Before I start, lemme preface this by saying I’m still high off watching Yvonne Orji’s comedy special “Momma I Made It,” so maybe I’m conflating Molly and Yvonne and feeling all warm and fuzzy when I shouldn’t be. Maybe it’s the gewürztraminer. Because the last few weeks I was all #teamIssa #Mollyaintshit. And now I’m wanting them to make up. Either way, this what you getting because this what I got. So, I had a falling out with a friend a short while back. Not the dramatic[...]
Seems I have a bit in common with TV's latest hated women. Not Olivia Pope, although I do work in D.C. and will sport a mean coat. Mary Jane neither because ain't no way I'm ever moving to New York. I'm talking about the Tashas. In part because that's my club name. If I'm interested when you ask, I say my name is Tasha. Don't have a club name? Better get you one. Because everybody don't need to know you. And please get comfortable with your club name because not answering to it is a dead giveawa[...]
So all during the episode I was preparing a whole 'nother blog post. I was gon' talk about how Molly is going to let comparison be the death of the relationship she ain't even had yet. I was gon talk about Molly and Issa switching roles (Issa tryin' to be a hoe, Molly trying not to be) and getting exactly what they (don't) want. I was gon talk about how it's best to just be you to avoid adding to your body count and only getting bad sex or the foolishness of turning down Sterling K. Brown (I kno[...]
There are two things I never discuss here (or in any social media space)— my life as it relates to finance and romance. As far as the interweb in concerned, I'm broke and can't keep a man. Thankfully, The Year of The Black Girl (2016- Infinity) gives us a ton of cinematic spaces through which to explore Black women and love without me telling y'all all my business. Issa Rae and squad continued the year's #BlackGirlMagic theme with Insecure, a show centered on the life of main character Issa[...]