Life in Pink

       As of late, my favorite phrase to say whether it be in a serious manner or in a playful way is, “Let me tell you something…” it is usually proceeded by a funny joke or anything that i feel needs to be said. The phrase comes as a natural line when having a conversation with someone to inform them of what you want to say. There is a video somewhere on Beyoncé’s Internet, of a young man wearing a fake mustache, running into the camera and pointing saying, “Let me tell you something.”         Well I come not running towards a camera but writing this, saying this to whomever may be reading, “Let me tell you something…” followed by the title of this post, “don’t talk to me today.” Don’t talk to me unless you have something useful to say. Unless you have something meaningful to say. Unless you have something to contribute to today’s conversation. That conversation, is the conversation about how it feels to be alive in this political climate. Wh...

2018 has been and is the year of the Black woman. There is no arguing this. No debating this. This is a fact. In fact, you could try to debate this with me about this and you will find that I would be winning the debate. I thought this to myself at the start of this year and I can’t remember exactly why, but as August begins, I only feel stronger about my claim. These past months has provided me with so much evidence to support my statement. In no way am I trying to slight women of other races, I am simply uplifting black women. Women who look like me. Women who identify the way I do. When 2018 began, I had a feeling that this particular demographic, black women, would reach new heights. My theory was proved true, literally , when Therese Patricia Okoumou, a black immigrant woman, climbed The Statue of Liberty on Independence Day, to protest immigrant children being torn away from their parents. Upon her release, she wore a black t-shirt that read “White Supremacy is Terrorism.” ...