Thinking Kinky : The Nappy Haired Diva

Photo by  Nicklas Bajema  on  Unsplash I love fashion. Shoes, handbags, skirts, dresses, and everything is pretty much my favorite. Because I have to wear clothing that compliments my body type, I often find myself wearing the same style of clothing in different colors. However, I've found that there are some things that every woman should invest in having in her closet. There is no reason why a woman can't look stunning no matter what she puts on. So satisfy your passion for fashion by purchasing a few different looks that stand the test of time. The Shift Dress . I think that everyone should have one. No matter what your shape, they tend to fall just the right way so long as they are purchased in the proper size. I really like this one. The embroidered detail adds a nice pop to an otherwise simple design. You can find it although shift dresses are sold just about everywhere from Macy*s to TJ Maxx. Look around and find one that suits your taste Try this...

Why do we call it a sex tape? In this digital era nothing is on "tape". Ah, but I digress. Lil Wayne is showing his stuff in an alleged (this is my attempt at legalese) sex tape. Word on the street is that the accomplished rap star has solicited the muscle of his legal team to dole out cease and desist orders for sites that are putting the rappers romps on visual display via world wide web. What does that mean? Members of my Kinky Crew will not be able see even a snippet of the evidence. Honestly, I have no interest in viewing the sexcapades of Lil Wayne, but I'm sure there are those of you who are at least curious to see what all the commotion is about. It's no secret that Lil Wayne has no issues laying broads down. He has quite a few kids (that he knows of and claims) and has landed some pretty beautiful women throughout the years. However, despite his public love affairs, the rap star seems to be be a fairly private person who only expresses his sexual prowess by...

Each time I meet with a client, or go to a job interview I have long straight tresses. They cascade down my back. They float in the wind. They come off at night.  I wear wigs. While I enjoy changing my appearance, I also enjoy donning my natural tresses. The issue? I'm not sure if Corporate America embraces a foot tall afro. My "foxxy cleopatra" can easily be viewed as a "crazy nappy afra" to employers. While this can be a non-issue for some employers, one never knows when hair is an issue. This knowledge serves as the catalyst for a more "corporate appropriate" appearance. It's not worth taking the chance of losing a job opportunity when I can increase my chances by putting on a hairy hat for a few hours. Sometime after I have earned respect and tenure, the wig is retired. I arrive to work with a spongey mass of hair on my head and the comments begin.  I'm flooded with "Oh my God" 's "Can I touch it" 's...

The Turner’s Elaine hurriedly grabbed for her tattered black handbag as she exited her 1994 black mustang. She hadn’t washed her hair in about five days and piling her thick black locks high in a bun atop her head wasn’t going to disguise her neglect much longer. She felt the familiar breeze of the air against her backside and routinely hiked up her low rise skinny jeans to cover the inadvertent peepshow her buttocks were giving. Her saddle colored leather jacket looked about as done for as her hair, but that wasn’t something she was willing to change. She head for the school doors taking a brisk stride. Her long legs kicked upward, as if she were practicing her best goose step in some foreign army; likely the consequence of wearing cumbersome motorcycle boots. As she strode toward the principal’s office she sighed and curled the top corner of her upper lip, making no effort to hide her annoyance when she spotted Belinda. Belinda was impeccably dressed as always and returne...

I don't want to spend too much time on my story. If you follow this blog you already know the story. BUT- in case you don't know the story: I married a man I had no business marrying but love and wanting to do the "right" thing as you see fit at the time can get you into a land of trouble. So, I'm at the intersection of Terrible Avenue and Mistake Drive. I share two children with a man that I describe as a co-worker who really should have been fired a long time ago. It's like that fool in the other department that you deal with ever so often and you each time you see them you say to yourself: "I can't believe they didn't fire that @$$hole." The hardest thing for me dealing with someone who see as irresponsible and disinterested in parenting their children is continuously attempting to work with this person although I don't even care to speak to them. My kids are at an age where they can not make arrangements with him independent of me ...

photo courtesy of phillymag His name was ****. I met him back when I worked for a property management company in DC. I was going to grab a bite from a Jamaican spot called sweet mango and he practically jogged to meet me. I actually tripped trying to accelerate out of his reach. Understand that I don't take too kindly to men approaching me while I'm out and about. We spoke for a bit over the phone, but we were both going through way too much. He just had surgery on a hernia and was on a limited budget to his leave of absence from work for the surgery and I was gung-ho for divorce and struggling working a part time gig. We fell off ( I often do that with many people). Fast forward to a few weeks ago. He contacted me on FB (we weren't FBfriends at the time so a search was performed...hey, I'm worth searching for! lol) and we started chatting again. He said that he never forgot about me and he wanted to try again now that our lives have finally found stability...