The year was 2014 and I'd finally met my ultimate weight loss goal, shedding a glorious 70lbs.
Here I am at the top of the year showing off my slimmed down figure.
It's also important to note that I am standing inside Dexter's living room.
Angles. I was thin, bih.
I was 25, soon-to-be
Ya'll. This is a wild ass story. I don't even know where to begin, but my spirit says it's time to release this past experience into the universe. I wrote about my Maya Angelou funeral horror and even opened up about the scary decision to quit a job out of the blue.
God, I hope she never reads this.
If you've been following me this year, then you know I've fallen off. I don't write blogs as frequently as I should. I am late responding to Facebook notifications (primarily because I removed the app from my phone) and I rarely share pictures of
This began as an Instagram post inspired by a tweet. When I sat down to write the post, it became too long-winded even for me. I rarely discuss fashion and beauty topics because, well, that's not my ministry. God has made room for my gifts and style isn't one of them.
Photo: Me pretending to be a real photographer
People often tell me how much they admire me for freelancing and trying out the entrepreneur thing. I'm two years in the game and I attribute it all to God's grace. It's a wonderful and gratifying feeling to not only pay my bills
Exclusive image of me counting the number of losses I've taken in 2017.
While everyone else stumbled out of 2016 like Tina did in that epic scene from What's Love Got to Do With It after laying the smackdown on Ike, I was certain that the New Year would bring a series of
Photo Credit: Wake Forest University Office of Creative Services
As I type, I just released the biggest sigh of my life. My blog is my diary in which I allow readers to delve into my innermost thoughts. I can't hide from my truth. Life experiences often weigh me down with a spirit of
Photo: Why Did I Get Married Too
I wrote the first sentence of this post and then got on Twitter, scrolled for a few seconds noticing a photo of Serena Williams' baby bump. I had to RT. Then confirm. Screenshot. Proceed to post on IG followed by both my personal and
Last Wednesday, I woke up refreshed and in a strange, overly chipper mood. It wasn't the restful 10-hour slumber from the night before or the PayPal notifications chirping on my phone, signaling that my clients had paid their invoices. On this morning, I was happy just to be happy. I'm
Photo: Waiting to Exhale
So, let me start off by saying: I'm single AF. I have been "The Single Friend" for the majority of my life. I am the third wheel, the Zach Galifianakis of the Wolf Pack, and the Penny to your "Happy Endings" show in real life (RIP to a
In case you haven't noticed, I disappeared from all social media platforms for over a month. Not for any form of attention, but to take care of my mental health.
At the start of March, life had gotten to an overwhelming point. From an ailing family member, being on the road
Photo: The Nutty Professor
First, let's be clear: I don’t like to sweat.
I don’t like to squat. Run. Crunch. Lunge. Or jump for extended periods of time.
So when I decided in late 2015 to get back in the gym after an extended hiatus, I braced myself for the inevitable. I figured