Vera Wang’s new Princess line for Kohl's

Kohl's Corporation and Vera Wang Group announced the launch of Princess Vera Wang, a junior's contemporary, premium lifestyle collection available exclusively in Kohl's stores nationwide and Kohls's website beginning August 2012.

Licensed by a subsidiary of Vera Wang Group to Kohl's under a long-term agreement, Kohl's will be the exclusive provider and marketer in the United States of all Princess Vera Wang merchandise. For Kohl's, growing its partnership with Vera Wang demonstrates the strength of its exclusive and private brand strategy, which accounted for 52 percent of sales in the third quarter of 2011, up significantly from 2010.

"We are pleased to announce the launch of Princess Vera Wang, which builds on our existing partnership with Vera Wang, one of the world's most credible and respected designers," said Kevin Mansell, Kohl's chairman, president and CEO. 

"When we first partnered with Vera Wang in 2007 to launch Simply Vera Vera Wang, there was immediate acceptance and strong response from our contemporary customer. We are confident bringing this level of fashion and quality to our junior's business allows us to increase the value proposition to our younger shoppers and delivers on our commitment to offer world-class brands in each category."

Kohl's first partnered with Vera Wang in 2007 for the launch of Simply Vera Vera Wang, a premium lifestyle collection. Since launch, Simply Vera Vera Wang has been the leading exclusive brand in the women's contemporary category and due to strong customer response, has experienced continued growth. Most recently, Kohl's announced Simply Vera Vera Wang will expand into cosmetics and bridal jewelry beginning in Spring 2012.

 

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I've Decided...

     I'm sorry for my lack of blogging. I had no idea that people were hooked on my blog. The business is coming along nicely. We have some new clients & there will be much traveling. I'm not complaining, though. It means that maybe things are slowly turning around with the economy.
     What this mainly means is that I have now carved out some time each week so that I can write this blog. I figure I should probably be able to write somewhere between 5 - 7 posts a week for the forseeable future.
     I've also decided to reintroduce myself to the blog; meaning that I'll probably be either rerunning certain blogs from when I first started blogging a year ago (one year already? Damn!!) or simply updating some of the posts. The reason is because there are a lot of people who either joined only a few months ago or haven't looked at the earlier posts. Plus, I think some of those posts better explain why I do what I do & who I am.

Panther's New Jungle

     It's been a very busy summer, as I've said in certain quick posts. However, all plans are now in place. I've gotten a promotion of sorts in my job...sort of. I've left my other company & have started a new company with 3 partners creating content & promotion for the nightclubs & hotels.
     What this means to the blog. Well....
1. More traveling to Las Vegas, South Beach, & LA for conferences & mettings, which means more opportunities to meet more women.
2. A new office in midtown Manhattan with a view & a couch in the office & a long conference room table. I will definitely be breaking in both sooner rather than later.
3. I'm moving. I was going to move to Chicago, in order to make traveling to LA & New York easier but I've decided to hold off for a couple years, in order to build up the business. I'm moving to a better apartment, though, here in NYC. I'm going into a nice 1 bedroom in midtown that I got a good deal on. It doesn't have as nice a view as the office but it's not bad. I think there are a few celebrities who live nearby so it'll be fun to see if I know anybody.
4. Our office has a deal with a new upscale gym so that means more opportunities to meet more women.
5. It may less time spent in nightclubs doing business & more time in nightclubs partying, if I want to. That's a nice change of pace.
6. It means more or less time to blog; I'm not sure which at the moment. If you want to strike up a conversation & tell each other stories, email me at ebonypanther@gmail.com. I like telling the stories to one person at a time. It's more intimate than just a post to hundreds of anonymous people.

Copenhagen Fashion Week kicks off with two amazing shows

The goddess Gefion, who according to Nordic mythology is the goddess of fertility, helped give birth to one of the first shows during Danish Fashion Week 2010. The CPH Vision Show was held at the beautiful Gefion Fountain in the Port of Copenhagen. 

About 250 fashion models sashayed designers clothes and accessories on the world's longest catwalk of about a mile at Copenhagen Fashion Week.

