It was like a bad breakup…you know how it goes. The arguing, the silence, the threats, the longing, the tears. In the end, you’re shattered and left alone to pick up the pieces.
It was like a bad breakup…you know how it goes. The arguing, the silence, the threats, the longing, the tears. In the end, you’re shattered and left alone to pick up the pieces.
“Of course you’re here,” he said, “where else would I find you?” Raz and I…
In 2017, I committed to fully going natural and ceremoniously marked the occasion by doing…
We were at my grandmother’s funeral, 13 of her kids, and several dozen of us…
“Wisdom is not a product of schooling but of the lifelong attempt to acquire it.…
How does the saying go? “A woman who cuts her hair is about to change…
There is no feeling that compares to the car ride from Midway Airport to my…
Time to wash my hair! I decided to dye my hair purple with MOFAJANG Hair Wax since I’m in the house bored and have nothing better to do than experiment with my hair.
It is my belief that you don’t choose New Orleans – New Orleans chooses you. Those who have fallen for her, live with her, are sprung, lost and turned out in love with her, know exactly what I mean.
This week my hair journey started off with a trip to the natural hair care section in Target. I’m annoyingly opposed to stocking up on hair products and often wait until a product is empty to re-up.