New Video: JibJab: Never A Year Like '09

Why Are 42% of Black Women Not Married?

You hear it over and over again. As a black woman, the more educated you get, the less likely you are to marry a similarly situated Black man. It's kinda like, you either choose a successful professional career or a fruitful relationship... but the possibility of both is not realistic.

I'm an idealist... and if you've read my rants in the past you probably know where I stand. Lol. I know my Prince Charming is somewhere, waiting for my wings to blossom. He may be Black, White, Purple or Orange. But I know he's out there....

No matter what ABC News has to say.... :-P [[LOL]]

The New Dating Rules!

10 Rules that change the game:

Don’t ask him out. Don’t pick up the tab. And, whatever you do, wait at least three days before calling. When it comes to dating, everyone and their mama has probably given you their unsolicited two cents. But truth be told, all advice is not created equal. While you focus on getting the guy, let us school you on ten new school rules to follow.

1. DO let him foot the bill. But if he can’t, don’t trip, the recession is real. Figure out beforehand if he’s handling things, if you’re going dutch, or if it’s--oh no!--on you. If you do end up paying, be very clear (in that sweet way of yours) that you don’t plan on making it a habit. No sir.

2. DON'T hide your smarts. But damn, don’t make him feel like he’s in class either. Totally be you, of course, but not so overwhelming that he feels like an imbecile. So what if he can’t pronounce Foie Gras—who can?

3. DO ask him interesting questions. Not just “What’s your sign?” (Although some of us think that matters a bit too). Try something like, “What do you really want out of life?” or “Are you looking for an open relationship?” If he is, well, let it do what it do.

4. DON'T talk about past relationships. Telling him about your cheating ex is the quickest way to send a guy running. Seriously. Don’t do it.

5. DO keep it short and sweet. Wrap it up on a high note. It signals your time is valuable and keeps him intrigued. Yes, mystery wins!

6. DON'T feel obligated to smooch. There is no rule that says seal a date with a kiss. If you’re not feeling it, give him a hug—and maybe a Tic Tac.

7. DO carry your own condoms. There’s nothing sleazy about being responsible. If you decide to have sex, do it on your terms. Needless to say, there’s no exception to this rule.

8. DON'T send text messages during a date. Rude = turn off. If you have to use your phone, excuse yourself. If your Blackberry is on the table, you better have really important business. Like, really important.

9. DO expect a phone call. If he doesn’t call you after the date within a day or two, keep it moving. And, no, Facebook and Twitter messages absolutely, unequivocally, don’t count.

10. DON'T take these rules too seriously. After all, rules were meant to be broken (except #7). Lighten up--dating is supposed to be fun.

The New Dating Rules! via Tyra.com

BLOG 17: I'm Just a Girl.

I have a lot of guy friends. I know every girl you know says that. But,for me, it's completely true. They don't all want to sleep with me [[... that I know of. lol.]] I'm not attracted to them. They're my buddies.

But when I do meet a dude, who may be interested... I feel like I need to remind him...

I'm a girl, you know. I'm goofy, yes. And you're more likely to see me in a pair of sneakers than a pair of stilettos. No, I don't wear my heart on my sleeve. I don't obsess over fashion trends. I'm not boy crazy. I'm more likely to order meat and potatoes than a salad. I have way too much pride to be submissive to anyone. I laugh loudly while watching Family Guy. And I may rock a fitted every now and then. But helloooo! I still have a vagina! Lol. I'm an effin LAAAADY!

My rebellious nature and consistently optimistic outlook make me fervently believe that I will NOT have to change who I am to land the man of my dreams. But every now and then, I see that girl... the one seated by the window in Starbucks with her boyfriend; she's applied her makeup flawlessly, rocking the highest heels I've ever seen and reading her Cosmopolitan magazine...

I see her and wonder if my own personal happily ever after really exists. I probably don't want the guy who wants that girl anyway. But the question still lingers sometimes.

I'm waiting on my knight in dirty Nikes. The guy who would rather bounce around in my living room playing Wii than chase skirts. A guy who has just as many meaningless tattoos as me. Someone assertive and limitless. Goal oriented, yet maaaad fun! I want a man's man who really, truly and completely understands that there is a grown a** woman inside of this spunky little girl.

Whew! I said a lot. But I'm just so tired of the foolishness. And I refuse to settle for less.

I'm just a girl.

