Finally! (Introducing @DJJOOCE, @DJMAKEM & @mensathedj)

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My WordPress account is back up and running. The constant technical glitches threw a wrench in my countdown plans so this isn’t a “countdown” post but a super-quick introduction to the remaining 3 DJs scheduled to take the state at the Red Bull Thre3Style Regional Qualifier: Toronto THIS Thursday (Sept. 26th).  I won’t leave any man behind. HERE WE GO!





An industry veteran, DJ MAKEM has rocked crowds from coast to coast. For years MAKEM has displayed his innovative, original, party-rocking skills shutting down parties and leaving crowds wanting more. His style of versatility and originality keeps him in popular demand- it’s no wonder world renowned artists such as A-Trak, Skratch Bastid, and Neil Armstrong have shared the stage with him!!  Check out his HOMECOMING MIX below:



From the smallest of lounges to thousands in attendance, Mensa has brought parties to life across Canada, the US, and his native Philippines. Smooth mixing paired with a turntablist’s sensibility make his sound hard to duplicate, and has quickly made him one of Toronto’s favorite DJ’s. At every party, Mensa makes it a personal affair, creating on-the-spot mixes tailored to the vibe of every occasion.

Check out my current favourite mix he’s put out called “Light Work.” I’m pretty sure my future offspring will be conceived to this mix. “LIGHT WORK”:

Neither Makem or Mensa are strangers to the Thre3style competition, both are previous title holders of the Toronto qualifiers so this will be an exciting night all around.  Will it go to a previous winner or will a brand-new Tdot king be crowned?

Only one way to find out!  I have your “free before 10pm” passes for this Thursday so do not hesitate to shoot me a message to to grab one. Or you can buy your tickets here:

More info on all three DJs can be found at their respective sites:




Toronto Qualifier


DAY 26 – D.J.’s Get No Credit

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…and Red Bull Thre3style gon’ change all of that. #fact

As into music as I am, I was not as well-versed on the DJ scene as I’d like to be. This changed IMMEDIATELY upon hearing that Red Bull Thre3style is bringing the world finals to Toronto. Ya, y’heard me! Every single qualifying DJ from around the world is going to descend upon MY hometown in November to spin, scratch and leave their sweat onstage with the most diverse sets you’ll ever hear in one spot.

Four Color Zack takes the 2012 Red Bull Thre3Style Championship Title

Four Color Zack takes the 2012 Red Bull Thre3Style Championship Title at Metro Chicago

Whatchu know about Four Color Zack (@Fourcolorzack)?

Four Color Zack is the current Red Bull Thre3style title holder and for every good cotdamn reason. Also, a super nice dude! I implore y’all get your lives with FCZ’s winning set below.

*single blink* 

O………….K! Stevie? The Rocky Theme? Rihanna? The Ramones? 50 Cent? Bruce Springsteen? A-ha?! What the actual f*ck just happened in 15 minutes?! (Watch his set here!)

I could copy and paste every write-up I’ve read on FCZ and why I think he’s sickening as f*ck but I’m pretty sure your non-stop moving bampsy while listening to this is all you’ll ever need to know (please note: I’m listening to him as I write this post).


How dope is this?!! AAAAAH! I can’t tell you how excited I am for this competition. It’s like the gods read my diary and created an entire competition based on the things I find sexiest: music & men (not that this competition is closed to women, SHOUTOUT TO DJ RAYRAY <3, but let’s be serious about MY needs). Every single day until the Toronto qualifiers (Sept. 26th), I’ll be counting down all my favourite things about Thre3style focusing on past winners, the 8 qualifying Toronto DJs (D-SMOOTHINTRINITYJOOCEKID MKM-ROCKMAKEMMENSAWHATIF) and mixes from the known-to-the-unknown DJs who’ve all been part of taking this competition to a global soundstage.

SB DISCLAIMER: Everyone has a Red Bull opinion, I hear it on the daily.  Please trust me when I say, I’m not here for it. If you’re thinking of providing your negative two cents, I’d think twice about leaving it here. I’m surrounding myself with good & positive vibes and no one can deny the Shaquille O’Neal-sized cultural footprints this company is leaving behind.  Red Bull Thre3style is simply another amazing example of this.

Let me know what you think of FCZ’s set!  Make sure you RSVP to the Ontario regional qualifiers this month (Facebook links below):

Red Bull Thre3style Regional Qualifier: Ottawa – September 21
Red Bull Thre3style Regional Qualifier: Toronto – September 26

To follow Four Color Zack, here are the links you need:

Toronto Qualifier

Good Morning!

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The Morning Show

Catch me and all my Single Blink-Realness on Global’s The Morning Show THIS Friday, November 23rd between 8:15-8:30am (date and time is subject to change but I’ll keep you posted if it does). I’ll be chatting about my blog and giving my list of “DON’Ts” in order to have a successful online dating profile.

I’m nervous as heck and have no idea if my patented *single blink* will translate through the airwaves if I’m asked to demonstrate. I’m so honoured for this invitation because this blog is something I’m really proud of, and all of this before Single Blink is even a year old.


