Posts tagged "Life"
Play Ari Lennox's "New Apartment" while you read! Do you remember the classic Carrie Bradshaw line: “In New York, you're always looking for a job, apartment or a boyfriend.” Well, I've been on the hunt for all three since graduating college in 2014. Finding an apartment is hard. But, finding an apartment in New York is an entirely different ballgame. From years of applying to the housing lottery to searching the pages...
I'll let you in on a little secret about me: Letting my guard down is one of the hardest things about dating. I struggle with hiding behind this facade of being a "mean girl"— it's my defense mechanism. My resting bitch face —which I've had since 12— works as a gate that protects me from men I've subconsciously weeded out and judged as a "believes." I've convinced myself that my "not with nothing"...
There was once a time in my life where I thought dating someone in a creative field was my destiny. Rapper, visual artist, photographer, producer, whatever. I just knew my soulmate had to be creative like me. I envisioned myself writing on my laptop on a raining Sunday while he would be on the other side of the perfecting his craft. Clearly, I've seen one too many episodes of Sex...
I've come to learn that being a writer— especially in the hip-hop and media world— can make it especially difficult to date. When you go to a few different concerts or shows in one week, it's easy to meet new people. But sometimes, it's difficult finding a person who's intentions are only to like you for you and not the blog placement or the people you can put them on...
Back in Feburary, I finally started dating (or talking or entertaining) multiple people for the very first time, ever. I did it all, I made the first move and "shot my shot." I went out with guys I wasn't too sure about but willing to learn more. I gave my number out to men and put the ball in their court. It was completely out of my comfort zone, but I...
It's been a while. I've been ignoring my blog which really means I've been ignoring myself. I've been playing myself, pretending that I'm okay when I know I'm not. I've been through this before, I saw it coming and now it's here. Now, it's in my dreams so I can't sleep. Now, it's consumed me and left me with no appetite. My anxiety is back. I've written about anxiety before. I've...
It's taken me almost 24 years to learn how to love my body. When I was younger, I'd rush home from school for my daily dose of TRL followed by 106 & Park. My eyes would be glued to the TV as I tried to mimic the latest dance moves and hairstyles. Around 13, I became obsessed with the video model aesthetic. I studied video vixens. Everything from their perfect...
When I was 12, I wanted to be a dancer. No...seriously. In the middle of class, I would envision myself moving as elegantly across a huge stage as an Alivn Aliey dancer. My mother sent me to Harlem School of the Arts every Saturday morning. And every Saturday, I would walk into my ballet class and attempt to show off my best pirouettes, grande jetés, and plies in a hope to be taken seriously....
When it comes to relationships, I don't know anything. Not a damn thing. As a late bloomer, everything I learned about sex and relationships was from my friends. By the time I was 13, all of my friends were in "relationships". You know, the kind of "relationships" where they dating older men because they had convinced themselves that they were too developed for the classmates our age. "Relationships," the kind that seemed like...