I will be running crazy as of right now until mid march so catch me if you can

p.s. daily game and ramble: If someone asks you if your girl has a sister, what he’s really trying to say is he wants to get at your girl in a nice way.
“love uses a telescope and envy uses a microscope.”

btw, some of you simple motherfuckers need to learn how to drive stick, why? because you’re driving too reckless in an automatic and then slamming on your brakes because you don’t know how to slow down gradually….. those who know how to drive manual, know how to downshift and let the transmission slow you down so you don’t wear your brakes down…. that metaphor works both ways, so to the dipshits… that wasn’t an actual car reference….

lastly, people need to learn how to differentiate between what holding a grudge is and what not fucking with someone anymore is. basically being a bitch and not speaking up because you’re scared to, so you throw subliminal messages, ignore calls or texts claiming to be busy but have time to update your facebook status or twitter pretty much acting like a hoe until the awkwardness is so thick, there is nothing left but confrontation, um that’s holding a grudge and that’s bitch shit. and then there is closing a chapter in a book and putting that shit back on a shelf you will never visit again with or without giving an explanation, but no subliminals are thrown, cut that person and their pipeline out completely. sometimes there is no gray area. not everything is meant to be, everything DOESN’T happen for a reason (that one dumb ass “saying” has a shit load of people searching for answers that they will never find!) people fall apart, why? who knows, while you waste your time and years of your short life trying to figure it out, you are missing out on other shit. now don’t get me wrong, there are things worth fighting for and trying to figure out, but when you got people who are just bad in general all the time, you don’t need to fuck with them. #commonsense! the ones who are pretty much opportunists and social climbers? get those fuckers outta here! I been around this entertainment game a long time…. I’m almost never amazed… If I’m not fuckin with someone after a few years, shit is not a grudge. period
you don’t get 3 lives like some video game, shit is real life. wake the fuck up! you don’t always get 2nd chances…. nobody needs to get over shit, you don’t have to say nice things to those people, fuck em, keep it moving and go on a bullshit cleanse if you need to. It doesn’t matter if there was 20 years of friendship…. the last 7 might have been worthless ones and all you’re doing is adding more bullshit years to say you guys have “history”….. I’m sure most of you may felt the same way at some point in your life about someone.

I said this a long time ago. I may be an asshole sometimes, BUT I am a good person and I know the difference between right and wrong. Being real and maybe a little brash, doesn’t mean you’re bad or even being a little mean doesn’t mean you’re negative. Nice does NOT mean good. I know so many nice people who are the fakest biggest piece of shits in life. Being nice is the last trait I look for in a person. real talk.

NEVER LET ANY OF YOUR FRIENDS talk you into doing something bad and even more importantly, never let them talk you into doing something good either. be your own person. when you get to grown man status, you don’t need to wait a while or think about things longer than you did as a teen or in your 20′s, you know what the fuck you want. anyone who’s grown and is wishy washy about making a decision is either an idiot or bullshitting you. just try to do better. be better today then you were yesterday, be better this week than you were last week and continue!

did any of that shit make sense? I hope not lol….. just me rambling and I hope you don’t think I’m crazy because I am.

p.s. girl, girl, guy = cool…. guy, guy, girl = gay

“A wealthy slut has an original hermes bag, a poor slut has a fake one. that’s the only difference” (saw this in a filipino movie I watched last week lol)

ok enough rambling!
peace y’all. get your grind on!