I think that as we get older, we experience fewer firsts. This weekend, I experienced a new first in a while: the opportunity to attend an orchestra. I have to admit that I was not thrilled at the invite. My friend was the excited one; she had been planning this for weeks. On the bus… Continue reading Firsts – ‘The Orchestra’
I’ve decided to start this new category of posts called… dun, dun, dun! “Adventures in Skincare.” Short blurb – When I tried this face mask, I got compliments the next day of my skin looking “radiant” and refreshed. For the record, I have combination skin and a dark complexion. What You’ll Need: 1 tsp… Continue reading Turmeric and Sugar Face Mask
I wonder what’s on your mind And I wonder how you can push me to the back Of it. I protest against that. I love like a Civil Rights’ Activist.
“I do not slice the tires, I do not burn the photos, I do not write the letter, I do not beg. I do not ask for forgiveness. I do not hold my breath while he finishes. The man tells me he does not love me, and he does not love me. The man tells… Continue reading Olivia Gatwood – “Alternate Universe in Which I Am Unfazed by the Men Who Do Not Love Me.”
This is one of my favorite spoken word poems. It’s a lesson every girl/woman should learn early on. Remember… “It’s flattering knowing men desire me. But then I remember a man would also have sex with a McChicken. So I don’t let it get to my head.” Adriana Lima Here’s a link to the performance… Continue reading Sarah Kay “The Type”
There’s this quote from the movie Grease, where Sandra Dee gets her heart broken by Danny Zuko. The Beauty Queen Drop Out tells Sandra “Men are rats. They’re fleas on rats. Worse than that, they’re amoebas on flees on rats!” Bear with me here, because I have quite a bit of experience in getting my heart broken.… Continue reading Jealous? Or Crazy?
After five long years – yes, five – I graduate with a BA in Communications next June. You might have some questions like “why five?” and “what the hell do you do with a Communications degree anyway?” My Mom definitely had some questions, and after coming to my senses and prioritizing, I realize I… Continue reading Note to My Younger Self – Or, any college freshman, really.