Trapped In The Closet


About The Cheeto Girls

Put down those Fritos, drop the Doritos, open our bag & say cheese.
Back in 2002, in the wake of her devastating breakup with Justin Timberlake, a clinically depressed Britney Spears battled a brutal addiction to crushed amphetamines mixed with white cheddar popcorn seasoning, sprinkled on top of vodka-soaked Cheeto Crunchits. One fateful night, following the Toronto premiere of her movie Crossroads, an inebriated Spears was coerced into having a three-way with Weird Al Yankovic and Chester Cheetah. Nine months later, Britney gave birth to triplet daughters. Neither Mr. Yankovic nor Mr. Cheetah would submit to a paternity test, and on the advice of her handlers Spears made the heartbreaking decision to put the girls up for adoption. They were never seen again. 
Until now. 
Mixing saucy dance moves with sassy lyrics (not to mention outfits that put the “attire” in satire), The Cheeto Girls have a varitable cheese platter of Kraft Singles that parody everyone from their mother (Britney Jean Spears) to Beyoncé, Lady Gaga and the Pussycat Dolls! To book a Cheeto Girls performance, email!
Get to know The Cheeto Girls and Heidi Brander!
And follow me on the Twitter: @Bettykiss 

Me And My Brand New Haircut!

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Summah-summah-summah-tiiiiime! Yes, it’s Summer therefore I was required by the powers that be to do something different with my hair. I feel the urge to make a change every six months or so. This summer I’m going for short and sassy. The inspiration for this cut came from (of all people) an old photo of Ms. Kelly Osbourne and I think my stylist achieved it.

In honour of the new ‘do, I’ve asked Create-a-topia to redesign my banner image so here is the official image:

Whaddya think? Well, it doesn’t matter ‘cuz I absolutely love it and it actually makes me strut.  So cheers to the hot weather once Mama Nature makes up her mind and I’ll see y’all on the streets.  You’ll know me because I’ll be blinking in singles.

My Heartbeat…My Heartbeat…

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You may not know that I’m not complaining about my single life and blinking my way through it 24/7.  No, no. I’m also a stylist (Bettykiss Style Inc. – BE WARNED: music will begin as soon as you check out my site so volume should be turned down) and I’ve been working on a collection for the last little while.  ALL of that hard work has paid off like you would NOT believe and the show is tonight.

It’s called VESSEL and it’s an homage to the human heart. The creative masterminds behind this are Breeyn McCarney (designer, genius, maker of great punch) & Irena Komadinic (artist, painter, entirely too humble).  They have put together a collection that will simultaneously stop, then revive you so you don’t miss another second.

Liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike, look at this photo below – YOU CANNOT MISS TUNING INTO THIS SHOW!

Model, Nicole Creed (Sutherland), in a piece from the VESSEL Collection by Breeyn McCarney & Irena Komadinic. Photo: Sylvia Pereira

Connect to the live feed and share the link at 8PM EST tonight to watch the show:

This opportunity has been the biggest of my life and I’m SO proud I was asked to join this team. If you do tune in, you can join the conversation via Twitter by hashtagging #vessel12 in every tweet.

WHAT: VESSEL: A collection by Breeyn McCarney & Irena Komdinic
WHEN: TODAY (Tuesday, May 29, 2012)

I’d like thank ALL of the  volunteers and sponsors with a special shoutout to: Shavonne, Jono, Marcus, Sylvia, Carrie, Kristian, Pamela, Katie Marie, Brittany, Natalie #1, Natalie #2, Steve, Chanel, Iftin, Dawn & Bryanna.

No single blinks today, y’all…my eyes are wide open and fully focused.

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AND MOST IMPORTANTLY, follow me on Twitter: @bettykiss

* GUEST POST* Inflate My Ego Gently, Tell Them Heaven Sent Me

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Hey everyone – Jeff  wrote a little sumthin’ I wanted to share with you because he’s summed up this social media takeover quite eloquently. Get your morning/afternoon/evening hot bevvy, sit back and let me know what you think. 

We live in a world of apps, texts, blogs, profiles of every possible layout and every kind of social interaction – sans the messy going out and meeting someone face to face – possible and in this sordid game of give and take, there are two basic roles that humans have been filling since the beginning of civilization. As if a shadow of simpler times, we get our fix in secret but publically for all eyes to see. We click, link and share with each other like loose teens at an unchaperoned birthday party. Online, we service one another with jokes, stories, tips, and quips, but never seem to understand our true roles in the diverse and open world of the interweb. Out here, in the open air and shady chat rooms, we are either “Attention Whores” or “Attention Johns”. And as such, it’s very important to know which one you are and what your responsibility is. It can be a very dangerous game to defile the sacred lines of the Whore/John interaction. I jest, but even so, I will try and give you a little insight into the world we find ourselves in.