Corrine Bailey Rae - "I'd Do It All Again"

When I was living in London last year, I fell in love with the British music scene. One of the shining stars of England's acoustic soul explosion was the beautiful Corrine Bailey Rae. In late March last year, news of Rae's husband's death flooded the television for weeks. I am so excited for her to be putting out new music now, an amazing example of bouncing back and persevering...

Trey for HoneyMag.com

"This right here's a panty droppaaaaa!" -Trey Songz








Images via HoneyMag

FemiLives Blog: On Tiger Woods... "Is it in YOU?"

elin and tiger woods

i know that everybody is talking about tiger woods, his 15+ mistresses and his possible lovechild, but i want to talk about his wife, elin.

see, women have this thing called intuition. every woman reading this has had that pang in the guts when something doesn't feel right. we notice things, and more than that, we feel things. things not seeming right logically is one thing, but if things don't feel right then we don't care if it's logical or not.

a wife having no clue that her husband is cheating on her with another woman is one thing; but 15 women? this woman's guts didn't pang, her left knee didn't hurt, her nose didn't itch over none of these 15 women? she must have known on some level. as all of the drama unfolds we see that tiger is not that slick (no one is), and left far too much of a trail for him not to be caught. that's if she wanted to catch him, and i don't think she did. perhaps she knew and never said anything to him. perhaps he knew she knew, but they had an agreement that he would be discreet. but my guts are panging about this story because something doesn't feel right to me.

i believe that the physical abuse elin dished out to tiger (which i don't co-sign) and her filing for divorce are related to her embarrassment because now everyone knows. it's either that or she is the most naive, disconnected from self, woman that ever walked the planet.

so get your money girl, but please get your gut good too.


Peeped at femilives.blogspot.com

O So Chic Blog: New Year's Eve Party Dresses

There are 6 days left in 2009 and last minute details are being fine tuned for New Year's Eve celebrations. Some people are spending $250 on admission to parties while others are anticipating standing in the winter chill to experience the ball drop in Times Square. If you plan on dancing the night and year away, you want to do so in style. If you haven't found that perfect dress yet, we’ve got you covered. From little black dresses to fun feathers, check out these chic cocktail dresses for New Year's Eve! You can also peruse past posts on Sequins and Metallic Minis -- fab choices for the Goodbye 2009 - Hello 2010 festivities.

Geometric Color Block Pencil Dress, $76.49 (ASOS); Rachel Roy One Shoulder Exposed Zipper Dress, $109 (Macys); Taffeta Rose Front Tube Dress, $78 (Arden B.); Sue Wong Strapless Dress w/ Ostrich Feathers, $518 (Nordstrom); Aqua Strapless Dress w/ Zipper Corsage, $198 (Bloomingdales); Off-the-shoulder Metallic Taffeta Dress, $348 (Saks); Mesh One Shoulder Dress, $76.49 (ASOS)


Peeped at ... O So Chic Blog: New Year's Eve Party Dresses

BLOG 15: FINALS!

I took my first law school [[quiversss]] final on Wednesday. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Here's what my life has looked like for the past few weeks...





Outlines, Sleeping upright and Case Briefs.... Oh My!

I feel my wings blossoming, ya'll. These finals may very well be my new beginning. :-)

BLOG 7: On Love. (Re-Post)

My first love was [[and still is]] the most simple, and perhaps the one who will always have my heart. His name is Freeport. And though I’ve had many loves since him, he’s the one who was easiest to fall for… didn’t even feel like falling at all. I was no more than a babe when I met Freeport and we’ve parted ways quite a few times since I’ve met him, but his familiarity always seems to pull me back in. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder and [[oohhh baby! ]], whoever “they” are….. they aint neva lied!

After Freeport came Pittsburgh. We had a sort of love/hate thing going on. I loved to hate him! He was sweet to me at first… always reminding me of how intelligent and beautiful I am, encouraging me to grow. Unfortunately for him, I grew right up and out of love with him. It was one thing for him to push me to be better. I appreciated that. It was a completely different thing for him to try to make me into the person he wanted me to be. Your twenties are all about finding who you are on your terms. Pittsburgh wasn’t having that. And I wasn’t about to sacrifice me for someone who wasn’t worthy. He had to go, as did the twenty pounds I gained while I was with him.

