The first San Diego BBW Bash was in March 2011. I was unable to attend but did hear good thing about the bash. This year I decided I wanted to check it out for myself . I signed up for the whole bash package and a booth at the vendor fair. I checked into the Crown Plaza where the bash was held. The hotel is a really big property. I was in the Aloha section which had a partial view of the pool. The court yard was a very tropical theme down to the carved statues and the open huts with tables. I found out about the pool side rooms from a friend who attended last year, so I reserved one. It wasn’t the best pool view due to a huge tree outside our balcony, but it did give us more privacy when outside. The rooms were clean and the bathrooms were big. The beds were comfortable and we had lots of extra room for clothes racks and nightly drinks with friends . There was three women in one room and we were very comfortable.
Thursday Night Event
Thursday nights party was hosted by Club Plush from Las Vegas, NV. There was a lot of people who had arrived on Wednesday so the Thursday party was lots of fun. The DJ was just okay in my book. I didn’t hear any songs that made me want to dance, but there were plenty of others on the dance floor. Everyone seemed to be having a good time mixing and mingling. I met a complete stranger in the lobby and he asked if there was some sort of convention happening. I told him about the bash and he joined me and my friends at the party later that evening. I was waiting for my dinner order to go in the lobby from the Sushi restaurant when he introduced himself to me.You never know who you will meet. Every night from 8pm to 10pm while we were getting ready was cocktail hour. We had drinks with friends who would stop by and hang out before each party. We felt good and looked good for the first event. It was nice to be able to walk back to our room and just relax then crash. Or there was always the option to keep the night going at one of the many after parties. The people were all warm and friendly.
My friends from Sweden flew in for the bash
Friday Night Event
We relaxed all day on Friday with the do not disturb sign on, nursing a good party night. We ordered food from an Italian restaurant that was kind enough to give my friend Stu menu’s for the bash. They delivered till 3am and sold pizza after each party so you could grab one and take it back to your room if you like. Good take out menus are a plus at any bash if you aren’t from the area and need food late at night. Around 8pm friends started to arrive at out room for drinks again, they came and went all day with little visits. When you make friends from past events it’s nice to see them again and hang out. Around 10 pm we went to the party. You can’t bring in your own drinks so we finished them outside the party then went in. If you know anything about hotel bars then you should know unless you’re in Vegas order a double or drink beer. If I wanted to drink juice I would order juice. I like a good vodka based drink with some sort of a kick. This is how hotels do it, they don’t pour freely like at a local bar. We found a table with a bunch of strangers and made new friends that night. I love meeting new people. Shortly after 11pm The Burlesque dancers were scheduled to perform. Kathy Hernandez the promoter of Club Catalina was our host for the evening. Her voice over the microphone sounded like nails on a chalk board and her DJ couldn’t mix to save his life. People were not happy with him, his music and the hostess at all. People were outside complaining about her DJ. If her DJ is any indication of how her parties are then we all know why no one goes after all these years. I have been twice and the club was dead both times. I ran into an old friend who told me they were banned by Kathy and had a drink thrown in his face at the Denny’s next door to where her regular parties are hosted. Really Kathy, can you afford to ban even one customer when the numbers are already so low? Next time you need to be more selective when it comes to laying claim onto a customer who just wasn't into you. At least now you have a new boyfriend so hopefully the dirty looks and eye rolls will stop when you see that former customer. Never shit where you eat, not good for business. I know the DJ is your ex so that should make it easier to fire him and get a new one. You need to listen to the people ,they have spoken and spoken loudly. I highly recommend you make changes or just quit.
This is what the dance floor looked like while her DJ was trying to play. He has no idea how to mix one song into another. It was worse than AM radio. On a scale from 1-10, 10 being best, I give him a 3. Sorry DJ but it wasn’t just me. The people have spoken as well to the bash promoter.
This photo was sent to me by another friend who was suppose to meet me at her party in February. I was sick and couldn’t make. I was glad I didn’t drive three hours for this while being sick. He said there was six people there including the hostess and the DJ.
I was so relieved when Scarlett VaVoom from Voluptuous Entertainment took over the microphone and started entertaining the crowd while we waited for the dancers.They were really good. The show was sexy and seductive without going over board. They’re hot, talented and sexy women. The Burlesque show was the best part of the night. I would see them again anytime.
Check out their site for the next show. The logo is on their photo. Thank you Scarlett and all of your dancers for a great show.
