February 2012
38 posts
I miss being sexy for someone.
It’s one thing to put on your LBD and some high heels and go out looking amazing. That’s cool. But, it’s another thing when you do that and there’s one particular person who you’re trying to impress. They know your every curve and they’ll hold you in that perfect way.
It’s been soo long.
Sigh.
There are times in your life when shit just goes right.
After 8 months of shit going wrong, here in Texas, it’s finally going right.
Thank God.
Sometimes women have dumb theories.
You know, like one of the ones I used to hold firm: wait for a dude to talk to you. Don’t approach them first.
Then, it suddenly dawned on me while looking at some eye candy last night how idiotic that theory is. Sure, if a guy comes up to you, it means he’s interested. But, if you wait for someone to approach you, 9/10 it’s a lost cause. The worst thing that could happen if you...
TEXAS.
i’m here.
k bye.
so true
You meet someone. You two get close. It’s all great for awhile. Then someone stops trying. Talk less. Awkward conversations. The drifting. No communication whatsoever. Memories begin to fade. Then that person you know becomes that person you knew. Then they remember you exist.
I’ve been sad. I’ve been excited. I’ve been overwhelmed. I’ve been stressed. I’ve been happy.
Now, I am just at peace with leaving.
two. days. let’s do it.
Desiderata
My valentine’s day present to you. Read this today and cried. At least one line from this speaks to everyone. I bolded the ones that spoke to me the most.
Go placidly amidst the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and...
Sore thumb
Today, my coworker said, “Don’t wear your heels in Texas; people will judge you.”
My response: “I’m already judged here for how I dress.”
Her: “Yeah, but we judge you in a good way. You’re gonna stand out there.”
Me: “I’m a black woman in corporate america…I’m already standing out a bit.”
She and I have a fun,...
“That girl, she feels in italics and thinks in capitals.”
shout out to the ladies of brandeis for an amazing vagina monologues show last night. such powerhouses.
definitely making it a tradition to attend a performance each year.
best friends think alike. so i’m gonna echo my best friend’s recent post.
i just tweeted a list of things (tampons, birth control, hair and nail appointments, waxes) that dudes neverrr have to worry about. i, like many women, am guilty of not always being budget conscious with my money. but, there are definitely expenses for women that eat up our money. sure, you don’t HAVE to...
herconfessions:
Guys have it easy. It takes a lot of work/time/effort/money to maintain yourself as a woman. Betwen waxes, hair appointments, manicures, etc… all just to look presentable.
Whew.
preach.
things i would've never said a year ago (that i...
1) it’s good to cry
after all of the shit i’ve dealt with, i’ve come to terms with a very simple fact: people cry. life is messy and you can’t bottle everything in. sure, you shouldn’t cry at the drop of a hat but it also doesn’t make you any less strong if you shed some tears along the way.
2) i might actually want a child one day. (please note: child. not...
goodnight texts and morning sex.
oh, i miss you both.
on thursday, my father is either going to make or crush my life depending on what the verdict was from the tax man.
your girl has a credit card balance that she would like at zero.
today one of my coworkers called me a homebody and for a minute, i was actually sad. i have definitely traded my cranberry vodka college days for saturday nights watching movies on demand. but, i guess i’ve come to realize that with 40+ hours a week of my life completely out of my hands, when it comes to the evenings and weekends, i do what i want. as it should be. i’ve always been the...
a grown up moment
so, i just finished picking up new furniture with my old boston flame. i figured, with two weeks left, i should leave everything on a good note. things between us went from amazing to god awful in 50 seconds flat and i hadn’t seen him for a minute. but, we just hung out for a couple of hours and had a fun time…without pursuing any adult activities. that was probably what i was happiest...
started trashing stuff today that i’m not taking with me for the move. lots of papers from college that i thought i would need and then i realized 99.8% of that shit doesn’t matter in the real world.
looked around my apartment and got a little sad thinking about leaving this place. i’ve had a whole life here in massachusetts. ups, downs, romances, good days, bad days. kinda...
simpler times
Today, I looked at a picture. Fourth of July 2009. It feels like a time when everything was light. Happy. Normal. My biggest worries were class and my sorta kinda boyfriend. And, now, I’m on the cusp of moving across the country, still weighed down by issues that are etched in my memory forever.
January 2012
48 posts
70 degrees all week in dallas.
yeah, abt that move.
3 months and counting.
that’s aight…everything’s bigger in texas.
hopefully…EVERYTHING.
i’m almost done w/ hill harper’s book—one of the few books i’ve enjoyed in a long time. so, i’ve been thinking a lot about love/relationships lately.
i think a lot of people, myself included, want to be in a relationship because love is such a life-affirming thing. nothing really beats one kick ass person making you feel like you’re amazing no matter what....
a fresh brazilian >
that is all.
natalieraquel: But, I Don't Want To Mess Up My... →
fitvillains:
This post is for all ladies, but specifically ladies who’s hair… well… let’s just say those who’s hair is high maintenance.
Women of African American descent are specifically addressed, because this seems to be a bigger factor in getting them in the gym than their white…
^i am one of the most high maintenance people when it comes to my hair. i once made a friend drive to stamp...
my favorite part of the day
right before bed. work’s over and so are my routine night activities…working out, cooking dinner and doing dishes, making lunch for the next day, straightening up, picking out my outfit for the next day, and showering. then, i just sit on my bed, usually exhausted, and browse tumblr and the like. no more obligations…just dumb shit standing in between me and those coveted zzzs....
the holy shit moment.
i had that moment today when i realized in 3.5 weeks, i’m uprooting my entire life (again). as excited as i am, i’m also like whoa, 1800 miles is…a lot of miles. it still kind of feels unreal. wasn’t it just the end of november? didn’t i just find out this news? where did those 2 months in between go?
this program makes your life move at warp speed, professionally...
Valentine's Day?
I just realized feb 14 is soon. i guess that’s valentine’s day. cept, i also realized i haven’t cared because feb 14 is 2 other things. First, it’s V-Day, a global movement to end violence against women. Second, it’s my going away luncheon at work.
These things are both way more important. :)
More Hill Harper wisdom
“Oxytocin is responsible for the feel-good feeling we all get when we cuddle or have an orgasm. But here is the trick: women’s bodies secrete oxytocin more often than men’s bodies do, and women have more receptors in their bodies for the hormone. This means that every act of affection or sex is more biologically significant to a woman. While the hormone may be active in a...
fracture.
“When outside forces are applied to bone it has the potential to fail. Fractures occur when bone cannot withstand those outside forces. Fracture, break, or crack all mean the same thing. One term is not better or worse than another. The integrity of the bone has been damaged and the bone structure fails and a fracture occurs.”
some people leave scars. others just break shit. shatter...
The best relationship advice I've gotten to...
“There are no victims, only volunteers.”
The Conversation by Hill Harper. Read it.
“Right here, right now, you might be having a very difficult life. Lots of people...”
– Hill Harper