How My Biggest Challenge Helped Me Grow In 2017

One of the biggest challenges I’ve faced this year, besides my dad dying, was with my body. On my vision board this year instead of claiming I wanted to simply lose weight I put “have a better relationship with food and my body.” I had no idea all the things that would come from that statement.

As a receptionist it gives me A LOT of access to food, especially free food- pizza, pastries, bagels, sandwiches, salad, cookies, and the list goes on. Besides the free food are all the restaurants, bakeries, and drug stores in the surrounding area to fuel my other cravings. I gained roughly 20-30 lbs since I started the job in 2016. My indulgence in all of the above at work plus my off work eating and drinking habits have played a part in my weight gain.

Throughout this year of trying several things to lose weight I came face to face with myself and my shit! I realized it had less to do with the food and everything to do with me choosing myself over the bull shit.

Crazy enough I thought I was already focusing on me, but really I was just distracting myself with more shit. I filled my life with so many things that I had no time for me, let alone cooking and exercising. When I did have time for me it quickly involved sleep. Every time I turned on Hulu or Netflix I would be sleep less than 10 minutes into it. I would go to great events, but couldn’t enjoy it because I just wanted to be home. I got a lot of things done, but a lot of things also fell through the cracks.

My weight has become less about my physical appearance, and more about a lifestyle of neglecting myself by putting food inside me that at times I didn’t enjoy (as much as I thought), not being as active as I would like to be, and overall not choosing myself. I know what is healthy and what’s not, but I would choose the latter anyway.  

After a long summer and fall I’ve come to realize a few things about my life, body, and trying to lose weight.

You Gotta Put In The Time

Over the years I’ve made my career more important than my life, and still don’t feel significantly closer to success than I did the year before. I thought if I hankered down and focused on my writing it would yield quick results.  

I began to work my day job 8:00 a.m.- 5:30 p.m., and then work from 6 p.m.- 8, 9 or even 10 p.m. on any given weekday. I thought I was hustling, focusing, and doing what needed to be done to considered successful. Mind you I wasn’t making that much more money and found myself spending half a month’s rent on food- including eating out with friends for brunch, dinner, and happy hour.

I used to walk home sometimes from work. That stopped.

I even realized I hadn’t cooked in my apartment from June until mid October, unless making smoothies count. It really hit me when I signed up for Weight Watchers in the spring that after three months I never went to a meeting. I never made the time to go. In three months I couldn’t find one hour to go to a meeting anywhere in Manhattan. That was ridiculous.

Looking at my life I saw where not taking the time applied to a lot of other areas I was struggling with. “I don’t have time for that” had literally become my motto since college. Not making time came with a huge cost to my health, finances, career, friendships and overall well-being. Needless to say it was also a cop-out so I didn’t have to deal with difficult things in my life. I see now that it’s best to remove things from my life, prioritize, and take the time to be thorough instead of running, hiding, and avoiding my reality.

I Need To Deal With My Emotions

If I’m honest food is my friend, my protector, my comforter, my everything. I didn’t realize how bad it was until this year after trying to diet time after time. Food allows me to not have to feel the feelings that can overcome me sometimes. Adulting is real. Bills are real. When I find myself unable to shop for clothes, attend that cool class, or buy that ticket out the country I know I can afford a slice of cake, almond croissant, burger, or popcorn to make me feel better.

With everything I had taken on with freelance writing and editing, my actual job, volunteering, and beginning to identify my feelings, it was too much to deal with so I ate more. I noticed after an uncomfortable or difficult session with my therapist I would always eat something even though I wasn’t hungry.

The discomfort was too much. Its still something I’m working through, but at least I can recognize the symptoms. I’m slowly making better choices to not only handle my emotions, but to also treat myself when I want to celebrate or be sad. Finding fun, exciting, and inexpensive ways to add more pleasure and happiness to my life is becoming invaluable to me on this journey.

Being Mindful in Life

My last attempt at losing weight involved me going to see a specialized doctor (results still to be determined). Part of his recommendations to me were to stop watching tv when I’m eating, to take a minute to smell my food and look at it before I eat, and to ask myself two question when deciding to eat something.

This routine brought to my attention just how mindless I am when I eat. Every time I watch tv I’m eating or want to eat. Following the doctor’s order has been very difficult, but I’m so much more aware of my eating habits. Not only do I eat when I’m emotional, but also when I’m bored or avoiding something. Its been difficult watching tv and eating slowly in silence.