Saturday I was up at 8am to set up my booth at the vendor fair. I am not a morning person thank goodness I had help. Team MoMo was in full forced and dressed to sell. It rained all day long non stop. The after party Friday night went on till 4am so I didn’t expect to see to many people starting at 10am. The rain was no help either for the local people who would have come out to shop at the vendor fair. This was just an act of nature that impacted the sales for all of the vendors. I have no doubt that next year it will be off the hook. In 2011 the vendors had an extremely profitable vendor fair. The persistent storm and hangovers didn’t help us, but you never know how a vendor fair will turn out. It is what it is at the end of the day. The Team MoMo tank tops will be for sale at the next vendor fair during the Orange County Bash in May 2012. They will be redesigned with the logo centered. Thank you Team MoMo, I love you girls for sticking by my side. Shop on line at www.biggirlgear.com or like us on Facebook and shop on Facebook for select items on the page. https://www.facebook.com/pages/BigGirlGearcom/204611972911610
Saturday nights dinner was served from 6pm to 8pm. You had a choice of two salads, steamed vegetables, rolls, rice, potatoes, chicken and beef. Standard Hotel Buffett dinner with an assortment of cakes for dessert. I have been attending Bashes for over a decade. It was fresh and hot, but lacks the love I use when I cook at home. Then again that’s just my taste buds, everyone loved the food. I was disappointed that hardly anyone dressed for dinner. It was suppose to be a Simi-formal dinner. Not jeans and a T-shirt kind of dinner. I worked all day and still took the time to look my best when I dressed for dinner. I wish more people had made an effort to clean up and look their best. I changed after dinner into something I could party in. No one says you have to stay formal all night long, but two hours won’t kill anyone.
Dressed for Dinner.
After Dinner, big difference.
The club night started at 9pm with DJ Skelly spinning all night long. He was the best DJ of them all. Not to mention he is my favorite DJ out there at these events. He knows what keeps the dance floor packed and everyone loves him. When DJ Skelly spins I want to dance, even though my knees won’t let me…lol. He plays music that makes you feel good and keeps the party popping. Everyone had the best time on Saturday night. More people kept showing up at the party It was packed. I would have to say the San Diego BBW Bash has the potential to become a great annual Bash in California. Every Bash has to start somewhere and the only way to make them grow is to attend and support the Bash. Help it grow by spreading the word. Take a chance and make a trip to San Diego next year to experience it for yourself. It can only get bigger and better if we the people make it so. I say it is worth the trip. Keep supporting legitimate Size Acceptance events in your area and don’t be afraid to travel. You will have more fun than you know and meet lots of cool people along the way. Taking pictures on the red carpet and meeting so many new people was amazing. I also want to thank everyone who spoke to me at the Bash and complimented me on my Blog. Your support means so much to me and thank you all for reading it. I was shocked and delighted at how many people I have reached and touched with my Blog. It is just going to keep getting bigger and better. Stu told me he was trying to make me happy and I told him I was very happy with the Bash. Good job Stu and see you in May. Stu be sure to bust out the suit for dinner in May please, you look sharp in it. Visit www.sandiegobbwbash.com for complete info on the 2013 Bash. Don’t miss the first annual Orange County BBW Bash. I hope to see you all there in May 2012. Visit www.orangecountybbwbash.com
DJ Skelly
DJ Skelly and his wife to be 
Packed Dance floor
MoMo Out!
PS: I can not believe I forgot to mention that Jonny T and Lyric Messenger performed their new LA Clippers anthem and a few other songs. I loved it when Jonny T ripped off his shirt and did a quick change. It was awesome. He is such a hottie. Lyric had all the women in a trance with his dreamy voice. I love their music and I am now a fan. http://www.planetswagger.com/
Me and Jonny T.
My full review of the entire bash coming soon.
MoMo Out!
