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Hotel Review: Sunset Tower Hotel, West Hollywood

I post up at many different spots when I am in Los Angeles. Most of the time the reason is to keep the competition off balance. One of my favorite places to kick off my Gucci loafers is Sunset Tower Hotel in West Hollywood. The location on Sunset Strip keeps you pretty centrally located (if there is such a thing as being “centrally located” in LA) to make multiple strike moves. The place also has plenty of history, soul and class (three things you have to strain yourself to find in LA). Heck, the place was designed and built from 1929-1931 by architect Leland A. Bryant in beautiful Art Deco stilo. Art Deco is of course G Manifesto Certified.

Atmosphere:

Sunset Tower Hotel was very popular during The Golden Age of Hollywood. Jean Harlow, Gable, Greta Garbo, Mae West, Liz Taylor, Marilyn Monroe, Ava Gardner all kicked it here in grand style. Bugsy Siegel (G Manifesto Certified Innovator) ran a gambling ring out of his room when he took over LA. Howard Hughes kept mistresses here. Sinatra poli’d here as well. It has appeared in many films and has had plenty of literary mention. With a history like that, I just take my place here as the newest installment in a long history of International Playboys. The reality is that the hotel slid from grace from the 60’s to the 80’s but in 2005 Jeff Klein did a revovation that updated the Art Deco steez and gave it a modern feel. A very dope blend of historical and modern style.

Rooms:

I always stay in The Penthouse, which I recommend. I usually roll into the lobby full of swagger and the people that work at Sunset Tower are so amenable that the usually upgrade me pro-bono to the The Penthouse. The Penthouse is on the 15th floor and allows a stunning view of LA, as stunning as LA can be anyway. The wraparound terrace is probably the best feature, because they don’t like you sparking up cancer sticks in the rooms. Modern bathrooms. I am sure the other rooms in the hotel are dope too. But you could post up in The Penthouse for a couple weeks at a time…and I have. Throw on a plush terry cloth robe spark up a Montecristo Churchill (on the terrace of course) and get ready to pick up some girls that were extras and bit parts on Entourage…..

Competition:

I have always thought that the Competition in LA in general is pretty paper thin. Today its mostly pseudo –actor guys with messy hair, gay shirts tucked in the front untucked in the back, big belt buckles, suspect designer jeans and boots?. It always makes me laugh how straight guys in LA dress like gay guys in other places. Sure you run into an occasional celebrity but they are pretty soft in general. We will deal with destroying Celebrities in a future G Manifesto…..

Features:

One of the best features of Sunset Tower Hotel is the Tower Bar. The Tower Bar used to be Bugsy Siegel’s room and gambling den. They should have kept it a gambling den, but I guess that is progress for you. The food is your relatively standard Diver Sea Scallops with a carrot Puree, Ahi Tuna Tartare, Beef Tartare, Sirloin Burger with Carmelized Onions, Langoustine Pappardelle with white truffles kind of joint. Good execution by Chef Dakota Weiss. Supposedly has a “Hollywood” clientele. Who really cares? Word on the street though is that Puffy got denied entry to a gig here.

The spa is decent, and there is a beauty salon in case you need to get a hair cut. The gym is decent as well. No boxing equipment however. Good enough to shake off a night out.

The G Manifesto Move:

As usual, lock down the spot. Getting upgraded to The Penthouse is key, and as we know Keys open doors. Order up Kobe Beef like Shaquille O’Neil. The main thing you want to do is get the Valets on your team (refer to Art of the Grease) and get access to the pro-bono House Car. Rolling around LA in a town car with driver is worth its weight in gold. Go kill nightspots like its euthanasia. The Rest is Up to You……..