The 1960s brought us many things. For one, blacks were fighting for their rights and freedoms in the good old U.S. of A., the British Invasion was being led by 4 young men with style to kill and women were introduced to a little friend known as “The Pill.” Even with those things, there were a few smarty-pants brainers who were working on something that would change the future and they knew it. By the 90s, their little invention would be introduced to offices, schools and homes and would allow everyone to send information faster than ever! Also, they used it to pass pictures of naked ladies to their friends, but that’s beyond the point. What was introduced in the Internet was a way that we could get closer to the people in and out of our lives in a way that had never before been seen in any period of human civilization. For the first time (by the 2000s) you could know what the guy or girl across the street was doing for breakfast without even calling them for a “how do you do.” But with that came a way for us to create new personas. We could be anyone, and we liked that. The power we possessed, it was… We could say ANYTHING and people would listen simply because it was there for all to see. We were the creators of our own media, whores to our audience. And as any good whore knows, you need a customer ‘cuz solo work isn’t putting food on the table. And with that we turned our friends and families and anyone who would hear our monologues strummed from the strings of our brain harps into our Johns. Because if they were buying, well baby, we were selling. And so began our transaction.

Now it’s important to be aware of who we are in this game of loved and lovers. We play very important parts in making our egocentric lifestyles function. You see “we” (the attention whores) really are nothing if “you” (the attention Johns) don’t want to read/hear what we have to say/do. We have no reason for being. And don’t believe the crack about “I only do this for me, but if you want to read it you can but I don’t give a crap, it’s just for me”. My fellow Att-Whores, I ask you, really??? Let’s not lie to ourselves. Somewhere in our past we lost our voice. It was taken, oppressed, suppressed, violated or simply not smart enough to articulate our overactive imaginations or express our need for the use of pretentious dialogue like an episode of Dawson’s Creek. But we have reclaimed our power and are grabbing this brave new world by its perked nips and simply not letting go. And for that reason, we love it. The satisfaction of speaking at (because let’s be honest, we aren’t speaking “to” anyone but ourselves) our audience and knowing that they are eating up every word we say is, well……arousing, is it not? Verbal masturbation has us waking up with words in our mouths ready to spit at the world every day with the hopes that someone will want to be the receiving end of our pre-prepared drivel. But like bad food in a sick stomach, it’s so damn satisfying when we finally get it out. We love the experience of knowing that everyone in our world can speak, but we’ve been self-appointed with the task of being much more than a voice. We are the new scribes of our generation and in 100 years; the internet will be littered with the faint echoes of our voices as we express our views on our culture and time. We are writing the books of the bible on the 90s and 2000s in a way that Jesus himself would have ordained his followers to do about their accounts with him had they the ability. I can see it now “OOOOOH SHIT, MY BOY JUST TURNED THIS MUTHAF***IN PARTY UP WITH THAT WATER INTO WINE SHIT. WORLD STAR BABY!!!”

Lest we forget about the other end of this equation, our beloved Johns aka You, the reader. You spend your day busy, working, living your lives and usually not as reflective as the Att-whores you seek out once you’re in the comfort of your laptop and favourite sitting space. You wait, day by day for us to drop our knowledge, like a student waits for a good teacher’s word. We hold you at desperate attention for as long as it takes, patient, knowing that the next thing we post could be the one to change your life. And we don’t fail to tickle your fancy, do w? You love us. We rub you in just the right way. The conversation you share with your more simple-minded family and friends during your average urban/suburban day just doesn’t equate to the lusty dialogue of a great bloggers comedic ranting about how sad it is that “Justin Bieber and Selina Gomez just had their first fight” or how “Dating in the dark can be an interesting way to meet the man of your dreams.” We teach you about life because we live it, experience it and weight it out for you. We are the first line, the researcher, and the hunters. And after we’ve learned it all, we give you the ol’ “wax on, wax off” styled rundown of the way we see things. You admire our boldness and our ability to say out loud what you’ve been thinking for so long. We represent your secret passion to be heard, to have an opinion worth sharing, or simply being able to captivate someone with a story about burning a pot of jasmine rice. We give you the latest fashion, the coolest trends and link you to music you otherwise wouldn’t hear over your top 40 radio stations. But don’t get it twisted; we are not kings or queens. We were once Johns ourselves at a point. We just took the transaction to the next step. Instead of buying, we decided to sell. As any good Att-whore knows, pimpin ain’t easy. We lose parts of ourselves that we can’t get back. We let you in, put on our blinders and hope that you still like us when it’s all over and we do take tips, “leave them on the night table, please and thank you.”

All we want to do is share and all you want to do is shop. It’s not easy, but we love it and you love us. We make a pretty nice team, you and us. But know this; we do this, this whole thing, not just for ourselves and our unresolved need for being wanted and accepted, but for you, the reader. So that you may be able to take something away for it. Something we’ve learned. Something you can take into your own life. Like how socks and sandals STILL don’t work together no matter how you want to approach the topic. That love is a crazy game and only the best can win. That even on the darkest days, when all seems lost, we can never give up because the news can be autotuned. Kim Kardash still really loves rich, dumb brothas and this summer colour-blocking is the only way to survive our judging eyes. You see, we need you just as much as you need us. We love your Johnning ways, just like you will sneak online under your boss’s nose just to get a little taste of what we have posted for you today.

Oh, and that’ll be 50 bucks. What…you thought this was free? Why do you think we never kiss you? It’s just business, guys. Sheesh.

Jeff is a character designer, graphic designer and illustrator. Check out his portfolio here.