The real question is why do u keep rehashing old things. If they bothered u that much then why in the world would you not just move on. U act as if u were a battered spouse. The truth is you enjoyed hanging on Kathleen's coat tails and when she got sick of u, u decided to put all your business on blast. Immature. Move on to more important things like ur health. I've known Kat a LONG time and I believe this blog is half true and half BS from a bitter person who misses those coat tails now. I'm sorry your clothes suck. I'm sorry you were so big and it was hard for u to meet a man. I'm sorry u feel as though Kathleen did u wrong but enough is enough. Every blog u make yourself look more pathetic because u act like a victim of abuse!! Kathleen is a nice person, but she will definitely let people do things for her, who wouldn't? People like to be part of her "entourage" u act like u were the founding member when in actuality she's had an entourage of some sort for years. Lori. Cher. David. on A Divine Birthday
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The above message was one of the comments waiting to be
approved. I decided that this deserved it’s own personal answer. I will try and
make this as clear as I can for you. I can already see that you have no clue
what you are talking about. I am writing my Blog as a way to express myself. We
do have a thing in America called freedom of speech. I am not rehashing old
stuff. I am expressing my feelings about things in my life. At the time when
they were going on I was in shock. Writing about it and looking back has taught
me a good lesson about who I call Friend from now on. You mentioning my clothes
and my health is not even worth an answer.
I have never ridden on anyone's
coat tails. Kathleen Divine use to come to my Big Babes parties before she even
had a club. I met her in the bathroom in the middle of an argument with another
woman at one of my parties. Since I was the host I played peace maker and
everyone went on to have a good time. After Kathleen had a couple club house
parties at her apartment building I told her she should throw parties. My
business partner KZ and I were tired and ready to get out of throwing events. I
also had my Boutique to think about. After six year of parties I was ready to
move on. Next time get your facts straight. I am a leader not a follower. I have
known Kathleen Divine since 1998. I wonder how long you have known her? How much
have you done for her? LOL I did enjoy how you put that though “ Kathleen is a nice person, but she will definitely let
people do things for her, who wouldn't?” All that means is she likes to
use men for money and gifts.
Talking about the fact that I
lost 300 pounds in a way to make it seem degrading wont work on me. My former
size never stopped me from meeting men and getting married back then at my
heaviest. If you know half is true then the other half is also true since you
have no clue what I had to deal with. I was abused by her, let me make sure that
was very clear. She was very abusive. Do you really think it is ok to treat a
best friend the way she treated me? If you weren’t such a chicken shit you would
have used your name. If you know her then I know you, that’s why you hide.
Kathleen Divine is as fake a my eyelashes when I get dolled up. Cher and
Kathleen had their own issues that have nothing to do with me. Lori is my true
friend she knows the evil that has been done to me by Kathleen. She was a
witness to so much of it. David was her live in gay, drug addict that took care
of her. Yet again another domestic slave. In order to get away from her he
turned himself in for a warrant he had outstanding. The man went to jail instead
of living with Kathleen one more day. He left everything and turned himself in.
That speaks volumes if you ask me.
This is Kathleen being fake
because she read my Blog. The part about her cake and table all done by Fiona
and Laura. This page shot was also sent to me by someone anonymous. I like to
keep it real and people can’t seem to handle the truth. If it makes you feel
better to support the aging diva Kathleen Divine then make sure you send
flowers, today is her birthday. Remember her rule no flowers from the grocery
store, only from a florist. Happy 50th Kathleen Divine. I hope you get
everything you deserve. By the way Kathleen I received your threat. How dare you
threaten my mom, you are ill.
MoMo out!
I know with any kind of relationship we all make some sort of commitment to that friend or lover. All of a sudden Kathleen’s birthday became my life’s mission. How come none of her other friends wanted to help me plan it? I had no idea the demands that went along with being her friend. I was recovering from surgery in 2010 and was in the middle of wound care. I came to visit Kathleen and stay the weekend for her Birthday. We had the party at her club. I was not involved in the planning because I was recovering. Jen planned the whole thing, ordered the cake and the strippers. She did a good job, but it just wasn’t good enough. It will never be good enough, will it? I began running a fever and my abdomen was swollen. The area was hot and red. I decided to go to the ER and get checked out. I wasn’t doing well at all and it was painful to even sit up. They looked at the surgery site and noticed that of course there was still a wound there but an abscess had formed.
The next thing I know I am being prepped for surgery. This was on March 15, 2010 which is my former friend’s birthday. We celebrated it on Saturday which was two days prior. We had plans for dinner and drinks at a local bar we like. I called before they sent me to surgery and told Kathleen that I was going in for emergency surgery so I won’t be able to go out tonight of course. Kathleen asked me if I was serious and said she knew it was going to turn out to be something bad since bad stuff always happens to me. Then she reminded me that it was her actual birthday and she was going to be forced to spend it with Jen and Johnny her live in domestic slaves at the time. She was pissed and of course it was her birthday so it was all about her. My emergency surgery was no big deal right? I had surgery later that evening all alone. Kathleen never came to see me and I was in there for a few days. She lived ten minutes from the hospital. If the shoe was on the other foot she would be going off half cocked. Ha Ha no pun intended.When I was released from the hospital, my parents picked me up and drove me home where my mom nursed me back to health.