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA Your Favorite International Playboy’s Favorite International Playboy
AKA Your Favorite G’s Favorite G
AKA The Playboy you Love to Hate
The Guide to Getting More Out of Travel
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True to The Game by Ice Cube, G Manifesto Certified West Coast Classic

Eazy-E, Eazy-er Said Than Done, Another G Manifesto Certified West Coast Classic

LA, LA by Capone and Noreage ft. Mobb Deep, G Manifesto Certified Classic

The South Beach War Report Part I: The Basics

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South Beach has never been as corporate as it is today. We all long for the mid and late 90’s when Miami Beach was a wide open model bonanza. Well, life goes on. The reality is that the place is still one of America’s best nightlife cities. And if you aspire to be a Top Playboy you need to spend the majority of your winter there (if you spend your winter in America). If you were not in Miami in February last month, flat out, you blew it. No one, and I repeat no one, has ever taken “The Mack of the Year Award” and not spent considerable time in Miami during February (And I am not talking about being in Miami for Super Bowl weekend with all the jerkoffs…that weekend actually Hurts your “player ranking”…as does All-Star Weekend in Vegas, but that’s another story).

South Beach is ultra competitive. You need to bring you A game. Miami Beach has been countless players “Waterloo”. And I am The Duke of Wellington (which is fitting since I do own a British Passport along with and Irish, a Spanish, and US). Huge defeats have been suffered in South Beach. You know the type of loss, the “I need to go back to (insert B grade city), marry my non-model girlfriend and move to the suburbs” type of defeat. I can’t tell you how many times I have seen the “I saw the most beautiful girls I have ever seen, and I didn’t even get a phone number!” look of defeat on guys faces walking back to their hotel at 4 am. I personally make fools look at defeat like a foot doctor. Regular everyday Guy has no chance in Miami. They are usually finished quicker than it takes an ice cube to melt on Lincoln Road in summertime. Regular Guy doesn’t have the tools, the weapons, the experience, the heart, or the Game. Even capable players meet defeat in South Beach. You will see them outside of clubs trying in vain to gain entrance, “Come on, let me in, I work for William Morris Agency in LA…blah, blah, blah…” “I am with Creative Artist Agency this, Endeavor that…etc”. Even top players get dismantled in South Beach. I remember seeing a Top Tier Los Angeles playboy get completely dissected in South Beach two years ago…he hasn’t been back since and trust me, it wasn’t pretty. I even know a first rate Parisian playboy who was absolutely bullet proof in Paris and Southern France that was made to look like Swiss Cheese in Miami Beach. There is a certain skill set that you must have if you are want success in Miami Beach. And if you are looking for that skill set, well, then you have come to the right place: The G Manifesto. Here is Part I…The Basics:

Always work in a Small Team

This is a rule that applies to a lot of things; setting up a drug dealing firm, a Jewelry Store Heist Crew, or Attacking South Beach. I personally like to work Dolo. More agile. But if you have crew members, make sure they are G Manifesto Certified. Make sure everyone is illmatic and still at it. The kind of G’s that pop the glock, come thru drop the top and take over the block. NO South Beach rookies in your crew. A Miami Beach rookie is about as valuable as a off the rack suit at a Post-Oscars party: worthless. Also, Don’t think that because you have had some success in West Coast beach towns that is going to translate to success in South Beach. If you bring the kind of paper thin Game that you use at West Coast Beach Bars like Sharkeez, Moondoggies, Longboards, and Big Kahuna bar you can expect to get destroyed in South Beach. Washed up like money that’s laundered.

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Speak Spanish

Miami is a city that celebrates Latin Culture and culture as a whole. As it should. If you don’t speak any Spanish, you will come off as an unsophisticated hick. As you should. Most of the most beautiful girls in South Beach speak Spanish. So common sense would dictate that if you want beautiful girls on south beach you should speak Spanish, right? Quatro, tres, dos, uno, you know I throw my weight around like a Sumo….

Be Latin

To take it one step further than speaking Spanish, it is better to be Latin as well. This is tough since you have very little input in what your nationality is. Thankfully I am Half-Irish, Half-Basque Spanish, which works perfectly in South Beach (coincidentally, that is the same combination Che Guevara, G Manifesto Certified Hall of Fame Member, was). But even if I wasn’t the perfect mix that I am, I would probably lie and say I had some Spanish blood of some sort. It’s that important. Being Italian, French, really anything is going to be a hell of a lot better than “I am not sure what my nationality is, I think my father grew up in Indiana”. Miami is the Capital of Latin America.

