The only person between you and that never-done-before experience is YOU.
In Defense of Gold Digging
While I understood Kanye’s intention with the song, I believe it made some women ashamed to expect or ask for the best from a man for fear of being labeled a gold digger.
I recognized that I was putting men into a husband-and-family express lane…
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.
Smashing the Zsa Zsa Zsu
I am a proud, Manolo Blahnik-aspiring disciple of the fictional yet fabulous Carrie Bradshaw. I fell in love with “Sex and the City” during its final season in 2003 just as I was embarking upon my first year of adulthood. As an aspiring New Yorker, I absolutely adored all of the show’s fashion, sky-high stilettos,…
Confidence is a MotherF*&%$@
(For all my sanctified friends, please get to the end of the post before you start praying for me. Well, pray for me anyway, but just pretend I didn’t start a blog post with an abbreviated curse word for the next 10 minutes. ) One of my favorite moments of my 30s thus far was…
Creating New Rules for Dating
Friends, I have to confess. The fount of my saltiness for my Valentine’s Haterade post was due to a boy. Yes, the queen of butterflies and rainbows momentarily took off her crown and became a Terry McMillan character for the day. It wasn’t a necessarily pretty journey but getting to the other side of my…