Later on when I had a chance to talk to Kathleen about what happened she was not happy about how her birthday went. I was being chewed out for how her day turned out. I was told that she took Jen and Johnny to dinner and of course she paid. They have no jobs and were homeless before Kathleen took them in. After dinner they went to a local bar for drinks as planned. Of course she had to pay for their drinks as well. Kathleen went on and on about how no one cares and she always gets screwed over by people blah blah blah. Still no concern for my pain. I was cut open again, but hey that’s my problem not Kathleen’s. The pressure was on for birthday 2011. I was so stressed out it was ridiculous. I took Derek shopping with me for party decorations for her table. I walked around in circles trying to decide. Nothing I picked was going to be good enough. I had to pick the one that would get the least complaints. I went with the party like a rock star theme. Life was hell for weeks prior. Don’t for one minute think she didn’t remind me that I was having surgery on her birthday the year before. Kathleen never forgets anything and will always throw it back in your face years later.
Since March 15, 2012 is going to be the big 50th for Kathleen Divine we made plans. We talked about all sorts of things even going on a cruise to celebrate. I have no idea other than a party at her club yet again what the plan for the big 50th birthday is. This is a milestone that I will miss because she decided to screw me over. Now she will have to rely on her last two friends Laura and Fiona to plan her party. I have no idea how someone who was my best friend once upon a time could hang out with Fiona after what she did to me. Of course I know how and why, she has no loyalty to me and was not really my friend at all. Fiona fits the mold, she will do what ever Kathleen says and she is great at being a door mat. Happy Birthday to you Kathleen Divine. I am sure what’s left of the entourage will disappoint you as expected when you see your cake and table decorations. Oh hell, why even have a party that you will talk mad shit about later anyway? Get a Costco cake and some balloons, save yourself the stress people. More than half of her gifts will be re gifted to other people at some point next year anyway. Unless of course you can afford Tiffany & Co, then she will be happy if the gift costs more than $300.00. She loves her bling, but what ageing diva doesn’t. I know I love my bling too, but I am a long way from being 50. No one knows what will happen next.
MoMo out!
Local bar March 15, 2011 for the second birthday party.
Blueberry Vodka & 7up anyone?
The second birthday cake she hated it.
I made two of these one to sign and one to hang.
The first birthday cake which she hated.
Let’s start off with a public service announcement: Crack Kills! Now back to our regular scheduled program The Crack Head Continued. After a long week of drama Kathleen seems to be in complete denial about who Ronnie is. Maybe she let him walk around at the age of 27 calling her Mom because she wanted a kid. Just because she was his foster Mom twenty years ago for a few months doesn’t make her his Mom or a Mother at all. Most Moms don’t treat you like she did my dear crack head. I found myself cooking and cleaning up after grown ass people who were incapable of putting a dish in the dish washer. Ronnie had a tantrum when asked to take out the trash by his Mommy Dearest Kathleen Divine. I couldn’t live like that, I wanted out. Ronnie was a piece of trash who should have been in detox and on some sort of anti psychotic drug treatment. Ronnie said Mom every few seconds. Mom, mom, mom, mom, I wanted to smack him. He was freaking out because he had no friends, no money, but a woman who was willing to be the Mother he never had. He saw a meal ticket. I was trapped in the drama triangle yet again. The only way out was to remove myself from the situation.Kathleen pawned Ronnie off on Laura Hassan. She is the daughter of the dirty whore Fiona Hassan who slept with my douche bag ex a week after I left. Yeah I mentioned that again just so no one forgets. Once a dirty whore always a dirty whore. Ronnie was on all of our nerves. He was 27 but behaved like a spoiled teenager. I didn’t want to go to the club that night. I had a bad feeling, but Morgan talked me into going. She asked me if I wanted to be home alone in the same house with my ex across the hall. I said ok I will get ready. Once at the club everyone split up. No one in the entourage hung out together that night. The week before, I was a hot mess and drank too much. I didn’t want to be like that again. I made sure I only had a couple drinks that night. I knew it was going to be my last time at the BFL. I said goodbye to the people that mattered to me. I didn’t want to be there but I was trapped no matter which way I turned. Kathleen left me with few choices and she also made it easy for me to choose me instead of her. On the drive home Laura sits in the third row with Ronnie. I