Every now and again I see memes floating around, denoting how no one was with you shooting at the gym or how your friends will invest in all the name brands but not buy your products and I have had people explicitly ask me to the address thinking I would be on the side of friends needing to support their friends businesses. Sis, I am so very sorry but I am not with this rhetoric. Within the bounds of a healthy relationship, friends and family support in various other ways that a customer can never provide. Many of us coming
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I recently re-read James Baldwin's If Beale Street Could Talk. I sat on panel at SXSW with Barry Jenkins, Oscar
Giggle with me, because anyone who has followed me over the past three years likely believes I cannot be satiated
We forgive scammers as long as they sell us a vision of wealth. As an influencer, I am consistently confronted
I have a friend who claims to love dating boring men. I don't know that I believe her because while
I hate when people waste my time in ways that could have been prevented. I especially hate when those people look like me, are people who I want to uplift and respect but instead I'm looking at my phone trying to figure out how to even process the bullsh*t. How often am I inclined to start thoughts with "as Black people," "we Black women are..."? It's a reflex because I live and work within my own community so it's anecdotal to say that this is behavior uniquely reflective of Black women; it is not. However, it does hurt more as
Why do we believe that cutting ourselves off from the people who care about us, calling it something like “I’m
ArtParasite posted an article submitted anonymously entitled THE UGLY SIDE OF BEING A SINGLE, ATTRACTIVE AND AVAILABLE HETEROSEXUAL WOMAN, where
Originally published on TheRoot.com Being Mary Jane is back for a fourth season, and Mary Jane Paul is still pompously
According to Instagram everyone is living the carefree life. We work hard, play hard and slay while we do it.
I finally bought a car! After relocating from Washington, DC to Houston, Texas in August 2014, I finally bought a car. Yes after living 10 months in the big ole' suburban city that it's known for it's traffic, my East Coast city girl behind took the plunge on something that I was initially overwhelmingly fearful of doing. Besides being spoiled by public transit in New York City for close to eight years, the idea of simply walking into a car dealership was intimidating. Car marketing is rarely holistically targeted at women. And even when it is there is almost a
Bish you guessed! Hwah! I turned 30 years old last month and I'm still feeling like my young spring, regularly