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Specs appeal: Mariah, Nick and Jasmine

Disneyland, the Bahamas, New York...Jas manages to cram it all in with ease

WITH all of my jet setting this month, my

mate Monique said I've been in the air more

often then a Russian gymnast and probably

had more turbulence than Coolio displays in

the Big Brother house!

After St Barts, the next stop was Mr and

Mrs C's (Mariah and Nick's) home in the

Bahamas. But as we were flying, we realised

it was too dark to land their jet plane, so we

stopped off at Atlantis in Nassau for the

night, where we had dinner at Nobo and

enjoyed the stunning ocean beach views.

The next day, we flew to the Bahamas and

spent two days relaxing and playing loads of

games, before heading to New York. But

before we got there, Mrs C declared: “Let's

have one last festive moment before we go

home, Jazz dahling. Let’s go to

Disneyworld!”

With that, we stopped the jet in Florida

and spent the afternoon in Disneyworld. Mr

and Mrs C took me on all the scary rides

including their favourite: Tower of Terror.

Then we hopped back on their jet to New

york.

I was going to celebrate my birthday in

the Big Apple on my real birthday, but

Estelle would’ve been away on her

American tour with John Legend. So Estelle

insisted on throwing a pre-birthday dinner

party for me at the fabulous Japonais

restaurant in Manhattan.

I assumed it would be a small group of a

few of my American and English peeps, but

it ended up being a private room bash with

27 people, complete with fabulous cocktails

and delicious food. The only thing missing

was my ‘London girls.’

The UK side was in full force with peeps

like Estelle, singer and choreographer Royston and

MTV comedian Kojo all in the mix.

For once, the Americans weren't louder

than the Brits. My American peeps included

Mr and Mrs C, Mariah’s friend Maryann, her

backing singer Michael, and the infamous

musical legend that is Trey Lorenz, amongst

others.

We tried to play one of my favourite

games – Concentration – but some peeps

who shall remain nameless just couldn't get

the clapping, clicking and snapping on time,

so we just put on silly specs and goofed

around.

Mrs C and Estelle had a nice chat, which

was beautiful, and myself and Mr C

continued imitating and ridiculing each

other’s accents and laughing at how we both

pronounced the word ‘orange.’ You had to

be there!

Then, Nick and a couple of the other boys

snuck in with my birthday cakes – yes,

plural – covered in sparklers. I tried to look

graceful as I blew out the candles, hoping

the many ‘geisha’ cocktails and champagne

that Estelle had slipped down my neck

weren't going to re-emerge.

Even though I made a pact with two of my

friends that we weren't going to let Estelle

drag us to a party after dinner, we were

weak. Estelle can be very persuasive! So we

popped up the street to the Goldbar where

we had a mass toast with lemondrop shots

and danced the night away doing crazy

moves to old school tunes.

As I staggered to my bed at 5am I thought

many thoughts: I love Estelle; my dress is

too short; I'm really getting too old to do this

sort of thing. But I love it!

Jasmine Dotiwala is the head of MTV

Base. Email her at: jasmine@hiphop.com

Published: 26 January 2009
Issue: 1356

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