was up front with the driver. For some reason Kathleen wanted to sit in the back, which is strange since she always sits up front. Next thing I know she is yelling and screaming at Laura. She called her a whore and all sorts of names. It went on and on for at least 20 minutes plus the time we were trapped in the Del Taco drive thru. I didn’t see it because I was up front and they were in the third row. I was told that Ronnie and Laura were making out. Kathleen flipped out and then started yelling at Fiona. She told her that she had no idea how to be a good Mother and her daughter was a fucked up looser. Once in the house the fight continued. Kathleen kicked Laura, Fiona and Ronnie out of the house. Kathleen is staggering around the house yelling at them all to get out. I stood up for Laura and told Kathleen she didn’t deserve to be called names and verbally abused. They got their bags and went home. Ronnie stormed off and acted like he was leaving. He was wasted drunk and so was Kathleen. I for once was the sober one. Which at times was rare, what can I say I drank and the end result was I got drunk. Everyone there that night did the same thing every Saturday night. I was in no way alone when it came to drinking.Derek the douche bag came down and jumped right on the attack Mo band wagon. I have Kathleen on my right being an insane red bull vodka drunk. Ronnie is drunk on god knows what and douche bag is doing nothing but taking more than his prescribed dose of pain meds from his recent surgery. Kathleen turns her anger towards me for sticking up for Laura. She started yelling and screaming at me and told me to my face that Derek meant more to her than I did, so he was staying. I made sure I was clear and I asked Kathleen “Are you trying to tell me that this douche bag aka Derek means more to you than me?” Kathleen Divine said yes. Ronnie tried to attack me more than once that night. Kathleen stood between us so he couldn’t hit me. I couldn’t believe what was happening. The crack head is yelling at me for yelling at his Mommy Dearest Kathleen. Derek had me backed into the kitchen counter right next to the butcher block full of knives. He was in my face yelling at me. By now it is 3:30am and after all of the fighting and screaming Kathleen took Ronnie and had him sleep in her room. More than once upstairs he tried to come at me as if he was going to attack me. Why didn’t I call the cops? I have no idea but if I had a do over I would be calling 911 to get Ronnie and Derek out of the house.Morgan kept me company as I packed. I called my nephew and told him what went down. He said he would be there first thing in the morning to pick me up. I packed as much as I could into my truck so that I would be ready to leave bright and early. Kathleen swears that she doesn’t remember anything that happened once we were at home. She said some hateful mean things that she can’t take back. She said she didn’t remember anything she said to me then gave me a half ass sorry. I am really reaching deep to even say she was sorry because she wasn’t. She of course had to remind me about the weekend before when I was drunk after the club yelling because my ex was living across the hall from me. Sorry, I was a little emotional after all of that stress I was under. Things went way to far that night. A few more steps and the cops would have been called. I did not feel safe. I couldn’t sleep so I kept packing. I was so upset when I called my nephew I broke down in tears. He told me to lock myself in my room till the next morning. If I don’t feel safe where I sleep, then it is not the place for me to be. Kathleen asked me to stay. She was going to Barbados the next day. I said sorry, I have to get out of here. The insanity of being there with her, my ex and the crack head was too much for me. She wanted me to make sure they didn’t rob her while she was gone. Not my problem Kathleen, that you let dead beats live in your home. Why would you live with someone you cant trust? I guess it is lonely at the top so any company will do. Now you have the new entourage of ass lickers because you know their dirty secrets. I wonder how Ronnie felt when you sent him to visit his friend then mailed him all of his stuff? I guess Karma truly is a bitch and always comes full circle. Ronnie your Mommy Dearest Kathleen, was tired of being called Mom every ten seconds. Maybe you shouldn’t have used the wire hangers when you hung up your clothes. You know how Mommy Dearest is when she drinks vodka and red bull. The crack head and the douche bag were silent as my nephews moved me. It was a good idea that they were silent. Ronnie and Derek had nothing to say with my 6’6” tall nephews who could look him in the eye were around. They were both total bitches in the end once I had back up. Any man that would hit a woman is a punk and a bitch. That would be the crack head and the douche bag.MoMo Out!Laura and Ronnie the Crack Head
Kathleen Divine and Derek Peter the Douche Bag
Fiona the dirty whore with Derek the douche bag. 
