Party people: I rarely wear jumpsuits. Because when I do wear them, I look with child. And since I'm not with child and haven't ever been with child, you can imagine me wanting to avoid appearing that way when it comes to my personal style. Nevertheless, while at Ross a week or so ago, I …
Le 40 is Le Terrifying and I Can’t Understand Why.
Y'all. Why am I so scurred about turning 40???? A bit of background: growing up, no age ever really scared me off. I ached to be 12. I couldn't wait to be 16. 21 was super cool. 25? Give me 5. And if you've read any of my past posts, you know about the wonder, …
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How to Adult.
Because let's be honest: there was no real manual to prepare for adulting when we were kids, was there? Sure, our parents may have given us advice and even perhaps provided their own living example. But we were destroying playing Legos and watching Jem and the Holograms. We--I, for sure--weren't paying attention. And then you …
Fabu Fashion: Tasty Weekends.
How was your weekend, wherever you are? Mine was delicious. Not only because of the food I ate (and yeah, I keep eating like my metabolism is 16 years old and not close to a brand new decade; we will discuss later), but because Texas gave us two beautiful, sunny, warm, breezy days that were …
it chose me.
It was inevitable that fiction would choose me, that my world would become consumed by it. From the fairy tales my mother brought before me, to the fascinating living stories around me, to the nursery rhymes that incited such vivid images in my mind, to the billowing curtain in my childhood bedroom that, to me, …
Starring This Square Peg as Herself.
I was 11 years old, a quiet sixth-grader. That day, we embarked on a field trip to a place called Hemlock Overlook. The bus ride was animated, filled with the excited conversations of my fellow classmates. I silently observed the scenes passing us by and wondered just where we were headed. Field trips had always …
Fabu Fashion Monday: Wedding Fro/Flow
Hey y'all. I had the pleasure of attending the nuptials of two dear friends this past weekend and wanted to share what I wore, what I did with Her (my hair, as you know), and other tings. Let's, shall we? What I wore: So I suffer from this problem I'd like to call "forgets that …
Black Panther. So. Lit.
You already know how I feel about Mr. Boseman. Anywho, as you also may know (please, please know this; like, I enjoy under-the-rock living, too, but you need to know this), Black Panther, the next movie in the Marvel Universe, is set to open this coming Friday. Saying I can't wait is certainly an understatement. We …
things i currently need #10: stuff and tings.
I'll link to #1-9 needful things at the end of this post because it's been a while since this feature and I miss those halcyon days. Anywho, shall we get to it? I need to feel this way right now. Just pure insouciance. I tend to be tightly wound, remember? Sometimes I feel anxiety wrapping itself …
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“when you gonna make up your mind?”
Confession: I lost a bit of myself in 2017. I think it happens to every woman. Here and there, pieces of who we are, good pieces, at that, begin to crumble at our feet. The sources of that quiet, subtle destruction are many. Discouragement, lack of confidence, heartbreak, loss, pain, unhappiness--so, so many things. Womanhood …
This Square Peg. 