It may have been five years since I last posted on this blog, but I have worn out three journals in the meantime. Writing is what I know and how I feel better. I release my thoughts, feelings, and ideas. For a long time, my childhood dream was to be an author. The go-to response to "what do you want to be when you grow up". The woman who wielded the pen to create the beauty beneath the pages of books I flew through. When exactly did that dream stop or die? I have no idea. Tod

Graduating university, or high school, gives us the perfect opportunity to reflect on the past and present. For me, I am reflecting on...

After a year and some change, I'm finally back to my blog. It has taken far too long. There are many reasons why I've been gone; school...

For Valentines Day this year, a student organization decided to do a photo shoot and campaign in honor of the lovely holiday. Their name...

Nappy is not nice. This is a so-called “truth” taught to countless black girls, beginning in their childhood. From as early as I can...

I can’t have a bad day. Now when I say that, it doesn’t mean in second grade I didn’t trip on my oversized skirt and expose my...

Blogging has been consistently trendy for the past few years now. I never once thought of starting a blog and hopping onto the bandwagon,...

I grew up in a household where “you’re so beautiful”, “look at my pretty girl”, and “you are beautifully, uniquely, and wonderfully made”...