What an introduction. Let's get right to it: when Her Excellency was was still on the air with her daily talk show, I won tickets to be part of her audience. Back in 2011, I remember going on the official website for the show and noticing one of the upcoming episodes. The theme of the …
smile. (😒)
"Smile!" I've heard it most of my life. And if you have a resting fierce face like me, you've heard it, too. Strangers, random folks--they all seem to take pleasure in viewing our stony features and commanding us to break into grins. Like me, do you want to push said people over to the ground …
big bag, small bag.
Once upon a time, our fair chocolate princess was at work and in the middle of typing when a sharp pain shot though her wrist. Of course, she gazed at her wrist as if the body part could communicate why it did this to her. Thankfully, there was no answer (talking body parts may be cute in …
fruit salad.
Can I tell you how much I miss my tropical paradise/coconut/fruit salad? I will. December 2016 was the last time I: saw my curls got the chance to detangle as I go run my fingers through my kinks engaged in hours-long twisting sessions while catching a movie on the Netflix  "tamed" these edges before pushing …
it’s morning…
Curious about how This Square Peg energizes for the day? *Or whether she actually gets energized for the day? Read about my morning routine below... My alarm is set for 6AM. I turn it off and then sleep until 630AM. It is what it is. After the usual morning things, I hop into a scalding hot shower …
Discoveries. (Or, Eureka, We Keep Finding Her.)
We never stop growing and learning about ourselves, do we? Below are some of the things I've realized about myself lately, because I'm all about epiphanies, epiphanies, epiphanies...anyway, read on, s'il vous plait. Discovery: I receive a special kind of joy from unsubscribing to the abundance of emails that clog my various inboxes. There's nothing like …
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rant? what rant?
You guys. When ladies change their hair, here's the thing: their faces stay the same. I can't count how many times it's happened to me. It even happened today. Meeting people that I've met before and noting their obvious confusion based on a lazy lack of recognition. But we know each other, sir/madam. We laughed. …
Dear Leonard Sotten:
My, Leonard. You seemed like such a wonderful, patient, kind man, and these are pretty important things if we're going to be married. And based on last night's sweet dream, we were. I'd love to know how we met or all the fun things we did during our courtship, or even how you proposed--I hope it …
nope. can’t do it.
When I was a senior in high school, I did something that defied all the parameters of shy girl status: I auditioned for a musical in my high school. *cue shock* Yes, your Square Peg, who enjoyed life behind the shadows, who always volunteered to be the narrator (and when she wrote her own stuff …
On Smart Cookies.
Let's celebrate this Throwback Thursday with a 'lil story/psychoanalysis/discussion/boatloadof unanswerable questions, shall we? I'll start by saying this: I'm a smart cookie. No shade or ego. I simply own my intelligence. And if you haven't done the same thing, please do. You're not walking around telling perfect strangers that you know it all. You're just …
This Square Peg. 