I'm Back!

Wow it's been around 6 months since my last post.  So much has changed. I've matured so much this year. Hard to believe I will be 24 in less than a week.  I feel like a new and improved woman. So much to tell you. Where to begin......

Tennyson Hardwick

So for the past couple of years I've been all into Blair Underwood's books! They are surprisingly good.  I've noticed that while I will read just about anything my fav type of books are mysteries.  The main character in these books is Tennyson Hardwick, a part-time actor, part-time bodyguard that stumbles upon dangerous situations. It sounds corny and predictable but it is anything but cheesy. I can't put the book down when a new one comes out.  Right now I am reading the latest installment From Cape Town With Love and so far I am loving it. My mother read it before me and she said there are soooo many twist and turns....that's it for now. I will be sure to give my review when I'm done.

Depression

What is depression really? People are so quick to say I'm depressed, but is it really just you not getting your way? Your too old to throw a temper tantrum so you blame depression.

According to Webster's depression is "a condition marked by an inability to concentrate, insomnia, and feelings of helplessness and dejection." Sure we've all felt helpless and dejected. After my first break up I felt like death. I cried at their drop of a dime. I missed work and the list goes on.

But was I truly depressed....I dont know. I'm not a psychologist, but I got over it pretty quickly so I assume I wasn't.

I guess the point of my rant is I'm so sick of American's getting diagnosed with all these mental illnesses. Please get over it! You are making a bad name for those who are truly sick.

The End.

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Solange is Back!!

With a new wig and a Boxing Kitten outfit, Solange is making her public appearances for her up coming album.  Love her!!

This is still in heavy rotation on my iPod....

Random Thoughts

So it's been like forever since I've decided to blog, but I'm super happy the technology of today allows me to pick up where I left off......

So where do I start.....

I'm at a place in life where I can feel myself changing.  I'm known as the party diva, always with a drink in my hand and a man on my arms, but now that is old. I no longer need to party to a good time.  Give me a good book, red wine (or coffee), music, and a comfy couch and I am in second heaven.  And I'm actually not sad about this transition, I have lived my young single days to the fullest. I've partied until I pass out, I've traveled the world, and of course along the way I've made my mistakes (but have absolutely no regrets).  See all of this has made me who I am today, a strong, independent, fashionable, outspoken black diva, and I love the person I have grown into.

I know beyond a reasonable doubt who I am.  I know what makes me happy, mad, sad and everything in between.

I've learned that you can't please or like everybody. Some people will leave a bad taste in your mouth (literally and figuratively).

I've learned that I am not Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte, or Miranda. Instead I am a combination of all four fab women. I am searching for my Mr. Big and will not give up until I find him.  I fantasize of my perfect family and life just like Charlotte. I am a stubborn bish just like Miranda and most of all I am an outspoken independent freak like my girl Samantha.

I've learned that 95% of the time, my flaws can outshine my good qualities, but that doesn't make me a bad person, it make me human.

I've learned that sometimes you outgrow your friends and there is nothing you can do to stop it.

I've learned that always doing things to please your significant other and getting nothing in return, is not a relationship....it's a dictatorship.

I've learned not to listen to what other people say is the right thing to do. Instead you should listen to YOUR heart.

I've learned I cant live without shopping, reading, coffee, music, and makeup.

I've learned that no matter what Beyonce does, she will always be awesome in my book.

Lastly, but most importantly, I've learned that I always and forever will be goofy, self-centered, and materialistic and personally that is what I love about myself.

Fashionista's of the Day: 2010 Brit Awards

I have no idea what these awards are for *googling* ok they are basically the equivalent of the MTV awards. Pop culture.....

The Brit Awards, often simply called The Brits and stylized as The BRIT Awards, are the British Phonographic Industry's annual pop music awards

Alicia

Leona

Alexandria

Lady Gaga

Just kidding. But really I think this is too much even for her.

Fashionista of the Day: Solange

So I am obsessed (is that my word for the week or something) with the Knowles sisters. I mindlessly follow Beyonce and Solange like a puppy. Beyonce comes out with a perfume I buy it without even smelling it. Solange wears a fab blazer I'm on shopstyle trying to find a similar one.  I LOVE THEM!! So in honor of my infatuation here are some of my fav looks from my big sis Solange (and I thinks she rocks the natural like no other).

