Marie Kondo that Vision Board!

You're likely stuck in the house. Time is melting away, and you're clinging like hell to the remnants of your sanity. Order has gone, and the police are trapped in the sewers. A charismatic villain is occupying your living room. Nope, that's Batman! If you're not in a Christian Bale film, you're likely social distancing,... Continue Reading →

I’m Addicted to Instagram!

My Matrix is STILL Instagram. It has me firmly spinal cord pumping #FOMO and #fitspo directly into my brain. It simultaneously connects and isolates me. It binds us with tangible proof of our shared experiences, celebrates our differences in culture and cause; all the while discreetly creating clones. 📠

How To: Comic-con vs Carnival

We side-eye the traditions of other cultures and forget that essentially, we are all the same. We don our respective apparel, and forget that somewhere else, someone is preparing for a yearly shindig of their own. Mine is carnival.

Black Music Month!

This month will be a month-long list of songs and artists that mean something to me. Epitomizing black music and Black Music Month for Madam Rozé.

Black Love & Buttah Babez: Beauty Bae

My get-ready ritual is a science. It differs slightly depending on the season and occasion, but by now it’s muscle memory. So when I add a new product, and like it, It becomes canon. I’ve given ButtahBabez a try!

Thug-olutions: New Year, Essentially the Same Me

I'm a thug [read emotionally intelligent and proactively self aware individual]. Thugs don't make resolutions. They are everyday attempting to review and renew in order to rise from their ashes and reveal and shiny new self [see also Phoenix]. Thugs don't wait until January 1st. CLEARLY they wait until The 5th! In my defense, I... Continue Reading →

Hi … My Name is Nancy.

Negative, Nancy (In my best Sean Connery voice). All throughout middle and high school, people called me Daria. It would be years before I properly understood the reference. And yes. I am very much like her, olive-green jacket, army boots and all. By the way this is an absolutely thrilling show about the travails of a young woman finding herself in the midst of consumerism, ... Continue Reading →

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