When I think back to how long I’ve had the habit of watching tv while eating its been practically my whole life. Breaking old habits are never fun, but necessary. This has allowed me to be mindful about a lot of other things in my life like my social media use, and how I can be more productive. Most importantly I see how I engage with myself when I’m not forcing myself to do something to fill the time, and it too is a very uncomfortable space for me to be in.

Also, my finances were getting out of control. I was just swiping away thoughtlessly trying to keep up with the crowd and feed my cravings. I’m more mindful of where I am financially without being ashamed. A lot of times I just ain’t got it after paying bills and investing in myself. I will be there one day, but for now I have to chill. And that’s okay.

It all boils down to really taking care of myself and no longer waiting unconsciously for something to save me from my life- no book, class, job, man, or trip is going to change the mess that is sometimes my life. Being mindful makes me be accountable for everything going on in my life including my weight. I can no longer blame anything on being fat, but myself.

Keep Trying Even When I Fail

It was embarrassing to fail at Weight Watchers after hearing and seeing all the success stories. It’s always embarrassing telling your friends about a new diet or way of eating you’re trying only for them to see you order dessert after stuffing your face with pizza. Even if I didn’t tell them I was ashamed of myself for myself, but I kept trying to find something that worked.

The constant digging and trying helped me to see my unhealthy patterns clearer. It also helped me recognize that my weight is deeper than eating healthy and exercising regularly. I have some deep rooted shit going on in my being. I’m still trying to get to the root of it all and dig it up, but at least I haven’t given up on myself even if a couple of dress sizes have given up on me.

I see just how resilient I am in the face of adversity. It takes courage to try again and fail, especially when people can see your failure.

What Success Looks Like To Me

All this time spent trying to be successful I “didn’t have time” to call my family, spend time with friends, exercise, and etc. I didn’t have time to take care of myself. Or should I say didn’t make time. I was doing what I thought success was not realizing that I needed to define success for myself.

Yes, I want to have a career I love and be great at it, but I also want to be healthy with my body, relationships, and my money. All the things I’ve been putting on the back burner for “work.” When I had to drop everything to go see my dad in the hospital, put him in hospice, and then plan his funeral, work didn’t matter anymore. I still can’t help but think about all the times I said I was going to call, but forgot because I was working or too busy. Now I can never get that time back with him.

Sadly enough, I jumped right back into the bull shit when I got back to New York. After two months I had to take a step back and reevaluate my life- body, mind and spirit. I’ve decided to make my weight loss a journey, not a destination. Investing the time and money to make sure I’m making healthy decisions for myself is what’s important to me.

Taking the time to go eat instead on being on the go or eating at my desk has become important to me. Making cooking a priority for my body and bank account too. Really thinking about what I’m eating and how it will make me feel. Success is nothing if I feel overwhelmed, and my personal business isn’t properly handled.

My new level of commitment to myself and a life that I love is bigger than my weight, but my weight loss journey has led me to ask myself the tough questions. It has helped me to see what taking care of myself really looks like. I’m still a work in progress. I can’t promise you’ll see me at the gym just yet or passing up a cookie, but I will be reclaiming my time and energy moving forward.

I’m so grateful to my body for being a major catalyst in my life changing from the inside out. I never imagined learning so much about myself during this process. Losing weight became less about the weight and more about what’s going on inside of me.

What have you learned about yourself in 2017? Do you struggle with some of the same things?

Woes of a Dark Girl Gone Brown

End of summer 2013

I’m glad spring is here and summer is just around the corner, but not for the obvious reason like rooftop parties and things of the such. I’m looking forward to the sun giving me a nice deep tan because after living in New York for over a year my once “dark” complexion has started to become brown.

Growing up people have always considered me a dark skin girl to my pleasure. Recently, I’ve had one too many people tell me my skin is brown though. I remember being on a date a couple months ago and the guy telling me about his friend trying to get at a dark complexion woman as if I were not dark. As I proceeded to reply back “as a dark girl” he replied that I was actually brown.

I’ll admit I was taken aback by his comment. This was a first for me to hear and hard to accept because I consider myself dark. As I began to hear it a little more from other people I had a good look in the mirror, then photos and had to question this new perception of me. Here it is my friends and I call ourselves #teamchocolate and I might be milk chocolate now or german chocolate (which I’m craving). *gasp*

I mean it does make sense how this could be happening to me. I’m from Los Angeles, where its sunny and hot all the time, perfect for my deep dark complexion to stay baked in, but on the east coast where the temperature can get as low as 20 degrees for months at a time depriving me from my vitamin D how I like it, sunny side up, I guess I was bound to start getting lighter. This doesn’t mean I like it!

