So by now I think we have all heard Yasmin Eleby’s story. The 40 year old married herself in a ceremony at the Houston Museum of African American culture followed by a lavish ceremony where she performed R. Kelly’s “I Believe I Can Fly” before her ten bridesmaids, family and friends. People Magazine reports that Eleby promised herself she would go through with the event if she did not have someone to marry by age 40.
I didn’t expect the story to get as much traction as it did, but it’s obvious we have social media to thank for that. I expected a few laughs and raised eyebrows here and there, but the tidal wave of opinions were quite alarming. People, especially women surprisingly, blamed Eleby’s event on everything from low self-esteem to feminism. But what I found missing from these jokes and discussions were the pressures women face to “have it all.” read more » » » »
I know all too well how it feels to have a secret that I wish I could tell someone, yet at the same time if I told this secret, it could potentially ruin my character. The moment after it all happened; I knew instantly that I should keep my mouth shut. I had already been deemed a young lady who was lost with a hard time finding her way. I knew it was my fault; had I just followed my intuition and went home that night after celebrating my 22nd birthday with friends, perhaps I wouldn’t have found myself waking up to him raping me.
After a night of partying way too much and having too many drinks, all that I remember is blacking out in the backseat of my friend’s car. The next morning, I found myself going in and out of sleep, not really sure where I was or how I got there, but I also felt a heavy weight on top of me. As I began to open my eyes and began to comprehend what was happening, I was finally able to process the activity of rape. I started to mumble, “no,no”. Then I mustered enough strength to demand that he removed himself from on top of me, “get off of me…stop, stop! get off of me!” read more » » » »
This past Wednesday, September 24th was Bisexual Visibility Day, a time to celebrate those in the LGBTQ community who have an attraction to more than one gender. Of course, social media was filled with stories, shows of support and discussions regarding and involving those who are bisexual. One such discussion focused on whether or not women who identify as bisexual are more accepted and tolerated than bisexual men. It appeared that the majority voted “yes.” As the discussion pushed further in the affirmative direction, I disagreed and had my opinion dismissed as inaccurate. read more » » » »
I have to admit, I am a die-hard reality show fan. I faithfully follow the story line of Love & Hip-Hop, Housewives of Atlanta and Ex Wives of Holywood/LA; and as much as I have tried to convince myself that I am supporting a very toxic and negative perception of Black women, I can’t help but to be enthralled by the deception and the drama that has manifested in these people’s lives.
Whether the story line is fantasy or reality, it’s definitely low-quality entertainment that keeps the anticipation going amongst thousands of viewers each week. However, I have noticed a very peculiar trend within the most recent seasons of these reality shows. Many of the male cast members have left their “main chick” for their “side chick”, with no remorse or shame. read more » » » »
Stephen A. Smith, co-host of ESPN First Take, has been suspended for making, what has been deemed as, impervious comments about the role women take in domestic violence.
During Friday’s airing of First Take, the Baltimore Raven’s running back, Ray Rice’s domestic violence case was being discussed amongst Smith and First Take regulars, when Smith commented that, women often times “provoke” men to act in a violent matter towards them. read more » » » »
In the age of social media it can feel as if everyone is living a fast-paced, glamorous life except you. We instagram everything – our dinners, gifts, vacations and lovers. In such overt displays of “happiness” we can find ourselves (sub-consciously) aiming to match our friends, or even trying to best them at their game.
I think I’m a pretty secure person. Years of therapy have proven that I am quite honest when it comes to myself. I’m able to see my flaws, able to say yes and no for the most part and mean it. But lately, I’ve had to realize that I have given into this need to be living “that” lifestyle. I was starting not to remember the last time I said no to an event or gathering, immediately determining that my life and my finances came first before my desire to please. read more » » » »