My first memory of feeling “other” in a group of black people was at Kim Hill’s 11th birthday party.
It was ’99 into the 2000s, and we were poppin’ our butts to “Back That Thang Up” by Juvenile. Well, I thought I was until I was unceremoniously called out by another black girl. “What is you doin???”
I was embarrassed, and it was a couple years before I had the confidence to dance again. Until that point, I hadn’t exactly realized I wasn’t “black-black.” I knew I sounded “like a white person,” but I called my mom “Momma,” loved black…
Target is highlighting a feminine product line called Honey Pot. They featured the owner, Beatrice Dixon, in an ad for the product. She said, “The reason why it’s so important for Honey Pot to do well is so that the next black girl that comes up with a great idea as well — she can have a better opportunity,” and people were infuriated.
I tried to avoid the negative reviews and comments but read enough to know this is one of those situations where some white people can’t handle not being the center of every. single. thing.
You are so…
I had a boyfriend in high school, but since he was a year older, he went to college and left me to create a social life. He had become my best friend and dad rolled into one, filling all my time and disapproving if I hung out with regular, shallow, high school girls.
Defiantly, when he left, I made friends with a high school boy two years younger than me from church. Matt. I don’t know what it was, but we had a magnetic connection bridging the divisions in our lives.
Being naive and unequivocally in love with my college…
I spent nine years trying not to have sex-sex before I got married at 26. I failed for a good portion of those years, but I’m fine.
I grew up in church. At age six, I understood that I was a sinner, and Jesus died on the cross for my sins. Much of my personality is shaped by how the bible said I should act. So when I was about 14, I asked for a purity ring so I could focus on not having sex before I was married.
That lasted until I was 21. Then I had sex with…
I finally tried Popeye’s chicken sandwich. The first time the sandwich came out I was doing the Whole30 diet, which definitely excludes bread, breaded chicken, and regular mayonnaise. As a consolation, I watched video after video of people’s reactions to the sandwich on YouTube.
My plan was to have the sandwich on a mid-September weekend, but they were sold out. While I don’t understand how a chicken store sells out of chicken, it was for the best. People were losing their minds and black people will have you believe it was only black people losing their minds.
The Drama
The lines were…
Why I Won’t Check My Husband’s Phone Again
“I don’t want to talk to you about this, but I need to talk to someone.” This was my statement to the gentlemen on the treadmill next to me at the gym that morning. I knew him as an acquaintance and had just asked why he hadn’t texted my friend I tried to set him up with at our last and first meeting in five years.
I explained my brand new predicament as of the last forty five minutes knowing how pedestrian and unstable it made me sound. …