Though the rain was coming down from the sky like the water from a fountain, the gods must have heeded the frustrations of the many guests standing under their umbrellas and waiting anxiously behind the velvet ropes for the rain to stop - because suddenly the sky brightened and the rain moved out to sea. The many umbrellas created what looked like a beautiful black flower blooming in the rain, but the flower slowly closed and guests were finally able to take their seats. 

Copenhagen fashion week and the world's greatest catwalk bring fashion on the street, and bring unique opportunities to Denmark fashion businesses," said Brian Mikkelsen, the Danish minister of economic and business affairs.

With the fountain dominating the view, the music started to play as the models stepped out from behind the fountain and walked down the runway to the sound of The Queen of the Night from the opera The Magic Flute, waving and blowing kisses to the many people who had showed up. The wavy dresses and ribboned straw hats made the show resemble an 18th century picnic - but things quickly became more 22nd century with girls in small bathing suits and futuristic sunglasses walking to the beat of contemporary electro. 

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Much delayed Valentine's Day story - part 1

Every time I sat down to write this multipart story over these past few months, I got interrupted. Here's hoping it goes well this time.
Blasian's college roommate Fiona came into town on business during Valentine's Day (see the New Year's Eve posts for a recap on Blasian & Fiona). We all knew we were going to make a lot of noise during the night so we got a room at the Marriot Marquis, the same same hotel we were at New Year's Eve. We put down our bags & went off to dinner. Lucky me had 2 dates for Valentine's Day.
After spending a lot of money on dinner (restaurants in the city always jack up the prices double for that day), we stopped off at the liquor store for multiple bottles of champagne & food, & headed back to the hotel.
Once we hit the door, the action started...only it started without me. I was told to sit on a chair. Once there, I was handcuffed. Then, the ladies started with their fun, kissing each other & stripping each other of their clothing. Then, Fiona laid Blasian down on the bed, went over to her suitcase, & came back with a strap-on on.
Fiona walked over to the side of the bed, grabbed Blasian's hair, & forced her to give the strap-on a blowjob. Fiona moaned something fierce while Blasian worked her magic on the strap-on. Blasian does give amazing blowjobs, even on a piece of plastic. Fiona was getting extremely turned on by it. So was I, as I was struggling to figure out how to free myself so that I could stroke my cock, which was screaming for relief.
After a few minutes of letting Blasian blow the strap-on while putting a finger into Fiona's ass, Fiona decided it was time to ride. She put Blasian into the missionary position, grabbed her ankles, wishboned Blasian, & entered her with the strap-on. Blasian screamed while Fiona pounded her pussy like a madwoman, grabbing Blasian's hair & talking dirty to her. I started squirming even more. I was becoming a beast, wanting to fuck so hard. Little did I know that it was going to be quite some time before I was allowed to do some pounding of my own.
Fiona kept thrusting into Blasian for a little while, then pulled out,  flipped Blasian over, put her on all fours, & entered Blasian's ass with the strap-on. Grabbing Blasian's har, Fiona yanked her head back, smacked her ass repeatedly, & spoke dirty to Blasian while railing Blasian's ass. After some time spent plowing Blasian's ass, Fiona pulled out, & repeated the process on Blasian's pussy. Blasian screamed, moaned, & bucked until Fiona finally let Blasian cum. Then, while Blasian collapsed from the hard fuck she just received, Fiona game over to me.....

