Jeantandra Sobieski (Black Russian)

Jeantandra Sobieski is nothing short of a melting pot of identities and flavors of the world. She grew up, the slightly obese daughter to her single mother Ritrausha Jackson. Her mother did what she could to raise young Jeantandra in the eyes of the Lord, attending church service each Sunday at Fifteenth Baptist Church on Oleander Drive in the outskirts of Detroit. These Sunday's were a good source of protein and stability from an otherwise hectic and sin driven life where she existed day to day.

After beginning Middle School, she began drinking alcohol to fit in with the kids she would often refer to as friends. They spent their days drinking magical elixirs of Sprite and cough syrup. In more civilized parts of the country, this elixir later became known as Purple Drank. She had a distaste not only for the misspelling of the second word of the drink her friends were consuming but also felt unproductive by the haze it left her to conquer the next day. Knowing that to maintain her friends she had to continue drinking, she began searching for alternatives.

When at lunch after church one day, there were alcoholic beverages available for the adults. She came across a White Russian and crept away to her bedroom where she would indulge in this fine beverage. She was hooked, not only because of the taste and outcome from its consumption but also because it had the word Russian in it. She was, at that time, enrolled in a Geography class in school that spent time teaching about the Baring Strait leading from Alaska to Russia, an area that when frozen would allow for the safe passage of Natives back and forth. She grew infatuated with Russia and began to read books and study maps of the country. She took comfort in learning about their tolerance and enjoyment of alcohol. This camaraderie, she felt was a match made in heaven.

Her infatuation with Russia and the dainty alcoholic beverage bearing its name could not be surpassed by her infatuation with Kanye West. She used to fantasize about seeing Kanye live at a concert and often would run her iPod battery dead in a single sitting by listening to Heartbreak 808 on repeat until waking the next morning. It was late one winter of her junior year in High School when her grandfather passed away unexpectedly. They were not very close but he did leave her $7,000 in his will. She knew immediately what she would do. First of all, she had to go to see Kanye perform. The time had come for her to see her idol live. She began the search for venues and found that he would be performing in Moscow in the Spring. This was perfect, she booked a flight and began to plan the details.

Her Russian journey was eyeopening to say the least. She found out the real story behind the White Russian and loved the drink even more than before. The concert was amazing and could not have been any better in her book. When in a bar after the concert one night she ran into a young man, who was stunning to the eyes of both man and woman. His name was Vlad Sobieski. It was only weeks later that Jeantandra realized that he was heir apparent to the Sobieski Vodka empire. They were in love, grew closer, and were determined to be wed. Their love for alcohol and gold plated accessories left them with little time to indulge in disagreements so common in other relationships. She never moved back to America.

Apologies for the length...and complete irrelevance to anything

V-roy