Nous sommes arrivés, mes amis! (We have arrived, my friends.) And if you're impressed by my amazing French language recall, don't be. After eight whopping years of French teachers beating me over the head with masculine, feminine, passé composé and conditionnel, I had to type that sentence into my trusty language app on …
Blogtober (Redux) #22: Mild Dispute at the London Eye
Mild and hilarious. One late afternoon, a few steps away from the London Eye, I gazed at up at the structure. Me: Is it a Ferris wheel? My English Hostess: Of course not. Me: Well, it's round, right? And moves around in a circle? MEH: Well, yes. Me: Doesn't that make it a …
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The Value of Tough, Ouch-y Love.
I wrote the following essay last year and submitted it to HelloGiggles. Wasn't published, but such is life. I'm proud of it all the same. Check it out below. Feel free to let me know what you think. The Value of Tough, Ouch-y Love Deep down, I knew it was coming. As I informed the …
Fabu Fashion Monday.
But it's Tuesday, This Square Peg. Do you own a calendar over there where you are? I do, I do. Wanted to share what I wore last night to a spoken word event at Busboys & Poets, which featured one of my very talented friends. Can I just say that she was awesome? To share one's …
It’s a Swap Thing. (Blogtober #27)
This past weekend, me and a good friend decided to host a Natural Hair Swap Party. And it was all kinds of awesome. The Original Plan: a year ago, as my friends sat in a car and discussed the different products we use for our natural manes and how effective/ineffective they were, I found it interesting …
Leaving Las Vegas. (Blogtober #11)
I'm leaving on a jet plane... Typically, when vacations end and I'm on a plane about to head back home, I nurse that melancholy, vacay-is-over-back-to-work-help-me feeling. Reason #1,097,012 why I need to quit my job, gain some kind of independent wealth, and just travel the world and write. Anyway, I've decided, as I wait for …
Autumn in Vegas: Chill. (Blogtober #10)
On this, our final full day in Las Vegas, we visited the home of my bestie's niece and enjoyed a hearty dinner with her family. I am full, content, and slightly melancholy at my vacation ending tomorrow. But the end of a vacation means another should come soon, right? Plus, I made a new friend. …
kiss me like you mean it. (no, please don’t.)
When I arrived, I wanted to kiss the ground. Yet, I refrained. Possible hepatitis by way of the ground, even the French kind, is still hepatitis. Anyway. Other places I wanted to kiss, but didn't, because my rabid love of Paris didn't mean I was crazy: I wanted to kiss the triangle things at The …
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The Thing about George Clooney.
You don't want to hear about the other thing about George Clooney, which is my undying admirating for this generation's Clark Gable and his suits and that salt-and-pepper hair. And I won't do that to you. However, it's the present thing about him that has captured my attention. Rumors abounded this weekend that Clooney had …
Stories about Words. (Aplomb)
I've been a lover of words since I can remember, especially when my father bought me my first dictionary when I was 10 years old. (Being 10 and randomly finding the definition for decade one day made things even sweeter.) Once in a while, I'll tell you some memorable stories about my ongoing love affair with words. Aplomb (noun) - …
This Square Peg. 