It's finally the end of 2018 and a few days before my 30th birthday, and as many of my ilk - the goal oriented yet jaded, underemployed super millenials- have done or are in the process of doing, I have devised my master plan for 2019, the list of hopefully attainable goals that I will … Continue reading The 2019 Bored Ambition Master Plan
I’m Sick of Nostalgia
Part of The Dirty 30 This post is going to be hypocritical, as I too have waxed poetic over the favorite things from my childhood. Power Rangers, Space Cases, the Fox Kids weekday and weekend lineup, Nickelodeon on Friday and Saturday nights, the beginnings of both Cartoon Network and the Disney Channel, BET, MTV's Rock N … Continue reading I’m Sick of Nostalgia
I Don’t Know What I Want to Do
Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture*... I live in the South now. Louisiana to be precise. It's a long way away from the creative bubble that Los Angeles, my hometown, is. I thought I wanted to be part of that bubble and for some time, I worked to gain access to that bubble - … Continue reading I Don’t Know What I Want to Do
I Never Wanted to Be the Quirky Black Girl, but Here The Fuck I Am
Quirky is a cute word, not quite an Instagram model, but a girl next door. It conjures up images of birds and running in fields of grass and AfroPunk and pins and buttons and pink colored hair and interests that lay in the nerd realm or a carefree sense of being. Quirky is blue skies and dewdrops on grass and a fresh spring breeze. Quirky is summer in the city. It's spending time "finding yourself" and tumblr accounts and blue checks on Twitter.