Not Your Grandmother’s Relationship
I was talking with a friend today and he suggested that single women “not knowing their roles” is what leads to the problems in properly dating in our community. The feminist in me was about to flip out, but then he continued on, stating that part of the success of old school relationships (circa the 1950’s and 60’s) was the clarity of gender roles, but also the sense of pride and self worth folks carried. He said there was a dignity to their lives and a preciousness in their roles within the context of their relationships that made certain dynamics we experience today impossible back then; but I’m not so sure.
Continue reading »You Shouldn’t Have…No Really
Long, long ago (1997 to be exact) in a land far, far away (Detroit), I was celebrating my 18th birthday and my boyfriend at the time decided to surprise me with two extra special gifts. He was always a thoughtful guy and was generally very good at paying attention to the little things, so I was excited when he called and told me he was on his way over with some one-of-a-kind gifts made just for me.
Always A Bridesmaid, Never Want To Be The Bride
“So, when are you getting married?” That’s probably one of the most obnoxious questions known to man. If you’re a single woman in your mid-twenties or beyond, you’ve probably heard it more than once. The tone—sometimes accusatory, sometimes full of pity—does not change the knee jerk, eye-rolling reaction. Maybe a sista just doesn’t want to jump the broom. How about that?
Continue reading »Girl Talk: Do You Have a Signature Sex Move?
The other night I sat down with my man to watch Kat Williams’ new comedy dvd (I’m hoping that joint is out in stores–’cause if not I may have to confess some things…lol) and on it he mentions that by a certain age every man should have a signature sex move and/or dismount…yes, dismount lol. My man and I cracked up laughing, because he definitely has a signature move, but then I got to thinking–what about the ladies…shouldn’t we have a signature “sumthin, sumthin”?
Google Me Baby
Admit it. You did it. You met a guy at some cutesy bar. He gave you a drink, his conversation and his card. You went home and googled him. It’s nothing to be ashamed of, girl. Employers and your ex-boyfriends do it on a regular basis, so why shouldn’t a potential girlfriend do the same?




