A Word to the Wise: “…cuz blk ppl like to do that…”

February 26, 2010 at 10:47 PM | Posted in Ah C'mon!, Don't be a Dummy, Gimme a frickin break!, Hear me ROAR!, Higher Definition, I have had enough | 3 Comments

Editor’s Note: My friend was on facebook and found this little gem of perspective and enlightenment…

Result: 1 boy
you will have one boy and you will call him joshua.He will enter the olympics as swimming,he loves music and makes his own songs,he is a loving boy and you should be proud..

Matt LaBella


sooo whys thur a picture of soulja boy .. lol
19 minutes ago

Lauren Moser


I wasn’t told I was taking a quiz to see how many black babies I would have…
11 minutes ago

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Top 10 reasons why work NEVER stresses me out

February 18, 2010 at 3:25 PM | Posted in Do something whydoncha, Don't be a Dummy, Higher Definition, I support this, Uncategorized | 3 Comments

10. Panic is pointless
I am more likely to keep my cool than not, simply because panic and stress offers no real solution except panic and stress. It is inefficacious of any form or fashion of progress. Freaking out does not solve the problem nor does it make the process go smoothly. It’s more logical to identify the problem, sort through what needs to be done and get on with it already!

9. I’ll respect you
I respect everyone because we are all human. Respect is a freebie from me. Worthy until proven unworthy.

8. I don’t care about your attitude
I’m cordial and pleasant to everyone. I acknowledge and speak to everyone I work with. If a colleague chooses to have an attitude that’s their business, not mine. I’ll carry the same tune I had before and after your venom.
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Unfairly stigmatized

February 17, 2010 at 1:08 PM | Posted in As A Man, Hear me ROAR! | 8 Comments

I wear them. Have been an avid fan since I was able to but them with money I earned. What makes them different than any other stocking with a pattern? I even wear them to work with knee-length skirt and longer. I think they are absolutely fine to wear. Anywhere.

Curse words
I do it. You do it. What the f*$@ is the problem?

Single people
As I’ve said before here, “singledom” is not a sickness, condition, or disease. Sometimes it is a choice, it is a lifestyle, it can even be a way of thinking. I call it the joie de vivre. What makes a person in a relationship more happy than me? Get over it already.

5 inch heels
I love heels. I love love LOVE them. Why? Many reasons, but it seems like anytime I wear my customary 5 inches I’m met with gasps and agape mouths and the culprits are mostly women. “How can you walk in those?” they exclaim. One foot in front of the other. Genius.
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You have a child sir? This date is over

February 15, 2010 at 7:53 PM | Posted in As A Man, Gimme a frickin break!, Hear me ROAR!, Love, Dating & Relationships | 13 Comments

Editor’s Note: I don’t date men with kid(s). Period. Here’s why.

5. Your baby mama
Does this really need an explanation?

4. I don’t like kids
Yea, kids are fun, cute, and they say the darndest things. I don’t like ’em. I can do without ’em. I’m sure I’ll like my kids. Maybe not. But I know I will definitely love them. Because I kinda sorta have to.

3. You’re at a stage in your life that I am not even close to.
Whether or not we’re the same age, you now have responsibilities I cannot empathize with, you are a father. You are responsible for another life. The only life I am responsible for, is mine.

2. I don’t care about little Ashley’s play
Conversation about your child is inevitable and to be frank, I really don’t care. I don’t really want to hear about a child that I have no connection to.
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The man himself: Oscar de la Renta

February 11, 2010 at 9:34 PM | Posted in Abs Fab, Fashionista, I support this | 2 Comments

I have loved Oscar de la Renta ever since my mother ripped a picture of one of his beautiful designs out of Vogue, and went searching for the right materials along with my grandmother to create my prom dress. And she did. Beautifully. So imagine my excitement when six years later I’m in his office and telling him the story and showing him the picture of the magazine tear out (yes i saved it for 6 years) and showing him pictures of my prom dress.
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An X signifies being crossed out. From my life.

February 11, 2010 at 12:09 PM | Posted in I support this, Love, Dating & Relationships, Please don't be "that girl", Please don't be "that guy", Soapbox in the Raw | 3 Comments

We all have exes. Ex-boyfriends, ex-flings, ex-friends ex-acquintances. I can honestly say I have no regrets about past relationships, friendly, romantic, professional or otherwise. While I don’t believe in burning bridges I don’t believe in looking back either. I like to keep it moving in one fluid direction. I don’t think you should entirely eliminate your past from your present but there’s a reason why they are past. You have moved past them, and the situation that afforded their presence in your life. I do believe in second chances but I am slow to dole them out. Extremely slow. Especially if their exodus was on less than pleasant terms.