CASH

You need to have plenty of CASH flow to properly attack south beach. It’s at least twice as expensive as whatever b-grade spot that you come from. Years ago, one of my friends, a top notch West Coast Based G who I have known since our Juvenile Hall days, told me when we were chilling at the Playboy Mansion, that Miami Beach is “a G a day”. Meaning, that you need a thousand dollars a day just to operate there and be IN the Game. I agree with that assessment. I think a Grand a day and you are staying at the right spots eating at the right joints, getting cocktails at the right lobbies, and getting into the right Nightclubs. You are still just IN the Game. I like rolling like a new-school Jon Roberts, caine wholesaler style. I wouldn’t think of venturing out into a beautiful, breezy, tropical South Beach night without $1500 on me. For nothing else for the bankroll factor, since I get pro-bono’d so heavy in South Beach.

Dress Sharp

South Beach is the place where you bust out your best gear (what are you saving it for anyway?) I always make sure I get a handful of new Custom suits before hitting South Beach. This year I had Ozwald Boateng hook me with a few, and I had this old Italian tailor from Napoli hook me with a few, all with my signature Cookie Monster Blue interior (this guy is my secret weapon and I have to keep him confidential…and I don’t mean that crappy lounge called Confidential in Southern California either….). You want to wear gear that hits harder than Albert Pujols and Edison “Pantera” Miranda combined. I will also bring a ski mask in case I need to go shopping. So many fools dress so slack in South Beach that just by dressing razor sharp you can be in the top tier. Bruno Magli, OJ style, but you know I won’t leave the glove…

Smoking

Don’t Smoke? You better learn and learn quickly. Even though the State of Florida passed a non-smoking law similar to California’s draconian laws, smoking in South Beach is non-issue. By the way, I hate “Florida” much the same way I hate “California”. I really have only been to Miami, and have no desire to check out the rest of that miserable state, same goes for California, I only really like a few pockets. California as a whole is generally speaking a waste of decent real estate. Anyway, all the beautiful girls smoke in South Beach. The only girls you are going to turn off by smoking are the girls you want to turn off anyways. I have done an unofficial case study, and 99% of Model girls smoke. And 100% of girls that are cool, at least accept it. So make sure your Dunhill, Dupont or Zippo Lighter is filled with Fluid (and I don’t mean that lounge in Toronto called Fluid either).

This should get you started. More South Beach Maneuvers coming soon. Check back for Part II: Advanced Techniques….till then… The Rest is Up to You……..

Side Note:

I know I am not alone in thinking that Marco Antonio Barrera was jobbed by the judges in his fight with Juan Manuel Marquez. The referee also made a grave error in missing a picture perfect knockdown. Lets hope Vegas gets it together for the Mayweather VS De La Hoya fight….

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Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA El Campeón De La Gente
The Guide to Getting More Out of Life
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I hate T-shirts, but Pitbull’s shirt with the ski mask is dope…….Born N Raised…..

Retrial in Austria’s Greatest Art Heist

There is going to be a retrial the man who pulled of Austria’s most spectacular art heist from Vienna’s Art History Museum. Robert Mang, an alarm systems expert, was already sentanced him to four years in prison. He is getting the retrial on a separate charge of attempted extortion after he allegedly threatened to destory the prized work “Saliera” or salt cellar by Florentine Renaissance master Benvenuto Cellini (valued at $66.5 million by my estimations). “Saliera” was recovered after Mang turned himself in.

Papoose’s What Makes Me, Me

This heist was all wrong for many reasons. First of all, you never and I repeat never turn yourself in. Leave the country, hide out, do anything but admit defeat. Second, you never go the “extortion” route with heisted art. It never works out and threatening to destroy beautiful art pieces is wack. You have to have respect for The Game. It is always best to line up a buyer Before your heist. Third, although Benvenuto Cellini is a great artist, some of his other art is too homoerotic for my tastes (In Mang’s defense, there is a pretty fly girl, for those days anyway, in “Saliera”). That being said, Cellini was also known to date many of the female models he worked with. Dating female models is something I can apperciate…..The Rest is Up to You…..

