Critics are calling it “A refreshing take on an old holiday favorite!” It’s me. I’m critics. The touching story of a diverse band of HR-approved Holiday-hungover employees just aching to see their good old friend. Their bed. “Happy half day to all, and to all a good night!”
Marking the passing of a wonderful woman. I am named after her. I still live in the blessings of her prayer.
An overview of the night that changes the lives of everyone in #BeyHive305
Hustle if you can. Rest if you can. But grow you must. Learn you must. Try to remember to be kind to yourself, sure, but apply pressure. A light choke.
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 →
If you’ve ever taken a look inside a book, you owe someone a “thank you”. That someone is LeVar Burton. For so many, on so many Saturdays, he and the Public Broadcast Station took us to far flung locales and caught us up in people and plots. LeVar Burton is a Time Lordt. Afro-futurism and Negus Passed all wrapped up into one chocolatey ageless package.
With over 10 books and a lifetime worth of experience, Angela Davis is one of the greatest to ever do it. Teaching, leading, writing, and always challenging. She is the ultimate #wcw 🤤😍
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This one is going to seem like a no-brainer. It's not.
Sometimes, adulthood is just making bad decisions (or ones that just feel bad) and sticking with them. Whether it's seeing out a terrible job, paying all your bills early and leaving yourself nothing to live on, or eating lackluster Pinterest salads for the rest of the week. Sometimes you just have to suck it up to achieve your goal 🥅 !
365ish days ago I made a decision. To change my hair, and ergo my life.
Love your self. Black, white, alone, in a relationship, sorta short, freckly or what have you.
Impossible price tags, security guards, and patrons staring in consternation at inscrutably abstract "arts". What do you think about when you hear the term "museum"?
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. 📠
*Disclaimer* Finish (with mastery and understanding) this book as quickly as you can! Do not wait, or procrastinate, or budget it out to last the 90 days! Do not make the same mistake I did in treating it like "The 90 Day Pocket Guide"! It should be called "What to Do and Expect in Your... Continue Reading →
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.
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!?
When you’re a baby, no one shames you for not speaking English. Or any language besides cooing and burbling. {Actually no one should shame anyone for not speaking English, but that’s neither here not there! Heck you, xenophobes!} So why is it that once you you pass through the invisible doorway to presumed adulthood, are we suddenly expected to know everything!
Here goes something new. I'll admit I was a little uncomfortable reacquainting myself with a camera. Knowing it would capture my new adult body a little less forgivingly. Knowing that I'm still writing and rewriting my definition of sexy on an etch-a-sketch.
Heck it!
She’s old, and likes to lie. But in reading her humorous and heartfelt journey to self-fulfillment, I was inspired and reassured. If Shonda Rhimes, the inventor of Thursday nights can struggle and shine, so can I.
Natural disasters, if not fatal, are often defining moments. Turning points. Do you muster the strength to start anew? What do you learn? How do you grow?
So, I'm 83 years old. Well, I feel like it. Although I'm sure that's inaccurate. Octogenarians are probably full of as much zest as their feeble dusty bodies can muster. Grateful for every moment and looking forward to the next. Brimming with wisdom and contentment given all that they've seen. I am 26. Newly 26, and... Continue Reading →
This quick costume is for the 90's sitcom lover and black culture enthusiasts. (NO BLACK-FACE ALLOWED) It cost 20 dollars to make including the wig, brows, and mustache.
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