My Latest Obsession: Ancient Egypt

Ok so as previously mentioned I started reading Nefertiti a few days ago and WOW! I am completely obsessed with Ancient Egypt now.  Now I'm the type of person with will obsess over something and then be completely done with it 2 months later (probably why I just can't stay in a long-term relationship).  Lets see last year it was African American culture.  I was a hard core militant black person(I'm like a walking contradiction. Didn't I just right about interracial dating). 

But I wasn't angry at White people.  I was more so disappointed with the ignorance in our culture.  If it was up to the majority of us we would totally forget about Africa.  Oh and don't get me started on the whole "color" issue within our community.  Who cares if we are lighter than a brown paper bag?  I love the fact African American families are one of the few cultures that can have a rainbow of shades under the same roof (my mother is butterscotch, I'm caramel, my brother is toffee, and my stepfather is chocolate). And the more I read the worse it got. Now my anger has cooled down.  I mean don't get me wrong I'm still all for our people, and love reading FICTION on race issues, however I"m on to the next one.

Ok I'm so busy blabbing about African American's I've forgot what this post is about....oh yeah Egypt.  So anyways as I was saying *clearing throat*

Ancient Egypt is my latest obsession. I love to google different names of people and places and looking at the pics.  They are gorgeous! I try to imagine living in that area and I actually think it was so glamorous.  I looked at my universities class schedule and of course they do not have a class about Ancient Egypt (racist). So I plan on going over to the library and reading as much as I can about them

I've started a new historical fiction book called The Heretic Queen.  Its about the 19th century Egyptian Dynasty with Nefertari (Nefertiti's neice) as the main character. I haven't read enough to give a yay or nay but I will be sure to let you know.

Fashionista of the Day: Rihanna

Recently Rihanna has been disgusting me. I was a huge fan of hers during her Good Girl Gone Bad stage, but recently she has been real.......naked.  But I must say the past couple of weeks she is slowly starting to go back to the Rihanna we know an love.

At the Grammy's she looked amazing:

At an impromptu photoshoot in Australia(only RihRih can pull time look off):

And the FIERCE new video Rude Boy(its ok girl we know you can't dance but you are killing the island whine):

Interracial Dating

So I just got my March Essence magazine in the mail today and the topic of interracial dating was a hot topic.  Apparently many of the readers had their panties in a bunch over fine and sexy Reggie Bush on the cover of an issue about relationships. How dare they put this man dating a White...I mean Armenian woman on the cover of a magazine meant to empower African American women.

Personally when I saw the cover my mouth watered *moment of silence*  The last thing I was thinking is who this man is dating. (Especially since I hate the Kardashawhores).  Because for the hour or so it took me to read the mag, he was mine all mine.

The comments in the March Essence made me recall an African American Studies class a few quarters ago.  During one of the professors lectors the topic of interracial dating came up.  And let me tell you it almost caused a mini riot.  I go to a predominately white university but in the AAS class there were maybe at the most 5 white students.  For the only time at that university Blacks were the majority.  So anyways most of the Black people both male and female all agreed its not right to date outside your race.

Of course I had a different opinion.  I beleive you can't really control your emotions.  You can't really control falling in love with someone.  And no I wasnt raised around white people.  I'm from the hood.  Now I've never dated outside my race, BUT I'm open to the opporunity (praying my momma never reads this).  I mean don't get me wrong, when I see an attractive Black man with a snow bunny on his arm I automatically give the Oh No You Didn't look.  But after a few seconds my mind catches up with my heart. He can't control the fact that his soul mate happens to have the wrong pigmentation.

I personally think Indian(people from India not Native Americans) and Italian men are some of the most beautiful creatures ever made.  They literally take my breath away.  But when I really stop to think about it would I actually date them? *sigh* IDK? I mean what would my family and friends say?  And oh my gosh can you imagine when we went out in public?

See that is the mentality that's holding me.... no holding us back.  We as Black women are the first to yell I'm not married because all the BLACK men are taken by WHITE women.  Ok if thats the case what is holding us back from exploring different races?  Why do we have to sit around waiting for Black men to come to their "senses?" Why not find love in different places?  By not doing so are we actually perpetuating the stereotype?