We aren’t qualified to give New York a true psychological evaluation, but we’ve come up with the next best thing: a free-association interview. The format is simple: we say a word (or, in many cases, a proper name) and, in response, New York says whatever springs to mind (not that she wouldn’t do that, anyway).
After the jump, New York looks back on the entire season of I Love New York by sounding off on each of the contestants. She also talks fame, success and why she prefers lovemaking to sex.
(We start with the guys:)
I’m trying to figure out who that was. He had a really sexy voice, but
I just think that he wasn’t someone I could wear heels around. He was a
little too short and his forehead was extremely greasy. I wasn’t
feeling him, but he looked like he could make a hell of a pizza.
Damn it, sometimes television can be really bad. I wish I never saw him
on those other reality shows because he definitely would have had a
chance. He was gorgeous, but that just ruined him.
T-Bone has a heart of gold, but the face of a monster. I was not
attracted to him. His size had nothing to do with it, but his face, his
eyes were just all over the place. I didn’t want to have to wake up in
the morning and look at that.
I thought he could have been on the sweet, sugary side. I could see him
being an interior decorator or something. He was a pansy. He was very,
very soft. It was like having a woman on the set.
I don’t want to say my IQ wasn’t strong enough to deal with a man like
that, but I could tell he was going to be challenging to me on an
intellectual level and no fun whatsoever. It’s cool to be smart, but
you gotta have some sort of personality about yourself with a sense of
humor. He was just too stiff.
I was not attracted to Token and Token was not attracted to me. I don’t
think he wanted to remain in the house. I saw that his passion level
for me was zero.
Trendz was not there for me. He was there to help his face get out
there to the world because he makes music. I didn’t like him. You get
20 guys together, living in a house, and there’s going to be some that
you don’t like, and for some reason, he’s the one guy I didn’t like. I couldn’t stand looking at him, for one thing.
I liked Romance , I just wish he wasn’t so f***ing crazy, because he
could have really stuck around. There was a lot of things that I liked
about him, but after he jumped on 12 Pack the way he did, I knew he was gone.
Oh boy. I didn’t really get a chance to know Pootie . He was having some
mental issues, he was bothered, and I just hope he got the help that he
T-Weed has great style. I loved all his clothes. He was definitely the
best dressed in the house. He had some good hair, I guess. That’s it.
Bonez is cool. He’s like a minister in training. He’s very Godlike,
which is a great thing, but I couldn’t really see myself having fun
Onix had the nerve to pass judgment on my mother and that s*** blew me
out of the water. I wasn’t really feelin Onix, Onix wasn’t really
feeling me. That was plain to see. But for him to come off so
aggressively, saying that my mother was faking it in church, that was
too much. I can’t wait to see his punk ass at the reunion.
Heat was all right. He reminded me of Michael J. Fox. He was kinda smooth, but I think he was digging 12 Pack.
Rico was a really hot Latin man, but he had a problem with the
competition. He couldn’t rise to the occasion. If another man entered
the room, Rico would leave me and walk away. The competition wasn’t
meant for Rico.
He’s just so funny, and he’s funny because he’s not trying to be. He’s
really smart and nerdy and, like I said, a really good kisser.
Let this be known: 12 Pack is gorgeous. I don’t think he was really
feeling me, but at the same time, I wasn’t feeling him. I was feeling
his looks. I kept 12 Pack around for the purpose of looks because he
was the hottest guy. Looking at 12 Pack kept me in the mood. It kept me
really excited and sexually stimulated. He was there only for that
purpose. I didn’t even care if he was gay or not, but he wasn’t showing
me he was gay. It didn’t matter, I knew he wasn’t going to be my man.
Man, I wish I didn’t feel like Whiteboy could still be feeling his
ex-girlfriend because I really did like him. In fact, in the beginning,
I thought Whiteboy was going to win the whole thing. But things come
I never met anyone like Real before. He is very wise and nice and sweet
and tamed. But a little too tamed for me. That’s why he left.
Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun. Fun! Being around him was like the Fourth of
July every single day. I love his energy. But at the same time, he has
a soft side. He’s cried some. He’s able to show all of his emotions and
I feel like we have a lot in common.
