Afropunk was Nothing Short of Amazing:

Afropunk was lit.

I’m hoping that this posts spreads awareness on how dope and lit that event is, so that you all can go next year. I’m going to highlight some things that I felt were relevant and important to me.
If you have hate in your heart, then this is not the event for you. If you don’t believe that those in the LGBTQ community deserve love and respect… don’t come to Afropunk. If you are fatphobic or sexist, stay home boo!

This event was created and designed to be as inclusive as possible, and I think they did an amazing job at making everybody feel comfortable.

This was my first trip to Brooklyn and first time in New York since 2000, so arguably speaking, I was nervous as hell. After we landed at JFK and were baited by aggressive cab drivers to pay $100 for an 8-mile ride down the road, me and my home girl Savannah ended up finding a ride to the hotel.

We stayed at a cute scam filled hotel that was in the middle of Williamsburg, which was maybe 1-3 miles away from the Afropunk event itself. Upon checking in to a room that was supposed to have two queen size beds, we ended up staying in a room with 2 twin size beds. (and let me add this bit of information, it was 4 grown ass women in 2 twin ass beds).

I’m not going to speak on the nightlife in Brooklyn simply because I don’t remember it. I remember taking some Hennessy shots with 3 Long Island Ice Teas (that’s a story for another time). However, the clubs up north are cute, even though all the dudes jump around the whole time…. Oh, and me and my friends ran from a toddler sized rat down the road with no shoes on. Let’s move on.

So, it’s finally Saturday, my feet hurt, and now it’s time to go to Afropunk. We go through the VIP line swiftly and professionally, and immediately are welcomed into the event. Initially I was overwhelmed since everybody was fine, and I simply didn’t feel worthy to even be in attendance. The fashion, the makeup, the shoes, the hair, and the aesthetic of the event was so calculated and perfect, and honestly I felt inspired.

The love and support that I felt in the air was so invigorating. There was no ugliness or hate coming from anybody. Everybody came to Afropunk to celebrate their Blackness, and that was it. Being a girl from South Carolina, I was not used to seeing members of the LGBT community able to publicly express themselves in a setting where they were not being harassed. I was not used to seeing trans people being embraced and loved for who they were by complete strangers. I was not used to women and men coming up to me to tell me how fine I was and to just spark up conversation about topics that I felt nobody (besides myself cared about). I realized that I had never lived in a city where complete agape, unconditional love for strangers existed.

We live in a society where masculinity is fragile, people are insecure with themselves, people are jealous, and people are just bored and choose to hate; so, to be in a space where it was nothing but love and tolerance was an amazing feeling.

Also, I want to highlight that there was an organization who were administering HIV tests to festival attendees!!!!

Initially I planned on hearing Princess Nokia perform, however I was in line for Yankee Doodle Dan’s chicken strips and all I could do was hear her from a distance L. Then I got to see my boo Sza who did amazing. She didn’t sing my favorite song, but I refuse to hold it against her….

Most importantly we got to see Solange Piaget Knowles perform, and when I tell you she snatched my braids off my scalp. My obsession with Solange is the fact that sis is a mood. She is one of those performers who focuses on the details of the entire set. She pretty much sang the entire “Seat at the Table” album and then performed some older songs.

I was undeserving.

So to sum the entire weekend up, if you are feeling a tad bit down… Afropunk is the event for you. In this political and racial climate, minorities are literally dying in order fight for our right to live and be free. Personally, I’ve been battling with thoughts of not being smart, pretty, or even good enough as my peers. So I needed to be in an environment that uplifted and inspired me.

So thank you to the organizers, patrons, performers, attendees and whomever else contributed to this event. It was amazing.

Rob Kardashian Broke the Law:

It’s gotten to the point where I am going to have to put my two cents into this Rob and Chyna debacle. Bottom line is, under no circumstances is it okay to slut shame and release nudes without consent…So, let’s start from the BEGINNING, and see if we can make sense of this foolery.

Angela Renee White was born in the late 80s to a retired stripper named, Tokyo Toni ( yes, that’s her name and she is a mess… google her) in Washington, DC.. I don’t know the exact date she started twirling around poles, but I know she is a King of Diamonds legend.

