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
Blue Ivy is a legend in her own right.
In the womb, the universe proclaimed that she would never struggle to make a student loan payment, take public transportation or work for free. You know this modern day phenomenon when companies think it's cute to work millennials to the bone
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
So. I keep seeing this man.
Not sure who he is, where he's from or where he was going when this photo was snapped. On the surface, he looks like a man with flowers and a pizza, nothing more or nothing less than what is presented. What I do know is
My greatest idea of vindication comes in the form of my words expressed in a blog. I cannot rest well or function properly until I've released authenticity into the universe. This site is my outerspace sprinkled with truths floating freely from my heart. In 2016, I didn't blog as much