As much as I'm thankful and grateful for the journey of changes in this life of mine (it took a long time to fall in love with myself, for example; self-worth/self-respect/self-esteem came late for me, but those things came right when they needed to 👐🏾), some things remain exactly the same for your Square Peg. And …
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 …
The Three Faces of This Square Peg.
All the emotions in the span of the day. Or everyday, really, give or take. Grumpy, Somewhat Smiley, Eventual Smile. (I really need to exfoliate/moisturize my kissers before putting on my lip shade. That's Currant by MAC, by the way. Great for the autumn/winter months. It's just the lip pencil used all over.) All right. Onwards, upwards, …
Protective Styles and the Impatient Naturalista.
I can patiently wait in line for tickets to see a Broadway show. I can patiently wait in line at the grocery store. (Especially when I have literally one item and the woman in front of me has 26, even though we're in the 12 items or less lane.) I can patiently wait to meet the …
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how not to be ignorant about Africa.
We won't get into exactly what inspired this post, only that its absolute necessity is imperative. Shall we, then? Africa is a continent. Not a country. When something weird happens in a country within the continent of Africa, it does not represent the entire country where it happened, the people in that particular country, or the people …
This Square Peg. 