London embraced my newest wobbly bits [[Yes honey! I was wobbling!]], and supported me as I worked hard to pop, lock and drop the remnants of a relationship gone wrong. He was a little older than Pittsburgh and a lot more sophisticated. I can’t say that I took to him right away. He had a strange accent and looked at things completely differently than I did. I can say that upon meeting him, I was immediately intrigued. I was curious about his thoughts and opinions, even when I felt that they were completely wrong. He was new and exciting, a breath of fresh air. We clicked.

This is the part when I’m supposed to say that things went sour and London turned out to be a terrible guy. That was not the case at all. London was there for me when I needed him, built me back up and let me go when it was time. We had a mutual respect for each other that extended beyond the boundaries of a romantic relationship. London reached deep down into my soul [[mm hmmm…]]and allowed me to re-connect with me.

Almost immediately after London and I called it quits, it seemed as though Harlem was screaming for my attention. He wooed me with his suave sophistication, then schooled me to the game with his street smarts. [[He was wayyy more hood than me!]] I was captivated by his larger than life demeanor and found familiarity in his New York swag. With his confidence and my new lease on life, I was sure we would be a perfect fit.

But Harlem was a grimy-little-two-faced-mofo!!! [[Excuse me yall! But this man pissed me off!]] I gave him my love, my energy, my money and (most importantly) my time. All he gave me was stress, anger and disappointment. His love of all things street, which I was blindly in love with at first, became my hugest burden. They say opposites attract, but in this case opposites collided and caused a five car pile- up! I’m just going to end this by saying… LESSON LEARNED.

Now, I’m single.

I sometimes feel like I’m just floating in the air waiting on my next adventure. I do have a new crush. His name is Brooklyn. [[And, as you well know, he goes hard! Lol.]] We’ve been on a few dates and I’m really feelin his unique style. He’s cultured and well spoken. He listens to Jay-Z, but he’s not so deep that I can’t slip in a Maroon Five CD here and there. He possesses a lot of the qualities that I see and like in myself. Perhaps he will be my new conquest. Or, better yet, maybe he’ll be my final one… the one who shows me forever. Whatever the case, I’ll keep you guys updated. My readers, my loves.

ON HIATUS

I've received a lot of emails wondering where I am.
I'm alive and well.
Just grinding.

Will resume blogging after finals.
Pray for me yall...

All love,
<3 Nad

Thanks for Puttin a Ring on it...

Beyonce accepts EMA...





Young, Successful, Married and African American. I love it!

Uh-Oh, Breezy! Rihanna Tells ALL...

In case you live in another universe and didn't know this... Rihanna had an interview with Diane Sawyer on 20/20 this week. The full interview aired on Friday night and, was actually VERY revealing. She discussed everything from the party they attended earlier that day, the text Chris received that led to the fight and her decision to break up with him.

I have to say, I was personally pleasantly surprised by the interview. For weeks we've been hearing from Chris in interviews, but he was never really SAYING anything. Lol. Rihanna basically said, "Here's what happened. We're not perfect. Let's move forward." Hopefully now they can both move on from this event and continue to make the music that makes me SHAKE SOMETHING.

Here are some snippets from Rihanna's interview:









Ok, ok... In all honesty, SHE SHUT CHRIS DOOWWWWN! Lol. Good thing his album isn't coming out for another month. His publicist now has a month to figure out a recovery plan.

Also, Rihanna's album, Rated R, will be released on November 23rd. Pow!

BLOG 14: Just How I'm Feeling... (Untitled)

Someone
Was rude to me today
And I grinned,
Tenderly.

My heart does things
That my mind doesn’t always
Understand.

I laugh,
Heartily and without expectation
Because days are short
As are nights.

Kindness isn’t weakness.

For in my heartbeat
I find strength.

And even if I don’t live,
To see a century,
I want people to utter my name
And remember
That despite their coldness
I looked at them
And smiled…


<3 Nad

Long Island Girls Just Do It Better...

Chrisette Michelle ft. Wale ... "Fragile"



Chrisette is a true blue Long Island brizzy. Annnd I'm kinda crushin' on Wale right now. Perfect combo on all fronts. Yuuuup!


via OnSmash

This Week's Random Quote...

"When he kissed me,
I closed my eyes and died a little."

- Ne-Yo [[haha, no lie.]]

Baby By Me...

This is 50's attempt at a come back. I actually like the song. And although I would never entertain the prospect of having a baby by him, he looks remarkably "daddy"-like in the video.

Courtesy of WorldStarHipHop

Chris, Is That You?

