Cute, athletic, sexy, tank-girl, diva!
Flaming blur on a bike. Intimidating
poise. She can be sweet like a cupcake
then cast a withering look that'll
bring you to your knees. You love it.
did you ever go to a buffet table and not know
what to pick because everything looked so
damned good? then you tried a little bit of
everything, and it turned out to be even
better? thats the kind of flava that dori's got;
style, class, and enough sass to make you run
home to mama. no one lives to dance more
than she, a roxtar in her own right.
Dori is like the big sister I never
had. I met her my first week in NYC
YEARS ago and she's been a dancing
buddy and a really, really super
friend. I can't believe it's been so
long!
Dori is very hip, and I mean it, even
though the word is considered dirty by
those who are hip. She makes great
jewelry, and has iv firewire ports like
in that Cronenberg movie, which I
thought was better than Matrix. She has
the coolest flame tattoos on her arm.
A vivid memory of Dori (circa 1991): On
a crowded dancefloor of a small club in
Athens, GA, strobelights flicker and
the smoke machines go into overdrive as
the first strains of "Dominator" by
Human Resource rifle through the
speakers. (Hey, it was cool at the
time, right? right?) Dori turns to me
and says, "THIS SONG MAKES ME FEEL LIKE
I'M..." Well, decency prohibits me from
finishing the quote, but you can fill
in the blank yourself. Dori is a Fierce
Rulin' Diva if there ever was one.
Dori invented the blog, I'm pretty
sure. A decade ago we met...before the
internet had a graphical interface and
before vrave became 'kewl'. One of the
things that blew me away about her from
the very beginning was her ability to
project her beauty and complexity
clearly and fearlessly through this
digital medium - WYSIWYG - nothing
manufactured - this woman is for REAL,
and to know her is to keep her, I know
I will.
Flaming blur on a bike. Intimidating
poise. She can be sweet like a cupcake
then cast a withering look that'll
bring you to your knees. You love it.
what to pick because everything looked so
damned good? then you tried a little bit of
everything, and it turned out to be even
better? thats the kind of flava that dori's got;
style, class, and enough sass to make you run
home to mama. no one lives to dance more
than she, a roxtar in her own right.
had. I met her my first week in NYC
YEARS ago and she's been a dancing
buddy and a really, really super
friend. I can't believe it's been so
long!
though the word is considered dirty by
those who are hip. She makes great
jewelry, and has iv firewire ports like
in that Cronenberg movie, which I
thought was better than Matrix. She has
the coolest flame tattoos on her arm.
beautiful woman. And when we are together
she's my Butsy and i'm her Beavette. tee
hee.
a crowded dancefloor of a small club in
Athens, GA, strobelights flicker and
the smoke machines go into overdrive as
the first strains of "Dominator" by
Human Resource rifle through the
speakers. (Hey, it was cool at the
time, right? right?) Dori turns to me
and says, "THIS SONG MAKES ME FEEL LIKE
I'M..." Well, decency prohibits me from
finishing the quote, but you can fill
in the blank yourself. Dori is a Fierce
Rulin' Diva if there ever was one.
sure. A decade ago we met...before the
internet had a graphical interface and
before vrave became 'kewl'. One of the
things that blew me away about her from
the very beginning was her ability to
project her beauty and complexity
clearly and fearlessly through this
digital medium - WYSIWYG - nothing
manufactured - this woman is for REAL,
and to know her is to keep her, I know
I will.
friendster. She knows everyone and is
equally feted by all. And she's a good
time at a Depeche Mode concert.