I’ve always been somewhat of a fan of hers due to the fact I think she is pretty, and seems to be fun as hell. I’ve watched her brand deviate from the stripper to business woman, and for that I salute her.

However, over the past few years I’ve watched the media shade her and I don’t get why… She dated and had a baby with the “Rack City is the only song that matters” rapper Tyga, and then became besties with Amber Rose and Kim K. The drama started when Kim’s underage sister started creeping with Chyna’s boyfriend, and Kim and the whole family saw no issue with it.

Now, I’m not in the mood to argue with ya’ll about how Kylie was mature for her age, and how it’s no big deal that a 16 year old sleeping with a 25 year old is acceptable because the family saw no issue. NOT TODAY.

The issue lies in the way the world viewed these women. Chyna was seen as a past stripper and guttersnipe, while Kylie was seen as a young girl in love. The media turned Kylie into the victim, when in reality she is the reason all the beef started.

Fast forward to after Chyna and Tyga broke up, Kylie was still seen as a victim and nobody truly gave Tyga the grief he deserved for sleeping with a child. Instead the media continued to slut shame Chyna, and release older, unflattering pictures of her from the strip club. What baffles me about the slut shamming is, it seems the world forgets the Kardashian’s empire started from a sex tape. Yes, Robert Kardashian Sr. got OJ off a murder charge; however their true empire didn’t take off until Kim slept with Brandy’s little brother.

But let’s tie this into the mess that happened yesterday. Chyna started dating Kylie’s brother and ended up having a cute baby named, Dream. Now there are hella conspiracies saying that Chyna secretly got with Rob as revenge for the Kardashian family ruining her relationship with Tyga. But, none of that matter because I’m going to tell ya’ll my conspiracy.

Chyna knew she couldn’t result back to her old DC/ Miami days and beat Kylie up, so she knew she could get her where it hurts….family. Now you have Rob K, the cute brother who is clinically depressed and gained hella weight. He is stop 100% stable, and has been known to be extremely emotional, petty, and disrespectful towards women ( Adrienne Bailon, Rita Ora, his own sister Kim).

Chyna knew that Rob was vulnerable, and not in the best of terms with his family; so bingo get with the brother. I believe that her original plan was to hurt the family, but then she actually started liking Rob. She helped him lose a few pounds, got him out the house, and gave him a cute baby. Do I believe Chyna was in love with Rob… GURL NO. But I do feel she loved him as a person. On the contrary, I believe Rob was in love with Chyna, and actually felt she was his potential soulmate.

So there you have it, the unorthodox love story of two stunt queens.

Now, let’s come back to the present and dissect how loud and wrong Robert Kardashian was with his social media tirade.

Is it legal to cheat on your baby daddy? No. Is it wrong to cheat on your baby daddy? Yes. Is it legal to post your baby mama’s naked pictures on social media and slut shame her? No. Does Rob have the right to be in his feelings? Yes.

I’m sorry but I can’t side with Rob and his tears this week. Chyna cheated on you and now you are doing a smear campaign on her to ease the pain of being lied to. For years we have seen Rob be disrespectful to Adrienne and disrespect her on national television. Then we watched him slut shame and disrespect Rita Ora, and guess what…he got away with it. Then we saw him call his sister Kim every name but the child of Kris… and he got away with it… But it seemed with Chyna, he had to take it a step further and try to embarrass or hurt her publicly.

There’s nothing wrong with being mad and wanting to get your point across. But releasing revenge porn as a way to hurt or sabotage someone is wrong. I don’t care who it is.

So let’s stop with the, “Well Chyna was a stripper and got naked on stage for thousands of people”… She 100% consented to stripping and was able to receive a monetary gain from it. However, she did not consent to her photos being leaked… so Houston, there in fact is a problem.

I don’t have much to say about this… it’s draining. All I really want to emphasize is, just because someone worked as a stripper or whatever, doesn’t mean they deserve to have their privacy invaded.

Bye yall.