This week Chris Brown released promo pics for his upcoming album, Graffiti. I miss the young, colorful and fun Chris. I know he's been dealing with a lot [[Oprah, TMZ, Tyra & other haters...]] lately, but black and white and serious isn't the Chris I know.

Oh well, he still looks great. Good looking people are so easy to forgive.

BLOG 13: BUTT BOOTY NAKED.

I've been walking around naked for these past few days....and I'm beginning to love it.

My hair, much like every other woman I know, has been my journey. Weaves were my ‘do of choice for the past 6 months. Before that it was a short pixie. Before that it was chemically relaxed and shoulder length. Before that it was long black braids.

This week, for the first time in a very long time, I took off the weave, didn’t bother to relax my hair and just let the kinkiness free flow. In all honesty, I was VERY apprehensive about just letting my hair be my hair. Not that I was afraid of what I might find. ‘Cause I was born with this hair. I know what it looks like. It was more because I was worried about what other people would think.

The realization that I cared enough about what other people thought to conceal one of the most beautiful parts of me was enough to compel me to make the decision to be happy with my nappy.

I walked into school on Wednesday morning and my secret was exposed. I felt naked. I trotted from class to class and thru the library and felt uncomfortable when people acknowledged it, but proud of myself for having the confidence to saunter around stark naked.

So if you see me walking around lower Manhattan, ipod blasting, with a smile on my face, just know that it’s not because of anyone else. I’m just walking around naked… and LOVING what God made.

Check me out... <3>

Are YOU Doing the Most?

Peeped this video on YouTube ... It put so many things in perspective. People my age have such a effed up view of what a relationship is.

Newsflash: If you're not married, YOU'RE SINGLE!!!! Watch and learn.




His name is Lewis and you can view more of his life lessons at www.ihustlenation.com!

This Week's Random Quote...

“Courage is not the absence of fear but the judgment that something else is more important than fear. The brave may not live forever but the cautious do not live at all. For now you are traveling the road between who you think you are and who you can be...”

-Author Unknown

[So unbelievably true!]]

The Body Issue

Nadia <3's DWIGHT!!!!

That is all.

I'm a YouTube Junkie

Okay... So here are a few things that caught my eye while scanning YouTube recently. Enjoy!


BRANDY CAN SAAAANG!!!


RICK ROSS TAKES A SPILL... (at the 20 second mark)


TEYANA DROPS IT LOOOOW... [[this is my JAM!!!]]

Um, I Don't Think That Even Qualifies As Food...

Written by INDIA (india@shakesomething.com)

So. I love food. I mean, really love food, with a strong emphasis on the "really," and to such a degree that people often ask me to stop talking about what I ate, what I plan to eat later, what I dreamed I ate, and what would be *particularly* delicious to eat *right now*. This, of course, does not mean that I don't have other fabulously interesting conversation; on the contrary, I consider myself something of a conversational genius. However, I really, really love food. And I enjoy talking about it anytime, anywhere. Which, of course, is why I don't think it's unusual that I found myself talking to a lady about tofu in the bathroom at the movie theaters late last month.

Don't ask me how the conversation started. It's unimportant. The most important thing, the strangest part, the almost offensive segment of that particular conversation is when that lady had the audacity to say to me: "My favorite food is tofu." Tofu? Really? TOFU?? I think I passed out in shock. That would account for that unsightly patch of slightly wet, rubbery chewing gum that I had to peel off of my forehead (j/k!). But seriously, who says "tofu is my favorite" and actually means it? It's an off-white, jiggly, bland block of non-food, if you ask me. In fact, even if you *don't* ask me, it still tastes the same...which is like a weirdly textured nothingness. No culinary character! It doesn't even have even flavor unless it leaches it from the tastier foods with which it happens to be sharing a bowl/plate. It's a seasoning-sucking vampire!

But I digress. The whole point of this post was to tell you my favorite food. Annnnnnnnnnnnd this is what it is: Nearly Everything. Yes, that's right. I like a lot of foods. Greasy, fried, pasta-y, doughy, sweet, sour, dipped in sauce, covered in sugar, flaky, wrapped in paper towels, on a stick, in a bag, on a train, in the rain, on a boat, and with goat, because I WILL eat it, Sam I Am! (And yes, I have had green eggs and ham. Loved it.) But I just don't get the tofu thing. Sorry. But like any sane woman, I would be willing to consider eating tofu regularly if it was dipped in dark chocolate. Maybe. But probably definitely not.

LOL, Smiley face.

ENOUGH SAID.

