It's called a comfort zone for a reason: it's comfortable. My mom occasionally tells me the following: as a child, she would sit me in a spot and I would obediently stay there. Not fidgeting, not itching to move--glued to where I was placed and never giving cause to worry that I would disappear (unlike my …
it is advisable that we not remain friends.
I wrote this in 2012. Stuff was happening back then. These days, my quiet life is unencumbered by angry poems about silly boys. (Primarily because I'm married to Idris.) Happy Friday. it is advisable that we not remain friends. i will sabotage your efforts. you will bring this new girl to me, forgetting that our failed …
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Fabu Fashion Tuesday: It’s *Springtime.
*Which means the weather is wildly inconsistent. Nevertheless, since today is a good weather day (sunny, mid 80s), I decided to dress for the occasion. Away we go. If you can't tell, that's a peplum top. I paired it with my favorite black blazer (Sears; don't sleep on Sears) because the OK Corral keeps the …
The One and Done.
Other than drinking copious amounts of champagne while watching the Academy Awards when I was 16 years old (how nerds "turn up"; we all make mistakes), This Square Peg can't make it beyond one drink. I was reminded of this during the weekend, when a friend offered me wine at a cookout. After a few, tiny …
because it’s Wednesday.
Call me a polygamist if you like, but here it is: my heart doesn't solely belong to Idris. A heart can hold many rooms. So can an Italian villa. Anyway. This is Michael Fassbender. The hook, line, and sinker happened when he portrayed Edward Fairfax Rochester in the 2011 adaptation of Jane Eyre. I saw it …
The Chocolate Flapper.
First, hi. So last Saturday, a good friend of mine threw a decades party: guests were to choose their favorite decade and dress accordingly. Naturally, being that I love all things Twenties--the Jazz Age, Gatsby was running around (fictionally), and girls were bobbing their hair--it was a sure thing that I would arrive in my flapper …
I Volunteer as Tribute?
If you're talking about flying standby, then the answer is no. Sure, I'll volunteer for all kinds of things: bringing napkins and utensils to parties (not food; I'm sure the guests want to live to see another day); picking people up or driving someone to a destination; taking my sister's place so I can fight some kids for food. …
Throwback Tea-sday.
Look, a cup of tea fixes everything. It's a scientific fact. (It's not, but let's just agree, shall we?) The best part of my day at the OK Corral is getting up from my desk and grabbing a cup of tea at the cafe we have here in the building. Sipping that warm, vanilla-tinged liquid …
I Didn’t Forget.
In July 2005, my family lost my beloved father in death. Naturally, all things suffered because of this loss, which meant my overall desire to do anything. One of those things was writing. Significant because writing has always been my tool for dealing with personal pain; my longstanding avenue for catharsis. But I didn't want to pick …
Meanwhile, (back) in Paris…
...we did a photo shoot in the City of Lights during our trip. One of my girls is developing a travel site and wanted some shots of the three of us gallivanting around the city. Here are three of my favorite shots (honestly, all of the photos are my favorite); I'll share more as we merrily …
This Square Peg. 