Last night I tuned in for day three of Married at First Sight. Otherwise known as Everybody Hates Chris. For good reason. This season began with more individuals who want to be married so bad they were willing to go on a matchmaking show with a horrible track record for success. A show where we have watched the experts pair multiple women with emotionally abusive and dishonest men. The most recent examples of this being Michael and Meka and Brandon and Taylor. But if we thought that season (DC)[...]
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[...]
It’s me. I’m a Black girl who done searched for love and detoured at self-destruction. A few times. I didn’t expect to reflect on that this holiday season but the universe has a way of doing what it wants to do. Because the universe ain’t shit. So Christmas rolled around and I got a gift from a friend. Ok. Situationship buddy I got comfortable with for a year and some change. Then he decided new year, new him. We’ll come back to why that’s important. Anyway, the gift I got was th[...]
A woman who cuts her hair is about to change the world. Or get rid of her man. Cutting our hair often signals a major change. We cut to big chop. We cut because of grief. We cut in anger. We cut in growing pain. We cut in joy. We cut in liberation. And sometimes we cut our hair when we should really be cutting people off. More specifically, men. Even more specific, toxic men. Some context. Some of y’all know I loc’d my hair back in late August. I was excited about the journey.[...]