I had an ex try to rekindle a flame that was long extinguised. We went to lunch and he kept pressing me for information on my love life. I was slightly disgusted at his gall and laughed off his persistence. I’m no fool, I know this “friendly lunch” was going to take a turn for the worst if I entertained the bull. That’s none of your business sir and it will never be.  After lunch, we parted ways. He reached out. I rejected. I’m open to being civil, cordial, and even friendly with an ex, I am on good terms with all exes of mine, but romantic? Not at all. What for?

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I will now robotically purchase all Old Spice products for every man in my life

February 11, 2010 at 11:19 AM | Posted in As A Man, Boys! Boys! Boys!, Ca-yute! | 1 Comment

This is genius.

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5 reasons why my father RUINED my dating life!

February 10, 2010 at 9:31 PM | Posted in As A Man, Higher Definition, I support this, Love, Dating & Relationships | 9 Comments

5. He never made me mow the lawn
My family is very traditional in the way of gender roles. My father fixed the cars, mowed the lawn, lifted heavy stuff, opened the jars, didn’t want my mother to work (but she did) and my mother cooked, cleaned, sewed and did the shopping. These responsibilities were passed on to me and my sister as the male roles were passed on to my brother. My brother and father were the only two that ever mowed the lawn. I believe women can do anything a man does and vice versa but I’ll be damned if my mate doesn’t intervene when I try to lift a hundred pound couch solo.

4. He cooked for me on my 13th birthday
This was my special birthday request. My father worked very long hours and commuted 4-5 hours 5-7 days a week. He cooked but rarely, but his food was amazing! I’m sure he could have used the time it took to fulfill my special request to sleep or rest but he didn’t, he wanted to make me happy and that bomb meal did just that. The little things count and the fact I remember that gesture more than 10 years later is a testament to that.

3. He gossips with me
As I’ve said before I like free flowing communication. Anyone I deem important in my life is capable of this, especially my father. I could tell him  my middle toe itched and then a lint ball landed on the TV and he would chuckle or gasp at the story, and I’m sure he doesn’t care that, “Stephanie” from my 11th grade musical is now “Steve,” he still listens.
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If you have to cry…go to the bathroom

February 10, 2010 at 5:46 PM | Posted in I support this, Seriously? | 6 Comments

“If you have to cry,  go outside” – Kell on Earth

Kelly Cutrone. Thank you. Can you embroider this on a pillow, attach to the back of plane, splash it on a billboard in Times Square and tattoo it on my forehead?

I can empathize with this largely because I absolutely HATE seeing people cry. Hate hate loathe abhor hate! I’m not insensitive and I am very in touch with my “feelings” but like Kelly said “go outside,” my advice is to “go somewhere” if you feel you’re going to cry in a public setting. ESPECIALLY at work. That is HA-UGE NO-NO. Your place of employment is not the stage for waterworks, or a pity party. Besides being unprofessional it is downright uncomfortable for those around you. Mainly people like me.  People who will look at you like you have 98,496 heads if you start with that nonsense.
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‘Madre said’…Partie Deux

February 8, 2010 at 5:53 AM | Posted in I support this, Soapbox in the Raw | 6 Comments

Editor’s Note: My mother’s words of wisdom are front and center AGAIN, as if they had anywhere else to go.

5. “Wear different coats, you don’t want to be known as ‘that girl that wears the purple jacket, that’s embarrassing.'”
My mother believes in taking pride in your appearance and keeping your wardrobe fresh. She said she hates seeing people wear the same winter coat over and over for the whole entire season. Those that do will be doomed to the aforementioned fate.

4. “Don’t ever tell someone they gained weight. Because if you noticed, they noticed.”
I gained 45 pounds during my undergrad years. Yes you read right 45. That’s a lot right? That’s sick. I lost 35 of it last year because my mother asked me to go on a diet with her. I knew I wasn’t the same sports every season skinny mini I was in high school and although my family was less that discrete in their gym suggestions, they were never cruel because if they noticed my third chin, they knew I was looking at it everyday too.

3. “We abuse you because then nothing anyone says in the world will affect you because you’ll be like “Ppsssh my mother says worse.”
My parents were tough as nails on us growing up. They took no mess and were the last to baby us. They were ruthless. I pointed this out to my mother in high school and her appropriate response was this quote. It’s totally true though, I could care less what the water cooler is saying because I endured much worse torture as a toddler.

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