Hey Soul Sister...and all that jazz

The Warblers are any virile teenage gay guy's fantasy...like Kurt's, but is Kurt really 'virile' on the show?-That's a story for another day( and virile is such a gross sounding word anyway,like sterile) He is adorable though. Am in love with the Warblers too especially Mr.Center Stage himself-Blaine-sigh....

And here's something to make all those frustrated Mommy and Daddy's out there smile:

You really aren't as crazy as you think

Am in such a good mood today, I love these kind of days. When everything just clicks. When you see that your hard work really is paying off and you really ain't so bad after all. In fact you are amazing.

I really do not get why people do not love this Imani Coppola song, its awesome and was on Daria.


Anyhoo found this link on dating good guys and found it so appropriate for me and all my girrrrlfriends...http://thoughtcatalog.com/2011/on-dating-good-guys/

Here's a Vivian Green song that is very contradictory to the self love I have stated above but which I adore anyway...

Totally into the 90s

I grew up in the  nineties and man those were the days for feel good music. Easy music. Not that serious, laid back music. Music you could actually laugh and dance to. Music that had a real message, okay not all of the music though. I loved the whole empowerment thing that black girl groups had going on back then...the likes of Cece Peniston and Salt n Pepa.Memories....

Here is a song with a fine man, who dated Halle Berry and apparently hit her-I do not know how true that is- but he looked good AND could actually belt out some tunes...

'La vie boheme'

Just recently got into the whole Rent vibe....I think La Vie Boheme is my favourite song...its got so much...'stuff' in it. Pity some people find it over the top...but hey...

And then, wouldn't it be a wonderful world if a few people spent their daily lives giving others hugs like it was their day job? How many people would not turn away?And its even cooler when a 'deep' band like DMB, sing something simple about love(and not romantic love)...

Mirror in the sky, what is love?

'Well am getting older too, so take this love and take it down, and if you climb a mountain...' These are a few words from Stevie Nick's song Landslide and obviously it's my most favorite song of hers.

To make it better, there was even a side of sapphic love brought to it on an episode of Glee, when Santana aka Satan sang it to Brittany. So sweet. And for once gay love was portrayed in a more complicated way, not just in terms of sex...

To me this song is about finally growing up and letting someone in, letting someone really and truly love me. No holds barred. I do think am at that point in my life and this time I hope for real because I have felt that way so many times before only to regret it...

And in the literal sense I am getting older...its my birthday...

I left my head and my heart on the dance floor

The above title is from a line in that Lady Gaga and Beyonce song, sounding even better on Glee....so good.

There are some black girls in Kenya going around praising the wonders of all natural hair. Is it racist to call black hair woolly? Maybe nappy hair or kinky hair or just plain ol' hard hair sounds better than that...

I simply do not get the hype.

Throughout my early childhood, till around age 10, I had this 'wonderful' natural hair and it was my worst nightmare. There was nothing that could ease the pain of trying to straighten Afro hair that had just been washed. It was more painful than the tooth extractions my Dad forced on me. Every weekend was a trip to the dreaded family salon, where they could only subdue me by  making sure I had cried enough to fall asleep. My mother gave up on mine and my sister's hair as well. She kept a scissors handy whenever she shampooed our hair, but Dad would have none of his daughters' crowning glory taken away.

But  Mom soon discovered the wonders of straightening, first with curling relaxers and then later straightening relaxers. To me it was a miracle. No more torturous washes and traumatic blow dries-of which am still afraid of to this day. I know its all about being proud of my heritage, but just as some women choose to go all natural, I choose to do my perm. So please don't tell me stuff about disowning my true black self and instead educate me on how I can maintain my 'authentic' look without going through the pain I endured in my childhood. Let's not get into politics and professionalism, let's just go into what is maintainable in the real world.

Just how white am I?

This is a question that I am honestly very tired of. I am a black twenty something year old female who hates being put in boxes. Boxes that say, am too white, too elite, too suburban, too geeky(this label I really do not mind). You cannot be too much of anything. I unfortunately love most, if not all, spheres of life in this world, ask my friends. I have more than once made the detrimental mistake of caring for people who were anything and everything. By this I mean, I take a liking too easily for people, like Meredith from Grey's Anatomy. And the irony is once I find out they are all too human, I do not forget, just like Grey. So it kind of explains why my tastes vary so widely and why am not that faithful to one in particular.