Ask me About my Hair and I Will Probably Lie!

Ask me about my hair and I will probz lie. I could go forth with a extensive and elaborate dissection of why your questions regarding my change in hair length and style are both malignant and micro-aggressive but tbh, ain’t nobody got time for that (maybe in a future post tho). So, let me hit…

Why is Your Good Time Dependant on Me?

Why the fuck does your good time depend on me. So we’re at a party and there’s some trash music playing which you’ve decided is good so you’re going to dance to it. However I have good taste and I know it’s awful and my body refuses to move to said rhythm. So you’re going…

When the Timeline be poppin’

So it was the Oscars on Sunday or whatever (was very much my sentiment before the ceremony and is slightly less so after it) but pretty much, I’m not that fussed. I was ofcourse overjoyed or some of the results, Auntie Viola Davis, Man Crush Everyday Mahershala Ali (also would’ve of been happy with Dev…

No Picni For Me Please

You see me yeah?! Nuh chil’ a gwarn sparn of mi loin. And for those of you who do not speak the beautifully nuanced language of patois like myself and Rihanna (no she’s not just making noises in Work) I said… No child is going to spawn of my here very loins. I don’t want kids. No…

Podcasts Saved My Life

The way I had set up my life over the last few years, was rather specific. The places I hung out (in terms of clubs & bars) the concerts I went to (a lot, mainly by myself because people have no taste), but probably most importantly, the company I surrounded myself with. I had curated…

Is Petty a Bad Thing?

I speak 3 languages fluently, English, Sarcasm, and Petty. No seriously, I excel at them, particularly in the latter two. The initial idea for this post came from a convo I was having with a good friend of mine last summer were I was gleefully eulogising about my language of love, Petty. I had expected full…

Introversion and Extroversion aren’t opposites

I’m an introvert. Proud and self-proclaimed. Have been for as long as I remember, and going off what my nursery, infant, and primary school reports say, I’ve never been afraid of some ‘me’ time. But a common misconception I feel is thought about us lovers of our own company is that we can never leave the house,…

Can We Please Stop Speaking Over Black Women

So can we please go ahead and stop speaking over Black Women. This of course goes beyond just this marginalised group of people queens and should be applied to all marginalised, oppressed, and unheard groups of people. But lets stay on task with this post. Can we please stop speaking over Black Women. The inspiration for…

What are you lookin’ at!

I am not great in social situations. I am not great when propelled to the forefront against my want. I am not great when made to be a spectacle (unless on insta, where your double taps are encouraged.) But in most facets of life, I don’t want to be your Mona Lisa (I also have…

A Picture a Day Keeps the Trifling Memory at Bay

So, when perusing the WordPress webs I came across a blog solely dedicated to posting a picture everyday without fail (apparently a really popular idea, who’d of thunk it.) Now, the running theme for me and this here very blog is inconsistency, so I thought it might be a really cool initiative for me to unashamedly co-opt….

Williams: 0 – 0 (Love & Love)

OK, so be prepared for a disorganised, unfocused barrage of gushing emotions  devoted to the first 2 loves of my life, VENUS & SERENA WILLIAMS. To put it simply, if I were to marry a  woman, these 2 would be at the top of the list (not that I am even close to being worthy)….

Same blog! Who dis?!

When I started this blog, this project, this collection of ramblings I’m not quite sure what I expected of it, or what I expected from myself. But it quickly felt like a path with no real direction, and whilst an adventure into the unknown has regularly been a friend to me, I’m not convinced this one…