I've always prided myself on being a healthy fat. A fat girl, "but I could hit the splits tho", a fat girl, but, I had perfect blood pressure, cholesterol and average blood sugar, a fat girl, but "yo nigga bound " a fat girl, but anyways, you get the gist. These were all things that … Continue reading Healthy Fat; and “the shuuga”
Sigh… So there is a video going around Facebook of a mother and child sitting in the car, the child is crying and the mother is fighting back tears and asking the child questions about the father. The child ultimately says something along the lines of “I don’t have a daddy” and the mother begins … Continue reading When the Family Fueds…
I have wanted locs since I was 15 years old. My mom wasn’t with the loc shit at all I still got sent to the hair shop every other Saturday to get my hair “tamed.” When I got to be about 16 years old, I decided that I would go natural. Now, natural hair has … Continue reading Locs of Love
For my new year affirmation, I said that I would lose 50 pounds before summer begins and stop eating meat. I prepared by rubbing my hands together like Birdman Sr. and uttering “this finna be a breeze.” I obviously did something wrong, cuz I’ve only worked out three times (ain’t lost a single pound) and … Continue reading Work It Out!
There is no such thing as “sounding white” especially if you “sound white” at work. It is called a “work voice” and everyone should have one. Unfortunately, I have worked around hundreds of white people and they do not have any type of “work voice” they say what the hell they want, when they want, … Continue reading Adjacent Tip:
I have never been into making New Year resolutions, because I know my ass won’t stick with them. This year was no different. Instead of making a resolution I tried to manifest the following: I will not deal with fuck niggas I will not get any BD meat (that might not happen, cuz that shit … Continue reading New Year, Same Ol’ G
I haven't been writing because I've been fucking planning. My baby turned three on December 11th. My birthday is December 13th (I know, no one cares). Before this party, he had only had small gatherings at home with his dad and I. This year, I finally felt like he was ready and that he would … Continue reading The Pordee…