I made this face four years ago, according to my social media memories. Not much has changed. Same face. Same side eye. Same smh. Been a long day. Nevertheless: onwards.
Blogtober #4: Square Peg Sunday.
A few selfies for your Sunday, pre-mid morning quick errand run. It’s a lovely 74 degrees, breezy, sun shining. H Here’s to red lipstick and blue skies.
Autumn Promises (#4)
Dear Autumn, This morning, as I took my daily walk, I was immediately transfixed by the cool breezes awaiting me. With the bipolarity of the atmosphere here in Texas, I stopped short of fully declaring that it was finally fall, finally you (especially since it will be 90 degrees tomorrow, goodness), but I embraced your …
Shall We?
Yes, let's. Recently, I watched a heartwrenching video of a woman on social media who tearfully spoke of her frustrations while looking for love. Wanting to find the right one and that not happening. Being eternally and repeatedly ghosted. I highly identified with her. In a follow-up video, she spoke of some of the comments …
Dear Jerry from Walgreens.
When I approached the counter this morning, you gasped and declared me to be the most beautiful woman you had ever seen. A bit taken aback, I smiled underneath my mask (and yes, I wondered how you appreciated my beauty with a full mask covering my face with only my eyes visible) and thanked you. …
Singleton Photoshoots: The Quarantine Edition.
If you live alone like me and still have dress-up time during this quarantine (I happily put on makeup and shed the sweats for my weekly worship Zoom meetings and virtual ministry), selfies become a bit tiresome. Because all you largely do is selfie, quarantine or no. Alas: I have a solution, dear Singleton. You …
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A Black Woman and Her Hair.
***This post was inspired by a video I watched last night on YouTube from Whitney White, a natural hair influencer that I took note of years ago when I began my natural hair journey. See the video here. While watching the video, I felt the deeper implications of the joy Whitney felt when she cut …
Dear 2020.
I thought this was going to be our year. Remember, as 2019 fell to pieces and I began to slowly breathe again after one of thee most rotten 12 months of all time, what I whispered to you? That you would be different? That I would fall in love in 2020? That I'd find a …
On Fitness: The Quarantine Edition
Like I said in my previous post, I've been in no race to work out during this quarantine. *shrug* Anxiety, inertia, and just wrapping my brain around we're actually in a lockdown/quarantine while in the midst of a global pandemic tends to remove the desire to do anything but sit there and drink it all in. …
Positivity Post. (#1)
So...when it's hard to be positive (it's just in my bones, this struggle to remain positive about this weird life of mine, and this need to look at things as they unflinchingly are), sometimes you have to force the hand. In this case, although 2020 has so far been essentially 2019 squared, I want to …
This Square Peg. 