He’s cool. It was fun to be around him. He’s very serious . When he
tries to tell jokes, he’s a little corny. I don’t think you can really
compare him to Chance – they’re totally opposite. But Tango’s cool and
he has a big heart.
(And now for the general topics of discussion:)
Reality television is all of the above. It’s real. It’s not about the cameras, it’s about the individual.
Flavor of Love
My past. My present. It’s an experience that I will never forget. Flav is an amazing man, and those bitches can eat my dust.
I Love New York
I Love New York is the s***. I Love New York is a passionate show. I Love New York is the realest show on television right now. You gotta love it or hate it. A lot of loving and hating is going on because it’s a highly rated show.
He’s a psycho. I think right now President Bush is under a lot of pressure. I think he’s a very confused individual.
Flav, what are you doing right now? I wonder how Flav is doing. I
haven’t spoken to him in a very long time. I stand by the fact that I
believe he is a great man. I still have love for Flav, whether or not
he has it for me. I’ll always love Flav.
Pumkin is a piece of s***. She’s garbage. She’s trying to make her little comeback on Charm School.
I don’t know how that’s going to go for her, I don’t care how that’s
going to go for her, but she’s lucky to still be alive after she spit
Ass, ass, ass and more ass. That girl is working her ass for all it’s
worth. She’s spread out all over in this tacky, cheap lingerie, showing
her ass. But hey, if your ass is gonna pay the bills, let it pay the
Who is that again? Where is she? It’s like she almost fell off the face of the Earth. The bitch isn’t even on Charm School. She’s a waste of time and space.
Sex is cool. Sex is good, but lovemaking is better. Lovemaking is more of an experience. Anybody can have sex. Any thing can have sex. S***, flowers can even have sex, but I’m all about that lovemaking.
You know, if I didn’t have a vagina, I don’t know what I would do with
myself. I love my vagina. My vagina is good to me. She treats me very
well. She treats others well…when she falls in love. It’s all about the
Penises are funny. Sometimes they want to get up. Sometimes they just
want to lay flat. But the experiences I’ve had with penises, they come
in all shapes, sizes and colors. Sometimes penises can be really
gentle, sometimes they can be really brutal, and then you’re forced to
show the penis what you’re working with. Can you handle it?
High school was so crazy to me and for me. I was never really into school. It’s boring. I skipped it a lot. I had a lot of friends, I guess. I fit in better with the guys. A lot of females hated on me because what you get is what you see. New York is New York, and I’ve always been that way. So I always wore a lot of makeup, long hair, tight clothes, and girls weren’t feeling that back in high school, but the guys were. High school was an experience that helped me to develop. It showed me that the world can be really, really cruel and nasty, but at the same time, you have to go through it and get your education. And that’s what I did.
My world, my best friend, the person that gave me life.
Push-over! I can use my daddy! My daddy’s cool, though. But my mom has the backbone.
Success is anything that you strive to do and you do it to the best of
your ability. You should never listen to others’ perceptions of
success. If you strive to do your best, you will achieve success, no
Love is the toughest emotion that humans ever experience. It’s hate, it’s happiness, it’s sadness, it’s madness. Love is crazy.
Power is a drug. Who doesn’t want to be powerful? Power is everything.
Happiness can be achieved through knowing who you are as a person, and I’m a very happy individual.
Champagne is good, but it can’t really get you f***ed up like Red Bull and vodka. Champagne is a girlie drink.
Church is very important to me. I grew up in the church. It’s something
that has given me strength and emotional support and I love church.
Money is power, but you can be really poor and still be happy. Money is
a false perception of happiness, but it can help. It can make you a
I love that word. The word "princess" to me
is just girly, frilly, silly, smart, adorable, mean, nice, sexy…just
really glamorous. I embody that, that’s why I have that tattoo. I
think the definition of "princess" is Tiffany "New York" Pollard.
Perfection is something I’ve never strived for. I think it’s
unachievable for a person like myself, because I am totally
scatterbrained. I’m into pleasing myself. If something feels right to
me, I will do it, even though it might feel wrong to 4 million
different people. I can’t strive to be perfect for anyone other than