NYC: Emma - The Stairway

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     After our elevator fun, Emma & I made our way to her apartment, where we fucked for a few rounds. Even after all of that, I still wasn't close to being spent. Persuaded by that, being extremely horny, having already downed a bottle of champagne, & it being only 4 in the morning, I decided we needed to fuck in a couple more public places.
     I grabbed a beach towel & another bottle of champagne, took Emma by the hand, walked out naked to the hallway, closed the door behind her, put her up against the wall, & made out with her. At any time, one of her neighbors could've come out of their apartments but we were too liquored up to care. Besides, I love being watched. I love all eyes on me, seeing my muscles clenching & contracting as I'm pleasuring another woman.
     After a few minutes against the wall, we made our way to the stairwell that leads to the roof. We opened the door, walked in, closed the door behind us, & started walking the 32 flights to the rooftop. Before we had even gotten a half a flight up, Emma put me against the wall & started kissing me. Our hands were all over each other. She started stroking my cock, getting it hard.
     Emma bent down, took my balls, & started rubbing them while her mouth started sucking the head of my cock. I started grunting loudly while she sucked & licked up & down the shaft. I could feel my cum started to build an eruption.I caressed her hair as her mouth expertly went about its duties.
     Finally, I stopped her from sucking the cum out of me. I was ready to explode but wanted to put it in her, like I had down all morning. I stood her up, turned her around, then bent her forward, & put her down on all fours, with her facing the stairs going up. I split apart her ass, grabbed my cock, & guided it into her hole. Emma backed her ass right onto it like the champ that she is & started fucking me hard. I knelt there for a minute, watching her round ass plowing back & forth onto my cock. Then, I grabbed her waist & started matching her thrusts.
     Her moans became louder & louder. I'm sure people heard us but we could've cared less. We kept fucking each other hard, fast, & angrily, each wanting the other to get off first. Emma's ass suddenly tightened around my cock, putting a stranglehold on it while the rest of her body came & shook. I released my load into her very soon afterwards. We stopped for a minute while I pulled out of her, letting her catch her breath. Then, I grabbed the towel, took a swig from the bottle of champagne, & we both headed up the rest of the flight to the rooftop.

My Biggest Celebrity Crush

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I have been in love with Janet Jackson since I first saw her on the Jacksons Variety Show way back in the 70s, when I was, like, 10 years old. I watched Good Times because of her. I watched Fame because of her. Hell, I even bought her first album with Dream Street on it & trust me, that album sucked. If she walked into a room or called & said "you, me, let's go" I'd be there in a heartbeat. I don't care if I'm married for years at that point.
To this date, I still hold a serious grudge against Justin Timberlake for not standing up for her after that stupid Super Bowl incident. A real man would've spoken out & defended her. Instead, he saved his own career & left her out there to twist in the wind while critics & Congress went after her. Now, you can't say Janet's name in the media without hearing some stupid pun on wardrobe malfuction.
Anyway, look at her. What's not to love? She's amazing. So, who's your biggest celebrity crush?

NYC: Shejay - The Entrance

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     I craved her. It had been a while because of our schedules & her man but my body ached for her. Her eroticness was something I had not felt in quite some time. Some of the other women felt pornographic & slutty. Shejay felt passionate, forbidden.




I waited for her at my friend's apartment. It's near where she is so that we can be together. I heard a knock at the door. I opened the door & there she was: a beautiful Eurasian vision. I pulled her in, shut the door, & threw her against the wall. Clothes came flying off. Lips hungrily feasted on skin. We ached for each other's touch.



Once naked, I bent down between her legs. I needed to taste her sweet nector. I put her legs onto my shoulders & lifted her tiny frame up until I was completely upright. There was no need for a blowjob. I was already rock hard. I wanted to make her cum first with my tongue. I needed to pleasure her.



My tongue explored every inch of her wet pussy. She squirmed as I entered & exited her, moaning loudly. Here, we could rip the paint off the walls with our love making. Here, we roared like wilderbeasts & roar she did. Her body tensed up as I let her orgasm build. She grabbed my shaved head & forced it deeper into her. Her leg muscles contracted & expanded. More & more her release built, helped by the workings of my tongue.



I grabbed her waist tighter & went for the kill. My tongue danced sweet dances on her clit, sucking, pulling, & flicking on it. She let out mighty roars as her body thrashed about. Her volcano exploded with the force of the largest bombs. Her leg muscles almost squeezed the life out of me as she came.



I lowered her down until she was standing. Then, I laid her down on her back & spread her legs. I was ready to give my throbbing muscle to her the way she likes it. I clasped her hands over her head with mine. My cock slowly entered her. I filled her up all & lay there for a minute, letting her pussy feel all of me.



Our lips we next to each other but we didn't kiss. We just breathed heavily, looking at each other, not saying a word. I love her expressions when I'm thrusting into her. Her looks of painful pleasure get me off so much quicker. This is what she needed & I knew it. She wasn't getting filled by her man. That's what I offered her & that's what I began to give her.



