Ironically, I gave 2020 the word “Discipline” as the word of the year. Of course, at the time I meant discipline in my plan, my studies, my bar prep, my financial goals, etc., but as God would have it, 2020 has been a year of discipline in my faith. What is faith? Webster’s dictionary defines it…Read more The Myth of Certainty
“AHAHAHAHA Stupid.” – Eartha Kitt, on Compromise and Love. If that quote didn’t automatically trigger you to think of Eartha Kitt’s iconic video/message on Compromise, please head to youtube right now and bless yourself. I've had inspiration multiple times this past year to write about my experience in dating but I’ve stopped myself every time.…Read more Compromise For What?
I can vividly remember the ending of a school year in elementary and the pure excitement surrounding the start of summer. Kids would swarm your desk with a freshly minted copy of this year’s yearbook, jolting a pen in your face, asking you to sign. I always hated when kids wrote “H.A.G.S.” It’s the equivalent…Read more H.A.G.S
So as you know, I only write when inspired. This isn’t the first time that I’ve had inspiration in the past few months but it’s the first time in a long time that I have found the time, effort, and free enough headspace to sit down and piece this together. As life would have it,…Read more Level Up
Secondhand Blackness. Like most phrases I’ve coined on this blog post, pure circumstance brings them about and this particular feeling prompted me to share a piece of my truth as a young, educated, Black woman. To be clear, however, this is how I define it: Secondhand Blackness /sɛ́kəndhæ̀nd blǽknəs/ noun Similar to secondhand embarrassment, it…Read more Secondhand Blackness
It’s been a minute since I’ve typed anything other than the facts, issue, holding and reasoning of a case...but here we are once more. As I’ve articulated on this blog in other posts, life, particularly our deeply roosted issues and desires always manage to creep up on us no matter how busy we become. And…Read more Molly.
New. That's what I'm living right now. Like a freshly unwrapped Christmas gift. Life is shiny. New school, new home, new nail tech (she ain't got shit on Tami though), new normal. New is great, new is a fresh start. But new is...temporary. Soon my toy will wear; it'll break or suddenly no longer garner…Read more New New.
As an avid music listener, I can honestly say the extent of female vocalists I listen to is rather limited. If its not Sade, Lauryn Hill or Erykah Badu I’m probably listening to a male artist. However, in the past two years my repertoire of female vocalists has multiplied. R&B is changing drastically and the…Read more Ctrl-Alt-Listen.
You're probably wondering why I named this blog post this and if in fact Black people do blush. Honestly, I don't know, and I don't know where I'm going with this but it's a realization I had when I was "blushing" (well I think). I can't actually confirm this or not cause it's not like…Read more Black People Don’t Blush.
I always laugh at what inspires me to write these posts cause its always the dumbest/funniest shit. This post was inspired by the recent Twitter drama that developed surrounding French Montana’s clapback, which was so loaded and funny, it definitely deserves to be placed in some clapback hall of fame. If you’re not familiar with…Read more Too Damn Sensitive