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
The Guide to Getting More Out of Life
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Eazy-E’s Nobody Move (G Manifesto Certified West Coast Classic)

LL Cool J…”I’m the type of Guy”

Budget Game And Barcelona Naps

People are always complaining about how The G Manifesto is for rich people. First off, I don’t like complainers. Second, I don’t consider The G Manifesto for “rich people”, I consider The G Manifesto “For The People”. I was once an up and coming Proto-type G once so I can appreciate going out without $1000 in your pocket. But still, in those days even with minimal Dough, I was swooping Mad girls. To address this, I figured I should give some tips to the younger financially challenged soon to be G’s out there. These are some serious moves. Some of these moves I still use to this day. Here they are:

Flask

Drink prices in Nightclubs have been skyrocketing. $20 cocktails have become the norm. I remember back when I used to roll out with a Chronic Jay and ten spot in my pocket. (I still pulled mad girls though). One G Manifesto move is to go out with a Flask of your favorite Liquor. This is actually an old-school Frank Sinatra move. No shame in it. Just order mixers (cost $2). Make sure you tip your Bartender. I like this move. In fact, I should probably start doing this again.

Drugs

Lets face it, Drugs are cheap. I used to move beans back in the days of The Ecstasy Wonder Gangs. Fast forward to present day, Beans still only cost $20. Beans dollar for dollar is still the best headbuzz you could possibly want. I can tell you that if I was in the Bean game today, I would peg the market way higher and eliminate the competition. I used to roll out all the time in my younger days on Beans. Your game is mad tight too, if you sip waters. Just don’t drink too much water, you can die of water overdose.

Work out

If you don’t have a lot of CASH flow, you should at least be in good shape. Being in good shape will give you the energy you need to go the distance in Nightlife. But don’t be “in-shape guy”. You never see triathelete guy pull down a hundred girls a year. Right?

Doctor Suits

When you don’t have a lot of scratch, it doesn’t make sense to spend 2 dimes on a Gucci Suit, no matter how good it fits. One way is to go to a department store like Saks or Neimans and cut the Tags off the expensive suits and re-sow them on your Garment District $200 suits. Lets face it, only the most “Sophisto” girls can really tell the difference between a Brioni and a off-the Rack $300 job. In my neighborhood, I had a friend that would “boost” suits from the top department stores. He would even “boost” to order. I just had to give him my size (42R in case you wanted to know). Now that I have mad CASH, designers give me free suits. Isn’t it funny how the world works?

Big Pun – Glamour Life

Wine

Drinking mad vino is the easiest way to live the Glamour Life. Again, only the most “Sophisto” girls know wine. But the reality is, there are plenty of good bottles to be had for under a Dub. Especially in France, Spain, Italy, Argentina, and Australia (all places I try to spend as much time as possible). Do your research, read Wine Spectator, Robert Parkers’ Data Sheets, and stay away from the big vineyards.

Fake Bankroll

You really don’t need CASH per se (and I am not talking about Tom Keller’s Fly restaurant Per Se in NYC either). But you do Need apperace of CASH FLOW. The easiest way is to use a fake BankRoll. Throw a twenty on top of a thick roll of ones. There are so many Credit Card Chumps out there today with zero Bankroll, that most girls will think you’re are their Prince Charming. Just flash the faux-BankRoll and let the Bean you took settle in. As they say, The Rest is Up to You…..

Make friends in High and Low Places

Know Club owners to get free entrance. Know bartenders and Waitresses for free drinks. Know Limo drivers for free limo rides. Know rich people to borrow their beach side Cribs. Know people with Dope Cars to borrow their Topless Cadillacs. Topless girls will follow.

The Tie

A dope tie can make your whole outfit. And the dopest ties only cost $150, usually. Only the smartest of girls know about the “Tie makes the outfit” move. Girls always claim they judge guys by their shoes. But they really can’t tell. When I was a younger prototype G, I used to slay girls in $60 kicks. But I was an up and coming Bean Flipper in those days also. So it’s kind of hard to track.

Here is a little story for you about Budget Game in full effect:

Years ago, I went to a Top notch wedding in NYC at Windows on the World in The World Trade Center. First Rate all the way. Lets put it this way; the wedding cake cost $30 Grand. One Family was Juiced up in NYC the other was Super High end West Coast. A lot of Hollywood influence and NYC Finance as well. Tons of Beautiful NYC and West Coast Girls. Plenty of Competition as well; NYC Investment Banker types smoking Cohibas, LA Actor Guys and me, The Playboy on the Rise. In those days, I was Scratch lite but Game Heavy. I was in a $200 off the Rack job, but I did have a dope Hermes tie on. I did have beans. I had fully Entered The Dragon. I had the phony BankRoll. And I had mad Vino back at The Morgan Hotel for the Vino Close. Also, my Best friend was the Brides oldest Brother. So I had the INSIDE pole position. He hooked me up with a table with all the girls. Guess who took first prize and the Hottest girl of the Night? That’s right, your Humble Author. (Interestingly enough, this was the first time I cracked the Top 100 on the USA National Player Rankings…today I sit comfortably in the Top Spot).