Katy “Crocodile Tear” Perry is Cancelled:

Katy Perry is in her 30s crying because nobody cares about her album’s release. She is crying because Taylor Swift, the snake that she is, is playing chess while Katy is only familiar with checkers. That’s why she is crying. Not because she is empathetic over the fact that she uses Black culture for her personal gain, but because she has run out of reasons to make people feel bad for her and now she is going to try to cry her way through these album sales…. Or lack there of.

I’ve always been a Katy Perry fan, back when she was kissing girls and dating John Mayer. I mean from the beginning I always found it to be kind of weird how she was always old, but her music sounded like teenage pop music, but hey… who am I to judge?

From what I’ve been hearing, her “Whiteness” album hasn’t been selling and now she is going to do what works best for white women… tears. I lied, her album is actually called “Witness”; but I just think “Whiteness” is more funnier and relates )

What bothers me about this entire appropriation situation is not so much the fact that this random middle aged woman is making millions doing the same thing Black women get looked down on. But it’s the fact that people are starting to say she is innovative on hair braiding and baby hair. The other issue I have is the fact that instead of owning up to the fact that she uses People of Color as a stepping stone to sell records and remain relevant, she wants to cry and be educated on how it hurts our community.

Girl goodbye

Katy knew that rocking corn rows, green hair puffs, and eating a watermelon probably would not go well; yet she did it. She knew that dressing up as a geisha would probably offend some people, and she still did it. She knew that the Dark Horse music video concept would offend some people because of the use of dark magic, yet she still did it.

It’s time we start holding these celebrities accountable for their decision making. If you have the guts to be racially insensitive, then you should be prepared to deal with the harsh reality that the universe is going to stop supporting you (aka the reason why she’s never won a Grammy)

Nonetheless, everybody be positive and have a great day. No matter how crazy the world is right now, don’t allow that to distract you from your purpose.

Peace & Cornbread

Life as We Know It: 

Life Update:
I hope all is well with everyone. There’s no need for me to apologize for my absence, because I’ve already said sorry like 33219 times. Writers Block is truly a disease, and I’ve been trying to find a cure.
I want to touch on a few random thoughts I’ve had lately, so be prepared for an array of mess to follow.
I’ve been recently working full time for an amazing company, while trying to stick to this healthy lifestyle. I’ve been learning a lot daily and doing my best to remain positive. One lesson I’ve truly been learning is, there’s nothing wrong with being 100% focused on your passion. 
I’ve also been in a head space that hasn’t been able to focus on what truly makes me happy. You can blame that on a heavy workload, trying to figure out who I am, trying to cure my impulsive shopping habit, and honestly just second guessing my dreams. I’ve gotten to that point of my young adulthood where I don’t know if I should focus 100% of my energy into growing in a corporate company, or still spend time shaping and pushing my dreams out.
Then you have to try to differentiate who is here for you and your dreams, and who is just here for the ride. My mom always told me, if your friends aren’t happy for your success, or don’t cuss you out when you start straying away from your dreams; then they are NOT your friends…
I mean I’ve had situations where I told some of my friends my dreams, and they straight up laughed in my face… or you have some people in your life who don’t support your dreams simply out of fear you will outshine them…
So in this world today you have to figure out who’s real and who’s fake and learn to keep your hopes and dreams to yourself. Don’t speak on your goals and plans until they are ready to be executed; because you’ll notice once you move in silence, shit goes as planned.
So anyways, everybody have an amazing Friday. Get money, Twerk, Be Safe.
Also, I’ll be getting a camera soon, so be ready for some vlogging and reality tv reviews….


Adulting is so Hard:

Adulting is so hard ….

I can hear my mother’s voice telling me to enjoy being a child, because being an adult is trash and extremely stressful … yet I didn’t believe her…….

