Black Girl in Paris. I don't need a book to tell me that I should visit France (especially Paris) at least once in my life. However, Youngblood's book doesn't make me want to go just now. But, right now. One way ...
Black Girl in Paris. I don't need a book to tell me that I should visit France (especially Paris) at least once in my life. However, Youngblood's book doesn't make me want to go just now. But, right now. One way ...
Last weekend, the F and I went to see The Prince of Persia. Half way through the film, he taps me on the shoulder. "The exit sign is blinking off and on." He insistently points to the left. His eyes darting between me and the exit sign. I tilt my head. Sure enough, the sign is doing ...
Yet, I’m convinced that after not having to go into an office for 2 years, my brain can no longer recognize what’s appropriate to wear and what isn’t. So, I get nervous because I’m afraid I’ll pick the “wrong” thing.
Meanwhile, my poor blog sits at home, faithfully waiting for me to bring home crabs. Or, leave her for a younger, sexier blog with a tight ass and no emotional hang ups.
The drabber the weather, the brighter my clothes become.
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