Archive for June, 2011

Thematic Thursdays: Blood Lace Fronts?

Is covering up your balding edges worth a few people’s lives? A group of Facebook users say, “No.” The “Rally Against Lacefronts” has garnered nearly 10,000 supporters who say, “Lets all take a stand to stop this plague that is causing so much grief on the streets of our black communities around the world!!!!”

To quote Haki Madhubuti, “Every action of an oppressed people is political” — even your unkempt edges. Your desire to “whip your hair back and forth” like Tyra and Beyonce could be causing more damage than your yaki-covered brain is aware of.  In certain areas of the country (I’m not naming any names, but they like to get hyphy there), stylists have been pepper sprayed and jacked for a bucket of hair. Right here in Los Angeles, Bliss Hair was robbed at gun point just a few months ago.

This doesn’t mean you have to lose all versatility and cast weaves to the wind. Just stop buying that “Blood Yaki” out of stolen Novas and get your tracks from a reputable source — preferably a black one.

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Workin’ Wednesdays: Pat My Back & I’ll Pat Yours

There’s nothing like a repeat client, who also gives referrals.  Emmy award nominated choreographer, Jeffrey Page, hired my design firm, Suuru, again.  The brother has sent numerous dollars in my door — referring three paying clients in the last two months.  Here is the mock up of the e-newsletter that I designed for him last week.  It doesn’t include all of the info that ended up in the final html version, but I did set a link through to his You Tube channel, so you can check him out, hire him for a residency, to choreograph a video, or to teach your grandma how to Dougie *wink.*  Enjoy!

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Tuesdays With Mooch & Fuss: Therapy and Pre-School


Mooch has requested therapy, because she’s “grieving over her father.” This will be another expense tacked onto the many existing ones that he fails to take care of. He’s been breaking my wallet for years, and now the damage to my child is finally bearing its ugly cracks as well. She’s very upset and “determined to get over him.” Kaiser offers twenty-two sessions with a $15 co-pay for each. We’ll see how that goes.

Fuss tested out a co-op preschool today. I always like to do at least two to three half days per week from age two to socialize the children properly. I will still continue to homeschool her as I did with Mooch. She was the smallest kid on the yard, but she certainly stood her ground. The kids were very sweet, offering her hugs, flowers, and a chance to ride in a Flinstone-style whip.

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Marital Mondays: Missing Him


I miss Hannibal. I know you’re like, “Doesn’t he live with you?” Well, yeah, he does, but we are in serious hustle mode — exchanging kisses while drafting emails and checking in with each other while updating blog posts. It’s exciting, but I just want to have a moonlit conversation or go on a date that isn’t for networking purposes.

We do a morning call to catch up and discuss plans for the evenings and weekends, and we bone like bucking broncos. We eat dinner as a family four nights per week, but the other three our schedules don’t permit it.

We are overworked, overstressed, and doing the most. I’ve cut a few things off of my plate, so I should have more time to churn out the mountain of copy required for Komplicated and still teach the girls not to comb their hair with broccoli.

Our affection towards each other hasn’t changed. We joke. We hug. We support each other’s goals. Sometimes I just rub his thigh while he types, because I want to be close, but I’m so exhausted from dancing, designing and chasing Fuss. We sleep close and cuddle often, but it’s still rough. It’s just a mile during a lifelong marathon. We’ll get through it.

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Thematic Thursdays: What is Love? Ask a 4-Year-Old

Actual Children’s Answers to The Question “What Is Love?”

“Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.” – Chrissy, age 6

“Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.” – Terri, age 4

“Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.” – Danny, age 7

“Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss.” – Emily, age 8

“If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate.” – Nikka, age 6

“Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.” – Noelle, age 7

“Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.” – Tommy, age 6

“During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.” – Cindy, age 8

“My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.” – Clare, age 6

“Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.” – Elaine, age 5

“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Brad Pitt.” – Chris, age 7

“Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.” – Mary Ann, age 4

“I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.” – Lauren, age 4

“When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.” – Rebecca, age 8

“When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.” – Karen, age 7

“You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.” – Jessica, age 8

[Source: Harlemink]

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