Years later, I’m sitting here in a laundromat listening to this long ass Drake album trying to piece my life together. Have you ever been so overwhelmed with tedious tasks and deadlines that your only response is to do nothing? Like imagine having a term paper, test , presentation, and party all on Friday …. and your only response to all those tasks is to nap the pain away… (that’s where I’m at)

Or receiving an email or txt , and not having the strength or ability to reply back at the moment… so you set reminders to respond… and then end up ignoring the reminders … ( me )

If I would have known being an adult was so hard, I would have tried to enjoy my childhood even more instead of rushing to be grown. As a child I would sneak and watch Bet Uncut, Sex and the City, and Girlfriends … which put me in the notion that being a kid sucked … 

I dreamed of being grown and going to a bar and getting drunk. I dreamed of being rich and having a faithful, attractive husband. I dreamed of going on vacations with my friends once a month. I didn’t even know bills were a thing. I dreamed of having a perfect body like the girls in the Bet videos. I dreamed of being this glamorous creature who could have anything I wanted in the world…..

Yet here I am. 

When I think about all my dreams and goals, it makes me wanna cry. How am I supposed to go to bed early, drink a gallon of water a day, keep up with the Kardashians, get my weekly fix on Love and Hip Hop Atlanta, workout, talk to my family, work a full time job that requires talking to people, have a functional relationship with God, hangout with friends, attempt to find a Bae, drink brown liquor, maintain my membership in the Beyhive, be a “role model” to my sister, travel, and so much more…..?

How Sway…. How?

I look at it like this, if Beyoncé can do everything she does, then I can do it…. but the problem is just finding the strength deep within to carry on with this task of being grown….

So to all my grown ass cousins …. I salute you all for making it look easy… even when being an adult is tough as hell. 

Being an adult is so hard y’all, but we can do it …. our ancestors had far less resources than we do… so we have no excuse … 

23 Ways to Make Your Life More Lit:


Happy Saturday Everyone!

I’m not sure how I should organize my thoughts on this subject, so I’m just going to lay it out. Hopefully ya’ll are understanding of my dilemma and don’t side eye me too hard. If you know me on a personal level, then you’ve probably received a call or text full of doubt, insecurities, and fear about this move. This move has been super exciting, but scary as hell! And on top of this move being scary, I’m in a foreign city without a lot of contacts, so yes I’m in my feelings.

I made the conscience decision that if I was going to have the guts to move from South Carolina, then I’m going to have to also have the guts to rid myself of the toxic pieces of my life. I had gotten so comfortable with being unhappy and complacent; and letting go of the stress filled shit kind of scared me.

So in order for me to combat this unfamiliar feeling of being free and liberated, I’m going to just put out a list of some of my personal life goals. I hope that if you are going through what I am going through, this list is able to put some fire in you; so that you can live up to your potential.

  1. Not letting others’ opinions control my life.
  2. Stop allowing your past and past failures determine your present and future.
  3. Self Accountability
  4. Be confident in your decision making
  5. Face the problems in your life, instead of running from them
  6. No more making excuses
  7. Celebrate your accomplishments.
  8. Appreciate the present for what it is.
  9. Stop obsessing over the future.
  10. Money is the motive, but don’t let it ruin you
  11. Enjoy “me” time
  12. Meditate
  13. Budget your money.
  14. Drink Water ( alot it )
  15. Be active. (Whether you are running, lifting weights, or twerking; get out and move)
  16. Find some motivation
  17. Wake up earlier than usual and take a moment to thank God or whomever you look to as a higher power.
  18. Find a hobby.
  19. Forgive those who have hurt you.
  20. Seek forgiveness from those you have hurt.
  21. Travel and Explore.
  22. Mind your business.
  23. Don’t take life too seriously.


One thing I am big on is self growth, so because I am stepping outside of my comfort zone… ya’ll should too! Life is way too short to be holding onto insecure feelings, so live a little. Take a leap of faith and watch how it will work in your favor.


Sunset ❤



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Sunset Takes On New Orleans 1:

Hey Hey.
Firstly, I want to thank everybody for their birthday wishes. Turning 23 has been an unique experience & that’s that.

So yeah , I moved to New Orleans. Random right ??? 

Since I can remember I’ve always wanted to leave South Carolina, but I could never a find a city that felt like “home”.

I knew that wherever I decided to go was going to be my chance to get my Nicodemus on and be born again. I wanted to find a city of rebirth, and what better place … New Orleans. 

