Short and sweet... just wanted to say hi and happy Leo season. Summer has me feeling super carefree and in party mode. This rain has me boo’d up. And Curlfest 2018 was the best time I’ve had in my short history of attending festivals. Black women truly rock and we are all kinds of beautiful and glorious. Stay creative my listeners. Use this wet weather to get inspired instead of feeling bothered. Remember all the wonderful things that the rain gives birth to. Have a great week! Xoxo

Help me understand how you deal with being born of this country and still be shunned because you are some shade of brown. I’m a legal outsider (had to put that out there Cuz don’t need those people knocking on my door if you know what I mean) but truthfully would love to understand the Black experience a lot more. The fact that this is a topic of conversation has really got me twisted. Holla at your girl. And happy birthday to all my Cancerian babies.

Yeah a famous white lady actually said those words to me recently. You really have to be careful who you spend time with and who you let speak to you. There’s always some kind of mind f*ckery going on. Someone always trying to plant ideas into your head. It’s the invasion of the body snatchers out here for real.

In light of the recent sad news of Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain, a lot of questions come to mind. The older I get the more I feel a little overwhelmed with the day to days of life. It’s a hamster wheel effect of geeezus is this all there is? Wash, rinse, repeat?? After getting hit with a huge unexpected car repair bill, the anxiety crept in and grabbed a hold of me for like four days. It was suffocating. Didn’t feel like be social, couldn’t focus on anything else and still I had to power through it. It made me wonder could something like finances really unhinge me into doing the unthinkable. Can the same be said for loneliness or some other bluesy feeling? Great that light is being shed on mental illness and suicide. Sad that it takes for some big name players to take their lives in order for the conversation to be one worth having. My heart goes out to anyone who is or was affected by the suicide of a loved one. Maybe it’s time we redefine “social networking” and really get social.

Gotta say hi and bye real quick. Miss talking to my listeners but damn these germs and mutant pollen. Happy June y’all. Go forth and be productive! ✌🏾

I can’t get to my happy place as easily as before. What the heck is happening to me? Hormones? Environment? Too many options?? Who the heck knows but it’s worth documenting. Give me clap and a thumbs up if what I’m saying gels with you. If you are feeling like I am right now maybe we can figure some ish out together. Sound good??? Gimme a shout

After all these months I have caved in to Bambi eyes of my stepmother and her island cooking. Lawd help me! I have to get back on track. Support is key and the only way to be successful in my quest for cleaner eating is to be accountable for myself and my health. Since I know better, the responsibility to show others is mine. We fall down but we get up. This week I may have to have strictly fruits to repair any adverse effects from ingesting fish and birthday cake. Have a great week y’all! The struggle continues...

Got hit with a Super lemon today so this episode is a wee bit of lemonade. Huuuuge shout out to Triple A aka AAA, for getting me unstuck and home safely. For my tow truck dude, Cito, you’re super duper big truck slanger. Have a great week Anchorheads!!!

Feeling literally under the weather but had to say a teeny hello hi and good night. Stay well my Anchorheads. Scarf and hat it up until it stays above 65 degrees without the late night dip back down to frigid. Peace and have a wonderful week!

There was a time when balance existed in the media. For every tv show or song that had explicit anger churning lyrics, there were the wholesome grounded shows and songs that wrapped you in good vibes. VH1 has become the home of most ratchet tv shows next to Bravo. Stereotypes out the ying yang being reinforced every week. Backstabbing, drink throwing, men cheating, side chick baby having “ratchetness”. This is my revelation and possible cure to what I used to think was entertainment.

On any given Sunday, the opportunity to connect and laugh with good people is not as rare as you may think. Shift your focus on more lighthearted things and truly lead with your good energy. Try our new things constantly and stay open to possibilities. You’ll be surprised who you might meet. Could be just the answers to those many questions you’ve been looking for!

When you’re single and you have the desire. That “American Dream” fairytale pops into your head. To buy or not to buy a house. Are you really ready for everything that comes along with being a homeowner? For the ladies, does your man know how to fix things? Do you? The Magnificent Edie and I discuss.

Through Art. Just a quick segment on not feeling guilty for loving all things sensual and sexual just because of some past sexual violations. One has nothing to do with the other. Hallelujah!!!

Sad to say it wasn’t the first but it was a moment in time that was brought to light by this mofo’s post on LinkedIn supporting the “Me Too” movement. A creep who pimps being a reformed abuser of women in an attempt to keep himself relevant. So how do I navigate the situation? How do I proceed and prepare for whatever happens by speaking up?

The supa dupa fly Eeesh and I talk about the wonderfulness of Wakanda and the Blec Pentha. Apologies for some of the choppiness. T-mobile towers might have been affected by last Friday's No'reaster.

The not-so-urban adventures of a dope creative going vegan and striving to keep her Zen in this ever evolving NYC. If you are looking for variety then I'm your lady. My collection ranges from all too relevant pet peeves to really mind blowing health tidbits I gather on my path to vegan bliss. The goal is to keep my rants positive as well as entertaining. Please let me know how I'm doing with that. Thank ye in advance!

I don’t know if mercury is in retrograde but my ladies and I tried about five times to have our conference conversation. All types of abort mission flags went up. Nothing worked. Couldn’t hear the other girls. They couldn’t hear me. So I leave this little blurb and we will return hopefully next Sunday with some more intriguing conversation. Stay tuned. You won’t be disappointed.

Black Business Epic FAIL!!!