Sure, you can expect a post on my final day at the OK Corral, my last day in the office, my final 8 hours, my final shift, my final time wondering if the HVAC guys have a vendetta against me, based on how cold it is in this place all year long. But I want …
Geneviève.
That's the name I've given my wig. SN: wigs are like sliced bread when it comes to my eternal love and devotion. I can slap a wig cap over my two-strand twists that I didn't feel like taking out--which is exactly what's going on as we e-speak--and transform my entire look for the day. Pretty …
Odes.
As the days dwindle down and my time in this metropolitan area rapidly passes me by (funny how time never flew when I had no plans to leave; a.k.a., life), I was reflecting on a few things that I will actually miss about living/working in this area. (Positivity, right?) Walk with me. Somewheres, VA, where …
20 (Maybe) Weird Things.
I've said it before: we're all weirdos. See the following. I read over people's shoulders on the train, especially when they have hefty, voluminous books in their hands. I mean, how can I be a legitimate bookworm if I don't hoard what you're reading? If you stand too close to me anywhere, this is clear …
because I’m petty.
No other way to say it. I just am. Anywho, I wrote this brief essay/diatribe. Happy Tuesday. Miss Petty Boots 2016 You don’t recognize me, do you? You’re doing that I’m trying to place that face squint with the head tilt to the side, as if the re-positioning of your head and narrowing of your …
Give Me the Panic Attack with a Side of Nervous Breakdown. And a Diet Coke.
If you'd like to order that particular meal/psychotic break, attempt to clean up Chernobyl your room and simultaneously pack up your life for a move across several states. I started this week. Let's just say that my mother and sister had to repeatedly tell me to calm down. Like stop from taking a swan dive from …
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30 Days.
Recall our discussion about comfort zones and the changes looming in my life. Well, hear ye, hear ye... I'm moving! After nearly 30 years of living in Somewheres, VA, in 30 days, I will be moving to the Dallas, Texas area. Since revealing this news to my family and friends, I've received responses that range from shock …
Pinspirations.
Hi, there. So I went to Pinterest a few weeks ago to get some ideas for my next protective style. As you know, I've been protective styling it more often than not, ever since my crochets in February. After deciding that I wanted some cornrows, I eventually descended into the sweet Pinterest rabbit hole, where you …
Products from Heaven: Vanilla, Shea, and other Non-Edibles.
Hi. I'm in love with the following three products. Links are also provided, if you'd like to take a look at them and welcome them into your world: Olay Ultra Moisture Vanilla Indulgence Body Wash It's not edible. But I must stress that when I use this body wash, it feels like I'm swimming in …
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The Spray of Water.
Let's just get into it. When I was 15 years old, I was washing dishes in my 10th grade Home Economics class one day. Since I was barely passable during the cooking part, but bomb when it came to suds and plates, I was very comfortable at the sink. A boy in my class, Mario, …
This Square Peg. 