After the tragic natural disaster New Orleans went through, this city has worked immensely to rebuild the city and maintain the culture. Granted it’s not where it needs to be, but the progress is definitely noticeable.

I’ll be starting a new blog series, ” Sunset Takes on New Orleans”, where I hope to document my experiences and observations in the Big Easy. This series is strictly my dumb ass opinions, and I hope to draw more visitors to the city. If you’re a New Orleans native and somehow find this ridiculous blog, feel free to show love & buy me a hand grenade. ( we will get to that in a second )

So the drive from South Carolina to New Orleans was trash, and I hope to never do it again. I rode through Georgia , Alabama , Mississippi, and then I finally got to New Orleans . I am impatient as fuck and barely have a license so let me put it like this, next time I’ll fly home.

My wonderful host Keshia has made me feel welcome, and also has this vv classy and comfortable bed. So shout out to her!

So let’s get to the nitty gritty… the roads are a fool. Like I had to double check with Sams to make sure I had warranty on my tires . There are pot holes everywhere , and uneven roads .. this is not the city to speed because your tires will neglect the hell out of you. 

Also New Orleans has hella ramps and bridges and all that & a girl from South Carolina ain’t used to that. There is this bridge I have to ride everyday, and it’s not too bad … but there’s another bridge that’s like 25 miles long & 2 lanes only …i don’t plan on using that bridge.

Also there are no left turns in this city. If you want to turn left, you have to do a u turn . That’s lowkey annoying as hell, and most of the roads have water dividing the directions of traffic… so you have to go through hell just to make a turn.

Other than the roads…. I’ve been on a search to find my long lost sister Solange. Y’all know how I feel about that those Knowles girls. Then I’ve been looking for Freedia and Juvie … but I haven’t been successful. 

Let’s bring up the liquor topic … liquor is everywhere. Walmart , Walgreens , Gas stations, EVERYWHERE. Liquor is cheap and the drinks are stronger .. so this is a perfect city to have a good time on a budget. This weekend I tried a Hand Grenade & it changed my life . It’s only $10 and will have you leaning. 

That’s all I have for today 💕. I’ll do a better job with taking pictures of the city. 
Sunset ❤️
So as I’m writing this, I’ve been hearing a train noise and was ignorant to what the hell it was….. there’s a tornado outside … so please pray for the city.. a lot of people lost their homes today! I’ll figure out what charities are going to be helping these families & I’ll fill y’all in.

I Will Not be Silenced These Next 4 Years:


The inauguration was trashy and tacky and tired…let’s move on. Oh and Chrisette Michelle and her Basquiat skirt is canceled.

I want to address why it is imperative that people who are working for equality and the betterment of this country should not allow others to silence them. This is a rant and will consist of my current thoughts. Sorry in advance J.

I use social media as my platform to bring awareness to the good, the bad, and the ugliness of our world today. My social media posts range from Beyonce’s diet plan to the Migos releasing an album, to Trump’s executive decisions. I don’t allow my platform to revolve around just one topic. However, lately my Facebook has been used as a way to discuss different issues going on with our federal government. Unless you’ve been living under a rock, everybody knows Facebook is the website that allows you to keep up with your aunts and uncles, and to judge the hell out of your high school and college classmates. I know I’m not the only person, who adds old classmates, solely to be nosey.

Adding old classmates and coworkers to my Facebook has been one of the stupidest decisions I’ve ever made, due to the fact it has illustrated how ridiculous a lot of my old friends’ views are. I’ve had Facebook friends to call Obama a monkey. I’ve had friends that have sympathized with Dylan Roof. I’ve had friends that have attempted to slander Beyonce. I’ve had friends that have justified the killings of Trayvon Martin, Sandra Bland, and many more Blacks who have lost their lives simply because of the color of their skin. I’ve had White friends who have openly said the “n” word and the “f” word on their profiles. I’ve even had conspiracy theorist friends who have posted about how the Holocaust and slavery was not as bad as the world makes it.

