Why We Need to Stop Comparing Ourselves

For the Women Ladies, this one’s for us. With the way society is today, comparison is almost ingrained in our blood. We watch shows and there’s girls talking about how they wish they looked more like this celebrity or like some popular girl at school. It almost seems like conversation is meant to be like…

No Rest For The Wicked

They say there ain’t no rest for the wicked, but you’re not wicked, are you? I hope not. How many of you feel like you can’t catch a break? Anyone? I thought so. If it’s any consolation, I’m right there with you. It’s my last semester of undergrad and it seems like my to do…

My Social Media Audience

Knowing your target audience and keeping track of your current audience are key elements in moving forward with your business. Every business has a different, vastly diverse audience in multiple places. I currently am representing myself as a business as I tell personal, engaging stories through my blog and advertise them via social media. Ah,…

Yes, I’m Dating a Black Boy. No, I Do Not Care.

My boyfriend is black, friends and family disagree with my interracial relationship, and I simply don’t care. Welcome to my long journey to interracial independence. This guy right here? That’s my man. He may just look like an other guy to you, but to me, he’s my smart, handsome, stylish, amazingly talented best friend. This…

“To Go, Please!”

I love keeping busy. As a matter of fact, I thrive on it. Like a battery, I need my juice. “Coffee with a hint of vanilla and some honey, please.” I tell the barista as I impatiently shift my weight from one leg to the next awaiting my much needed burst of energy. Thoughts rush…

The Social Media Effect

The introductory age of social media has created an entirely new domain that changes the way we look at the world and the people around us. More importantly, it changes the way we look at ourselves. Often our social media pages reflect “who we are”, with our statuses telling what we did with our day,…

Growing Pains

I can remember having that ever-consuming desire to grow from a young age. I wanted to surpass my brother in height, better my dancing skills, and turn that 89.45 into a 90. Most of it seemed pretty achievable if I simply worked hard enough towards it (despite maybe, you know, the height thing). I thought I…