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Me in high school

I’ve always enjoyed my dark hue regardless of how others felt about it even as a child the few times when my peers would spew tar baby jokes at me I would just reply “the darker the berry the sweeter the juice” ever so proudly. I remember my dad- who is 10x darker than me- say it when I was very young only for me to hear 2Pac so eloquently say it at the beginning of his verse on “Keep Ya Head Up” (you know LA people loves us some 2Pac and Snoop Dogg lol).

The other day I was out reporting on a street naming event and I was standing in the sun on purpose. I think it did give me a slight tan or I hope it did lol.

I have no problem with other people’s skin complexion, none is better than the other, I’ve just always loved my own complexion and want it to come back and maybe even get darker. Looking at some of my pictures now I’m like “whoa” because I’m starting to see the difference. With all that being said I can’t wait for the sun to kiss my skin all spring and summer leaving me with a beautiful dark tan and maybe I might have to look into getting spray tans during the fall and winter (I kidd, I kidd).

Has your complexion changed since you’ve moved from another state where you’re originally from? Let me know in the comments.

-TheJournalist25 xoxo

A Love Like This: Me Time

Last summer, after taking a few blows in life- lost my job, finally let go of the thought of being with a particular fellow, and being financially broke- I chose to try something new. I figured I’m in the city of my dreams, a place with limitless possibilities, and coins or no coins there was something available for me. I actually tried a few things at first.

I did breathework meditation, took an acting class (I really wanted to do improv), and Toastemasters.

I have a gift for speaking, but honestly I get really shy so improv and Toastemasters seemed like a good idea to break free from my shy persona. Although the initial classes were free I would eventually have to pay for them and it just wasn’t that serious so after the first time I never went back.

Trying to do something new that propels my self- development is important to me, especially as a woman and a Virgo because I have identity issues. I need a space that I am identified as ME not me and my boyfriend/husband or me and my best friend, Just Me. So often people try to attach themselves to other people or things as a comfort or safety net and give their power to those things outside of themselves. Having a healthy relationship is my number one goal and has really helped me to be a better person to others.

So, after kicking acting classes and Toastmasters to the curb I found meditation to be fulfilling and something I did just for me. Plus it didn’t hurt that it was located in Harlem my favorite place in New York. The first three months I didn’t even tell anyone that I was taking the class. It was my little secret, rightfully so. After a couple of years of trying to learn to meditate on my own this class has been a huge help.

In the beginning, I was struggling to do it right looking back I realize that was retarded you can’t breathe perfect or imperfectly. I kept going even in my feelings of being inadequate to breath and get out of my brain, but after six months of continuing to go again and again every week I’ve been able to go to another level in myself and spirituality.

I’ll admit I still can’t really sit down at home and meditate because just like with a personal trainer I need that push to keep going when I want to quit or fall asleep. Falling asleep is so easy to do in the class because your breathing relaxes you after a while.

I find myself breathing through emotional situations now and even great moments in my life when I just need to breathe in and out the joys of life. Breathing is natural and a cycle of life going in and out.

Now that its been almost a year I’m ready to tackle a new hobby (while continuing this one of course). I want to continue to evolve. Breathing has been great for my spirit, and I think now I want to focus on my feminine energy. I already feel myself growing into my womanhood in a unique way over the past couple of years. Connecting my feminine energy, spirituality, and body in a new way to feel more empowered and challenge myself at another level are now my intentions.

I believe self-love is the best love because no one can take it away, but like any other relationship it has to be maintained and continue to grow to prevent stagnation or even worse death.

So, as I slowly (yeah right) approach my birthday and continue to create a life I love and enjoy this new hobby that I’m still debating on what it should be will add to my life’s journey, along with the many other things I already enjoy.

Any suggestions for my new hobby? Do you have something that you do for yourself by yourself? Leave a comment.


New York Hustle: Part One

Tomorrow, officially marks my first complete year in New York City and very few people know the things I’ve been through in detail. My own parents don’t even know how I’ve gone days without eating much, was homeless, and almost found myself in precarious situations, but I just have to live here. It was my dream… or a part of my dream as a journalist/writer/businesswoman.