I can go on all day about the crazy shit I see on different social media sites; but I want even waste your time. One thing I love about social media today is the fact that it is highlighting the things our country has spent decades hiding from the public. Granted I’ve known about how racial police forces have been, yet until the social media age… I had never seen somebody getting beat or killed for “making an armed office feel threatened”. I’ve heard about people calling somebody the “n” word in public, but until I was able to get on Twitter and see different videos, it was not something that I dealt with often.

And now that I see a police shooting, racial profiling, or murder of a minority so often; I’ve become used to it. Why is it a normal thing in America for a minority to get shitted on? Why? Why is it every time I see something gory that involves a Black person getting beat or murdered on Twitter that its become a second nature?

I shared a link on Facebook a few days ago about Trump charging the taxpayers to build the wall, and my old coworker commented telling me I talk about racial tension too much. She felt that by me speaking on it, I was igniting problems into the world. Granted this is the same girl who felt it was rude to not agree with a neo-nazi ; so I mean what can I expect? Then in the comments I have another friend who tells me, if I’m so upset with Trump, I should just go “back” to another country. (Back to another country? What’s that supposed to insinuate?)

Then I saw another post of a Trump supporter saying “We [democrats or Black people] got our turn to have Obama, so now it’s their [republicans] turn to have Trump”… whatever that’s supposed to mean. Then the same girl went on to say that Obama is the reason racial tensions in the country have started, and because of Obama she no longer has Black friends because we are too angry for her to deal with… (Mind you this lady is an elementary teacher).

People are so uncomfortable with minorities speaking their minds, being educated and successful; so now they are doing everything they can do to silence us. Racists are so uncomfortable with the fact that their hidden characteristic has come to light, and now they are having to face the consequences of wanting a divide in the country.

People are upset about women and men marching in the Women’s Marches throughout the country. People are upset with women wanting rights to birth control and abortions. People are upset that the LGBT community is not allowing society to silence them. People are upset that HBCUS exist. People are upset that minority programs exist. And the people I am speaking on are the men and women that are leading our government.

I don’t want you to read this and just share it with a friend. I want you to read this and figure out what you can specifically do to better this country. Whether it means voting during every election, starting an organization that will help those affected by the new laws our government is passing or whatever. Marching. Calling your local representatives. DO SOMETHING. This country is about to make a turn for the worse, and it’s our job to make this country a place that holds respect for each and every person.



Sunset Noir.





The last time I’ll be able to say, “My President is Black and my Lambo is Blue”:

This is legitimately sad as hell… The Obamas have finished their two terms in the White House & I’m left here reminiscing at how dope it was to even have them as the First Family. We are truly about to get some ashy ass people in the White House soon 🙄🙄🙄. 
This country’s foundation was built on hate and inequality, and to see a Black man lead the free world with dignity honestly makes my heart smile. 
I’m trying not to be emotional or selfish, but damn our country literally made a few steps forward to acceptance , equality, and change; and to know that those 8 years of hard work, are now about to be jeopardized. 
And let me get ONE thing straight, Obama was elected because he offered the country a chance to move on from it’s old ways. Obama, a Black Ivy League graduate, offered the country a chance to make a change. He was elected in an effort to bring in equality and to give hope to the disenfranchised population.

On the other hand , we have Your president elect , donald trump. A candidate who was not even taken seriously years ago because of his reality tv affiliations and bad character; yet now he has all these bandwagon supporters.

Tell me something, 10 years ago do y’all think any of his voters would have supported him? He was nothing but an obnoxious, business man who most of America despised. Trump was not and is not relatable to the American people. ( but let me not even go there ).
Trump was not elected because of his “plans” to make America “great” again. Nor was he elected because of his “amazing” tax plan or his iconic idea to build a wall to block out Mexicans from a country they lowkey were at first…. ( *insert shade and sarcasm* )

Trump was elected because he had the guts to say what America has been saying behind our backs the whole time. He wants America to go back to the good old Jim Crow, segregated Ass days. He doesn’t believe the LGBT community should have rights, he sure as hell does not believe in having respect for those around him.

He was elected because White America needed payback. How dare our country elect a Black man to lead the free world ? How dare we give the LGBT community rights. How dare we give health insurance to everybody? 