Bloggin' Ain't Easy...

Hello MY LOVES,

Recently I've received an onslaught of emails about my blog slowing down. I apologize, but I'm a first year law student and I went from having an abundance of free time to having nearly none. I am doing my best to update at least twice a week, but bare with me. I may be hiring someone to keep it updated more consistently during the semester. I'll keep you updated.

Also, I want to thank all of the well-wishers. I really appreciate your encouragement. And don't worry, I'm still the goofy, tattooed girl from Long Island with the crazy sense of humor... won't change it for the world, not even the corporate one!

Blessings Big Babies,

xoxo
Nadia

BLOG 11: The Misfit Rambles On...

Have you ever felt like you were on the cusp of seeing everything you ever dreamed come to fruition? That one tiny step right could bring you so much closer to your own personal paradise? But one step in the wrong direction could send your dreams tumbling off the side of Columbus' flat earth?

I struggle with that feeling sometimes. It overwhelms me and humbles me. Some days I get so happy that I want to cry and other days I get so frustrated with waiting my turn. Knowing that I am capable of fulfilling my God-given potential is just as scary as the prospect of falling short.

I had my Ipod on shuffle today and a song by Nina Simone that I would usually skip right over snuck its way right into my playlist while I was studying. I listened to it once, then again... then again. Lol. It's amazing how someone else's words can speak so clearly to your own sentiments.

I know this seems like I'm rambling, but I just wanted to share the song with you in the hopes that one of you can relate. Here's to you, my readers, my loves...

I SHALL BE RELEASED:

they say everything can be replaced
they say every distance is not near
so i remember every face
of every man who put me here

i see my light come shining
from the west down to the east
any day now, any day now
i shall be released

they say every man needs protection
they say every man must fall
so i swear i see my reflection
somewhere inside these walls

i see my light come shining
from the west unto the east
any day now, any day now
i shall be released

i see my light come shining
from the west down to the east
any day now, any day now
i shall be released

Simple, but poignant.... Soon, ya'll. Soon.

This Week's Random Quote

I FINALLY got a minute to watch Whitney Houston's interview with Oprah and was very pleasantly surprised. Whitney was articulate and thoughtful. I love it when people are completely and explicitly honest. Homegirl was preeeeeachin! She hit the lowest low that anyone could possibly hit... and for her to be able to say that she has complete peace now is so inspiring...

To my readers, my loves, I say... KNOW YOUR OWN STRENGTH. I'm learning to tap into mine.

"My momma said I was not meant to break...
Your love said I was not meant to break....
Now, I know my own strength."

-Whitney Houston "I Did Not Know My Own Strength"

Why Lil Mama? Whyyyyyy?!

I could NOT stop laughing after watching a replay of last night's VMAs. There were so many funny moments... from Kanye making a fool of himself to Lady Gaga being Lady Gaga. [[i.e. "this is for God and the gays!" LOL! get em Gaga!]]

Anywho, there was one particular moment that may have gone under the radar but that sent twitter abuzzzz last night... LIL MAMA! No, it's not her forehead that had everyone tweeting away this time. It was her crashing Jay-Z and Alicia Keys' performance of "Empire State of Mind" at the close of the show. [[Btw, as a native New Yorker and current Brooklynite, I LOVE THAT SONG!]] Lil Mama appeared on stage, seemingly out of thin air, with a hard look on her face, walking in circles like a fool. I will, of course, post the video below for your viewing pleasure. However, here are just some of the tweets under the trending topic #lilmamais ...

@msraye215 #lilmamais on the radio and twitter bragging about her performance with A.keys and Jay-z

@MalibuKen86 #lilmamais still standing on the stage at Radio City listening to the echo of applause that was not meant for her

@Cook19 #lilmamais what yall talkin about i thought bow bow grew his hair back out and ran on stage lmao

@fanmann24 #lilmamais the reason trojan condoms announced a 200% increase in sales for the upcoming quarter

@myfabolouslife #lilmamais at the door of JayZ's Vma party havin a hard time gettin in..



Lil Mama's behavior leads me to a very important question:
WHY LIL'MAMA? WHYYYYY?!





Image via Twitpic
Video via Necole Bitchie

BLOG 10: Hello Brooklyn.

I was always intrigued by Brooklyn… his hood swag, the way he articulates his words, his inquisitive nature. I was waiting and waiting for him to see me. Screaming for his attention. Leaping at every opportunity to utter the sweetest hello that had ever brushed his ear.

