At any moment of the day I can simultaneously be a bitch and a saint. However, It’s not up to me to change someone’s point of view on who I am. My only job is to BE ME.
Tag: African American women
New York, Year One: Always Get High on Your Own Supply
Somewhere around 1:30 on the afternoon of January 8, 2014 as I was driving over the Verrazano Bridge into Brooklyn, I suddenly saw the Empire State and Chrysler buildings in my side view and I began screaming wildly with joy. It was a good thing that I was traveling alone because I probably would have…
For the Love of Titi
On an early Saturday morning in August, I arrived in midtown to take on a personal development course. It had already been a VERY long and a VERY hot first summer in New York for me. I was grinding hard to make my writing hustle come together, I was nearing the end of my long-distance…
Bringing My Milkshake Back to the Yard
Maybe I just needed to move my milkshake to a bigger yard. Maybe I have a special glow now that I’m living in the city of my dreams. It’s been quite refreshing to finally have my milkshake on a yard where it’s appreciated.
Becoming a Thing of Beauty
When my Ghanian Sweetheart came to visit me in Brooklyn a few weeks ago, we had a rather curious discussion about the current chocolate “It” girl of the moment, the beautiful and amazing Lupita Nyong’o. My honey found an article discussing how Norwegian women were shaving their heads to emulate Nyong’o’s now iconic short afro….
The Ink Well 