This one is going to seem like a no-brainer. It's not.
What does it mean to be a lady? A single lady? A single black lady... with cats? How come cat ladies are never black? Why don’t black cat ladies (not a references to Halle Berry’s TURRIBLE rendition) have more representation in media!?
Let’s #MarchInto This Month!
I want to #MarchInto more fulfilling and consistent engagement with readers through purposeful content curation!
February 14th is a Tuesday.
It's just a day. Special to some, Tuesday to most. Calm down!
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 →
The Ketchup
For my upcoming birthday I am giving myself success... or at least opportunities to attain it. I interviewed Friday and spoke with my soon-to-be-employer; she's super enthusiastic to have me start immediately. I'm attempting ... {cringes] to date. I'm looking into grad school options, and doing a lot of personal inventory. Finally, as it pertains... Continue Reading →
I am not unhappy. Moderately depressed from time to time, yes, but not UNhappy. I don't shun smiles or darken my windows with black velvet curtains while considering tattooing on my eyeliner (although that would save me time). I just refuse to lie. There's nothing wrong with being unhappy, so turn your smile upside down if that's what you... Continue Reading →
Can I Have an Aaliyah Moment?
Can I come over? Come over... to see you tonight? Nights like these make me wish I had a single bed. That other side ain't nothin but mockery. To press my forehead up to yours. Sappy eskimo kisses. Inhale kisses on your collarbone and exhale a warm embrace with hands wandering my thighs. And we'll... Continue Reading →