And now [[POW!]] here we are, lost in the intricacies of possibility and found in the simplest kind gesture. He makes me laugh without trying. He does his best to protect me when I walk home from late nights of studying. He wants to know what makes me happy, and the things that make me sad. I am captivated by the idea of who we can grow to be together. And all I want every milli-second of the day is to know that I am in his good graces…

Lol. Ok ya’ll… let’s be real. I’m probably in the honeymoon phase. Ya’ll know. That part of the relationship when you just want to know everything about the person, the good, the bad and the ugly? Annnd you like him so much that all the bad and ugly things are somehow spun into things that “give him character” or “made him who he is today”lol?

I could sit here and play like love isn’t blind and I’m walking into this thing with all of my defenses up and ready to slowly be broken down, but who am I fooling? Lol. I’m driving full speed ahead towards Brooklyn. My foot is steady on the pedal, hands way up in the air, knowing that I may run right off a cliff.

But that’s the fun of it right? Taking the chance. Being bold. Seizing the day. Who knows whether Brooklyn will end up just like Harlem[[grrr! I get angry just thinkin about it!]]? But, more importantly, who knows that Brooklyn won’t be just the opposite?

*Sigh* I guess I’d better get back to my Contracts assignment… just had to get that off my chest.

Carpe diem, baby!

This Month in 1968

1968 was a revolutionary year in the history of the United States of America...

College students aggressively protested the Vietnam War. Senator Robert F. Kennedy was murdered. Hank Aaron became the 8th ever member of the 500 Home Run club. Republican Richard Nixon was elected President. The Beatles released The White Album. Riots exploded in Chicago, Illinois during the Democratic Convention. And Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. was assassinated.

I came across this picture on twitter and noticed my heart skipping a beat. I'm not sure what it was that gave me the butterflies that I feel whenever I look at the photo. Maybe it's because I buy Ebony Magazine often. Maybe it's because the cover is from this same month. Maybe it's because these are two people who I feel like I know so well, even though I haven't ever met them. Whatever the case may be, the photo definitely touched me and I've decided to share it with you, my readers, my loves...

Repost: BLOG 2: On Vagina.

Due to popular demand [[thanks, guys!]], here's a re-post of my blog on vagina. Please continue to hit me up. I may not get back to you right away, but I will get back to you, my readers, my loves...
email: nadia@shakesomething.com

Soooooo... BAM!!! :

Remember the days when simply having a vagina meant that you deserved a higher level of courtesy and respect than offered to those without one? I don’t. It must’ve been way before my time. Because today, I am completely convinced of this one thing:

My vagina means absolutely nothing in New York City.

It’s not that I’m in search of any single grand gesture. I just think it would be nice for the businessman seated comfortably on a subway car, reading his paper, to consider relinquishing his seat to a woman who enters the car with children in tow. Or, if upon seeing an older woman struggling to get from the train to the platform, a young boy would offer a helping hand rather than attempting to push past her. Or in my case, if after a long day of work & school, [[while rocking the flyest four-inch heels I’ve ever purchased in my life, feet throbbing in pain from the fabulosity that the shoes exude, laptop & books weighing me down, mean metropolitan area law student headache feeling like knives to my forehead]] a young man would see fit for me to have his seat. Not because I ask for it, or because he sees me struggling to keep my balance with my abundance of stuff, but because I am a woman and I am deserving of that kind of concern.

Any woman living in New York City who says that chivalry isn’t dead hasn’t attempted to board a subway near Wall Street during rush hour… where vaginas are obsolete and it’s every [[wo]]man for himself.

This Week's Random Quote

I hope you all watched President Obama's speech last night. It was poignant and much needed. I thought that he cleared a lot of things up that I was confused about when people would talk about "universal healthcare." I've been in situations where I had to get a medical procedure [[ok, ok... so maybe it was just a tooth cleaning...]] and had no insurance. It ain't fun and it IS expensive. I hope the foolishness in congress simmers so that the people of the United States-- ALL THE PEOPLE OF THE UNITED STATES-- are able to afford good healthcare.

In any case, aside from MY President's wonderfully brilliant and informative speech, a heckler by the name of Rep. Addison Graves Wilson , Sr. (or Joe Wilson) had the audacity to utter two words during the address. In honor of his foolishness, my quote comes directly from him. [[HOW DARE HE?!]]
Here's to you, Mr. Idiot ....

"You lie!"