The Barcelona Nap

I invented The Barcelona Nap back in the day. I invented it when I was in Barcelona and didn’t have much scratch but I was in Stage One of my Model Addiction (today I am red alert category Stage Five….and I don’t mean DJ Red Alert either). The best clubs were mad spendy in those days and no way could I sit at the bar and drink $20 drinks all night. So what I did was sleep from 8 pm till 12am and then shower and go out. That is The Barcelona Nap: sleeping early in the evening, then going out late (opposed to Vampire Naps and Amsterdam Naps). I would arrive at the club fresh to def at 1 am after wacking down some street eats and street vino. I had the club owners on lock (they loved me because I was always rolling with Fly Spanish Girls and I told them I was an Actor in Hollywood). I would then cruise to the bathroom and smoke a Shish Jay and then let my Game Flow. I rarely missed in those days.

All of those are great moves for the G on the Budget. Still, its so much easier with money. The Rest is Up to You……

Email of the Week in regards to The Trio….How to Pick up Three Girls at Once:

“Overall (AND I DON’T MEAN Jason), finely written piece of sweet music Mr. Mason. Being a G has been extraordinary for me both financially, spiritually and sexually, but I have yet to pull the trio and I still have to wipe my own ass, which I would tend to say may not classify me a full fledged G yet?? I have been swooping the deuces for a months now, in fact I just shish-kabobed 2 beautiful freshly graduated Southern coeds this weekend in my high end crib on the beach, which just appraised for 8 sticks. I should have had 3 if it weren’t for some low end mortgage broker with sideburns and a mustache from some armpit called Ohio (which I never heard of before, is that a dairy farm or a state?) dropping a mick in my third legs drink and cave manning her out the back door when I left to take a high end shit at the club.
I credit my success on the 2 bits to a blitzkrieg of shots and flowing bottles of Clos du Mesnil, my 2000 thread count imported Egyptian sheets, my Rolls stretched limo and the fact that I simply close fucking deals. All in all, a high cheers of Krug to you Mr. Mason.”

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
The Guide to Getting More Out of Life
http://www.thegmanifesto.com

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O.C. featuring Yvette Michelle–Far from Yours….everyone slept on this album…

The Month in Review: February

February is a short month but can be my favorite. You really want to be in South Beach during February, hence the South Beach Leg of The G Manifesto Tour. Unfortunately, I had to go to Chicago (Funeral) and Los Angeles (heist) during February. Let’s review:

Chicago: 2-0, 2 KOs (like I said I was there for a funeral, and it was like the coldest weather they had in like ten years. But still, I have always had a good track record in the Chi.)

Miami Beach: 12-0, 16 KO’s (Simply waged a campaign of destruction in South Beach during Feb. I Genghis Khaned it. Chopped up all the top spots and took full advantage of Model Season.)

Los Angeles: 2-0, 2 KO’s (I was in LA for a bit of work, so I didn’t go out too much. Still, 2 really good quality Knockouts.)

February Record: 16-0, 20 KO’s…verdict: Beyond Undefeated.

Models Swooped: Nine (2 Venezuelan, Belizean, African-American, Mid-west, East Coast Italian, and 3 Czech)

Exotic Dancers Swooped: Eight (one Trio)

Actresses Swooped: One (extra on HBO’s Entourage and some other Bit parts…pretty fly)

Civilians Swooped: Two (NYC girl, Wharton Grad, I guess they do give you a good education at that school…she was smart enough to swoop me…..and a Hollywood agent type girl in LA…decent.)

Financial: Two heists netting a combined total of $33,500 after paying out Running Partners and Tipsters.

How was your month?

Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA The Khan
The Guide to Getting More Out of Life
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Capone N Noreaga- Closer remix/ Driver’s Seat