“Me myself and I” is my favorite song by Beyoncé. I know you didn’t ask, but just in case it ever came up in a Cameil trivia game, now you know. From a young age, I’ve always related entirely too much to music that was way beyond my years. Hence why I knew the lyrics to Ludacris’ - “What’s your fantasy” by heart at age 8. I also can’t forget the way I sang “So Anxious” by Ginuwine either. Bro had hits back in the day. Needless to say, I’ve always had a love for music and aligned myself to artists that I felt spoke to me. It’s also the reason I go to more concerts than parties in a given year. Music is my therapy - and that’s exactly what I plan on using to get me through my first break up.Read More
As you read this content, please be mindful of transparency. The purpose of my transparency is to capitalize on the importance of honesty and disclosure for healing and awareness. I remain honest with myself to exude a genuine approach to my personal view on mental health. Every person that is meant to read this post will stumble across it in just the right time. Think— “What can I get out of this post today? Can I share this with someone who may take something from it?”Read More
With a new year comes new goals, new challenges, new aspirations and of course reflections on what the past year has left us with. This past year I graduated college, I successfully took on two new jobs, I made money doing things I love, I helped people when I could, nurtured relationships that mattered, distanced myself from ones that didn’t and I finally began to see more of the person I’ve been aiming to be.Read More
Women are often given credit or props for "taming" a man. My worth determines my requirements and my standards ensure all requirements are met. If they have to be lowered in order for you to qualify with hopes that one day I'll successfully tame you and finally get what I deserve, then you are not the man for me. I don't find that as a victory in having to force a grown man to give me the treatment my very essence should naturally demand, but not everyone is worth my essence.Read More
I'll love you tomorrow.
Next week and next month.
Next year and next lifetime.
No matter what.Read More
I had whole-heartedly given up on any prospects of prosperity with the below thirty degree climate of New York City’s eligible Bachelor’s. It had been two years since I moved back home, and I had enough of the empty text messages and situationships that resulted in nothing but surprise IG relationship statuses and WCW’s.Read More
On May 22, 2017 I got on a plane without an idea of what my newest life adventure would bring. After a 12 hour stopover in Cairo (you know I went to see the pyramids!), I went arrived in O.R Tambo International Airport in Johannesburg, South Africa.Read More
Big booty. Check. Cornrows. Check. Tanned skin. Check. Doorknocker earrings. Double check. No this is not a Kylie Jenner Barbie checklist but a small collection of appropriations committed by white “entrepreneurs” who happen to overwhelm both the social and traditional space.Read More