I pulled out a little & launched myself into her, thrusting hard, forcefully, & slow. She yelped with each thrust, her fingers tightening around mine with each thrust. Each thrust moved us across the floor until we were almost halfway across the apartment. Furniture began to fall as our bodies thrusted from the entranceway across the living room into the bedroom.



I built up rhythm until I was at midspeed. I knew she didn't like it fast but she loved it when she could feel every inch of my cock. I let her feel it. 8 inches long, 2 inches thick, shaved, pulsating, in & out of her...in & out. My hip muscles tightened with every thrust. Her tight pussy strangling my cock with such force. I knew I was going to cum but I wanted her to cum first. I NEEDED her to cum first. I built up more speed & concentrated on her, adjusting my body to what she was feeling, playing her body like a full orchestra.



Finally, she came again. Grabbing my fingers, her fingernails dug into the back of my hands as her back arched upwards & her screams of pleasure released themselves from her lungs. Once she was almost done, I unleashed a torrent of my cum, thrusting hard as I continuously pumped my creamy goodness into her hungry pussy. Complete, I lay on top of her, caressing her, kissing her. "Hi" I finally said.

NYC: Shejay - An Intro

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     I met Shejay out in Los Angeles. She was the resident dj at a club that our company services. She has a very smolderingly seductive way about her. She's Eurasian with a thin frame & proportioned properly. The first few meetings were innocent enough. We talked shop & flirted a little. I found out she had a boyfriend so not much ever came of the flirting.
     After a couple months of general meetings & conversations, I asked her if she wanted to get a drink once her gig was done for the night. She said yes. We went to a club with a rooftop bar. The cocktails were flowing & the conversation was lively. Her laugh was infectious & her smile lit up the room.
     We got up from our chairs & walked over to a quiet corner the rooftop in order to look at the lights. She looked over railing, looking at the cars going by. I was behind her, putting both hands around her body, holding onto the rail. After a few seconds, we melted our bodies into each other. I started kissing her neck & behind her ears. She softly moaned. Our hands started roaming freely but I kept things discreet because the bar was still crowded.
     I turned her away from the crowd, reached down, undid her belt, & reached into her pants. I started slowly rubbing her pussy through her panties while kissing her. Her moans of pleasure were quieted by our kissing. After a few minutes, she came. I pulled my hand out of her pants, redid her belt, & moved my fingers to her lips, letting her suck & lick her cum from my fingers.
    We kept in touch over the past couple of years, having phone & cam sex. When I went to L.A. on business, I always got a hotel near whichever club she was working so that we could spend some time together. Now, she & her boyfriend have moved here to New York City. We use a friend of mine's apartment to meet up, since it's not too far from where she is & my friend's constantly out of town.
     When we have sex, it's always slow & erotic. She's not into quick & dirty. When I'm inside of her, it's always long deep strokes. We use food & candle wax, among other items. She doesn't want to leave her boyfriend, nor would I ever want her to. However, when she's around, we have a great time together.
    

Formspring.me - So when you approach a girl in the club(possibly one you wanna smash), do you have a certain strategy you go by?

The only strategy I have is to be myself. Normally, I don't approach women in clubs. I usually know the person that they're with & I get to know them that way.
When I was younger, I tried every pick up line & every strategy in the book. They never worked. Quality women see through that shit all the time. In fact, if I could go back in time & meet my younger self, I'd smack him silly. Then, I'd tell him what numbers to play in every big lottery jackpot.
Playing games is never a good thing so I don't play them. That goes for women as well as men. In fact, everything I'm writing here goes for both genders. Being yourself works, unless you're an idiot & you know it. If that's the case, lie your ass off.
If the woman doesn't like you, move on. There are plenty of other women out there if you have the patience. Never look or act desperate. You do stupid things when you are.
If a woman's just cock teasing you to get drinks or something materialistic out of you, move on immediately before you go broke. That's someone who's into manipulating & is completely not worth the time. Besides, they think you're stupid & have zero respect for you so why bother? The good ones don't need to manipulate.
I always like women who know what they want & don't have to play games. Women know if they're going to sleep with you or not. Game playing, by either a man or a woman, should not enter into the equation. If it does, move on.

Ask me anything