-Rep. Joe Wilson

Was I Supposed to Say Something About Chris Brown?

I’ve received a ton of emails from people wondering why I haven’t written anything about the Chris Brown interview. In response I say this…

Firstly, I’m a first year law student and may not be able to find the time every week to write the way I was previously. Secondly, I didn’t write about Chris Brown and Rihanna’s story at all because I thought that my views on the case may be a little different than popular opinion.

Yes, I watched the interview and outside of thinking it was a waste of a perfectly good study time, I really didn’t have many thoughts on it. The interview itself was less than interesting. Chris seemed nervous and failed to complete a single sentence. His mom seemed very emotional, but also a little dumb. His lawyer was probably the most persuasive of the people involved in the interview, attempting to reassure his fans that he is not a monster, but rather a 19 year old boy who made a horrible mistake.

I’m of the opinion that this situation, though unfortunately it played out in the public eye, is completely and totally between Chris Brown, Rihanna and whoever they decided to share it with. Do I think that Chris was right? No. Not at all. It is never okay to do physical harm to another human being. Do I think he deserves a chance to get back into our good graces? To that my answer is a resounding Y-E-S!

I think of all of the many stupid things I did when I was 19. [[the tattoos, the nights out, the college dormitory antics...]] Shoot, I think of some of the stupid things I’ve done in the past year. And I wonder if it would be right for anyone to judge me based on things that I did while I was young and dumb, oftentimes taking action based on emotion rather than common sense.

So, I guess what I’m saying that I’m in little Breezy’s corner.

“To err is human. To forgive is divine.”

In case you missed it...

Meanwhile,here's what Rihanna's been up to...
Fly Italian Vogue photoshoot anyone?

Images via RihannaDaily.com

EPIPHANY!!!

After reading and re-reading my old posts, I've found that they all share a common theme...

LOVE!

Every religion is firmly grounded in it. Underlying every action and reaction is an understanding that loving gestures are the ones that change lives, change the world. It's a topic that excites me and also a topic that is so complex that it will be interesting to explore.

And so, outside of entertainment stuff and current events, I'm going to focus on spreading my message of love to you, my readers, my LOVES.

That's all for now....

BLOG 9: Brotherly Love.

He's my true blue.
My partner in crime.
My confidant.
My crayola crayon brown twin.

My little brother is so unassuming. He's the most kind, compassionate person I've ever met. He's a DJ, producer and future billionaire. And I'm blessed enough to have the honor of being able to call him my friend.

When my Dad showed me this picture of me and him I just had to have it. It's a perfect illustration of our relationship. I'm silly and loopy, never posing seriously for a pic. He's strong, oftentimes showing more common sense than I've ever had. I know for a fact that he's always got my back and I am humbled by that reassurance.

I promised my readers I would pour out my heart in my blogs and well... he IS my heart.

Laughter is Good for the Soul... MCDONALDS!!!

Came across this video on WorldStarHipHop.com and could not stop laughinggg! When you grow up in the church like I did, you realize that those choir singers don't only sing about Jesus; they sing about ALL things that give them joy! Lol.

Bah-dah-dah-dah-dah... I'm lovin it!




[[there is DEFINITELY some truth in that sweet tea though! whew! i almost broke out!]]

via WorldStarHipHop.com

I've got a feelin...

Ok soooo... next to my Momma there's only one other woman who has influenced me to be the best woman that I can possibly be. That's obviously my godmomma-in-my-head, Oprah Winfrey. The woman is amazinggggg; from her talk show to all of her many humanitarian efforts. If i can grow to be even half of the woman she is I know that I will surely changed the world. I'm inspired by her intelligence, her grace and her willingness to question things that other people see as the norm.

That said, I peeped the trailer for her next season on the Black Eyed Peas' Dipdive and have decided to share it with you, my readers, my loves... <333



Via Dipdive.com

This Week's Random Quote

“To laugh often and much;
to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children...
to leave the world a better place...
to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.”

-Ralph Waldo Emerson

The Providence Effect

I'm always looking for what's new and uplifting in our community. Recently, I came across a movie trailer on YouTube.com that was so inspiring.

The Providence Effect documents Providence St. Mel, a predominately African American charter school in Chicago where 100% of the graduates have been accepted to college. The film has received numerous honors prior to its release. It will be released in selected public venues in September and I encourage everyone to go peep it when it comes out!



For more information, visit www.theprovidenceeffect.com ....