Voters were so upset that there was a Black family in office, that they chose the first candidate that showed no respect for the man they chose to hate simply because of the color of his skin. I can promise you this, if Trump’s platform wasn’t built on hate, he would not have gotten the support he has gotten over the past few months. 

A majority of the shit Trump has said and done has been unethical as hell, but because he chose to choose a platform of hate… he gave white america a chance to redeem their goals of going back in time.

SORRY I HAD TO GET THAT OFF MY CHEST, but to get back on subject….

Obama was elected to save us from the decline we were in and he was successful. Whether you want to admit it, Obama did a damn good job being the leader of our country.

I’m not sure what I’ll miss most about the Obama family. Is it how snatched and elegant Thee Michelle LaVaughn Obama is…? I mean home girl has TWO, not one, but TWO Ivy League degrees and still has time to slay. Or hell let’s not forget to mention that Barack and Michelle are probably the only first family to have two daughters that still have to keep their grades up, work, and then maintain the family name. 

I mean think about it, what scandals have we heard about the Obama girls … (and please don’t bring up Malia dancing with friends at a party) 

This family spent 8 years scandal free, and were able to inspire everyone around them. I am honored to have lived in this country during the Obama era, and will forever appreciate his bravery and dignity. 

What Obama did for the minorities will never be forgotten. He made it his duty to welcome diversity into our world, and we will never get a president as real as him.

Y’all it just hit me… Barack really had Beyoncé to perform at the inauguration… how can you not love this man? He has great musical taste…

And one more thing… Theeeee Beyoncé Giselle Knowles- Carter and the Obamas were friends … so there’s that…. #iconic

YALL I AM ACTUALLY OVER HERE CRYING AND TYPING…. this feels like a nightmare … Beyoncé, sis help us !!!! 😫😫😫

I would write peace and cornbread, but quite frankly… I’m not at peace with the world around me… 
Faith ❤
&& to end this post on a good note.. I’ve had this song on repeat for the past few days & felt like y’all should dab to it too !! Trump is y’all president, so why not distract yourselves with a dope song to vibe to…

Ig: rodojo21 

A Sprinkle of Thoughts for your Wednesday:

I’m starting to feel like some of yall’s dead beat daddy… who only checks on his kids on birthdays and tax season .. Lol , I said I’ll do better … but here we are.

I’m laying in my temperpedic , listening to bad and boujee and reflecting … and I wanted to just share with y’all some thoughts going through my head……

I’ve been spending the past ten days trying to follow my New Years resolutions and I can honestly say … the shit drags.

Drink more water. Cuss less. Don’t be petty. Blog everyday. Workout everyday. Work on memorizing Lil Kim’s entire catalog. Be positive. Don’t cuss. Increase flexibility. Try to tolerate Trump supporters . Don’t cuss. Go to sleep early & wake up earlier. Stop spending money on food. Blog more. & most importantly … stay true to myself .

Granted , my resolutions aren’t the hardest goals to reach; however it’s recently been a struggle. I catch myself trying change or switch up the goals, simply because I’ve grown comfortable with my old , ratchet ass habits … ( peep that cuss word?) 

And not only have I grown comfortable with my old, stubborn ways.. I’ve even gotten to the point where I think I’m too good for patience. 

Like I catch myself getting frustrated with progress, and want to see results to my hard work immediately. Is it just me or are some of y’all dealing with this too?

It’s like in our society, you’re supposed to graduate from school, then either go to another college or get this amazing, high paying job in your major… then get married. 

And I’ve gotten none of that accomplished. And it’s stressful as hell. It’s hard having to look your parents in the face and try to explain to them your goals and dreams. 

And that’s something I’m learning more and more everyday. Sometimes it’s better to do more and talk less. Why? Cause you’re gonna spend so much time trying to make everybody feel comfortable about your personal goals …. when you could simply be working on improving your own damn self.

I encourage everyone to write down their plans for the future and take them seriously … stop putting off what you can do RIGHT now for something that’s not even important. 
Peace & Cornbread…
Faith ❤