I must say that with all that I’ve been through good and bad I have been my happiest and felt the most free in my life. An author, Danielle LaPorte, talks a lot about core desired feelings in her book Desire Map. Through following her on social media and her website looking back and forth at the feeling I’ve chased the most in my life it has always been freedom.

I moved across the country for college because I wanted to be free. I’ve made decisions in relationships (romantic and platonic) because I wanted to feel free. I realize I make a lot of decisions based on freedom that weren’t rational. There are some other underline issues stemming from that but whatever.

This past year here has given me a new sense of freedom and adventure. I’m so grateful for it because the freedom has allowed me to grow and find myself exponentially as a woman.

Looking back I still remember getting on my flight with $8 in my bank account, Burger King french fries in my stomach, and a dream in my heart. All I could do is pray… and read… and journal. I had nowhere to stay and two interviews the next day. After landing and making a few phone calls I wound up sleeping (even though I didn’t get much sleep) in the cold airport lobby area. Oddly enough there were a lot of people doing the same thing coming off of international flights, but they were waiting on loved ones while I was simply alone. I got my things together in the early morning, changed my clothes (and underwear), brushed my teeth/washed my face in the sink, and applied make-up ready to go on about my day.

I’m still unsure how I was able to afford a metro card to this day but I lugged myself, two suitcases, a bag, and my purse to Long Island City for my first interview- a customer service job. Then did all of it again into the city, Herald Square to be specific, for an interview with Madame Noire for an unpaid internship. I got lost, sweating profusely in the dead cold of winter from pulling my bags, and was super late. I trekked on anyway determined to make it there. When I finally made it my interviewer had left and I was hungry.

I talked my way into the library, the security wouldn’t let me in with my luggage. The lady was nice enough to keep it safely at the front for me while I used my laptop to email and find more jobs to go to. Eventually, I got in touch with a couple of friends and met up with one who fed me chocolate covered almonds, soda, and other random snacks until she got off work at 11 pm. Then we had to take the A train from the Lincoln Center to Far Rockaway.

I was able to shower and sleep in her chair for the night to gear up for the next day of interviews and things of the such.

I was a fighter, but I’ll admit I was also kind of clueless about what I was doing.

That was just my first day… stay tuned for Part 2.


TheJournalist25 Book Club

As I think about my life and how much my perspective has changed over the years I can attribute a large portion of it to my love for reading. Since my senior year of college I’ve been keeping my head in books more than ever- mostly non-fiction. I find myself always recommending books that have helped me on my path of self discovery and self love. Here is a list of the top five books I’ve read that helped me take steps to being happy no matter the circumstance. I have read all of these books in the last year.

The Mastery of Love- Don Miguel Ruiz


The first time I read this book was the summer of 2011 after seeing A Belle in Brooklyn author, Demetria Lucas, mention it on social media. It sounded interesting so I researched it then found a copy at my local library. It was absolutely mind blowing for me with every chapter I read.

When most people think of the word love its associated with being in a romantic relationship. The Mastery of Love’s basic principle is that you’re either operating out of love or fear. After finishing it I looked at the way others treated me in a completely different way and many different aspects of love in my life. Many people rave about Ruiz’s other book The Four Agreements, but this had a much bigger impact on me. I’ve read it a few times now and I always learn something new each time. I suggest you buy this book instead of borrowing it from the library.

Every Day A Friday- Joel Osteen


I’ve always been a fan of Joel Osteen and his style of teaching. This book was an unexpected Christmas gift last year. I didn’t start reading it until January 16, 2013 while on the plane to New York City with nowhere to sleep and just enough money to buy a metrocard ride or food. I decided to read it on the plane between praying to God for a miracle because I didn’t know what was going to happen once I landed.

It was just what I needed to keep my mind in a positive place with its simple and practical theories along with bible scriptures and affirmations. This book was very helpful during my first month in the big apple because of my circumstances I had to stay positive. This book helped me realize just how easy it is to be happy which led to my curiosity of controlling my thoughts better.

Power Thoughts- Joyce Myers


Throughout my life I have always been a thinker and analyzer. I will think about things over and over and over again like many people do. I stumbled across this book on the shelf in the library one day during a time in my life when I realized I needed to have better control over my thoughts. After reading Osteen’s book this was perfect to reinforce and take me to the next level of personal growth. Meyers incorporates scripture from the bible, examples about herself and others to get her point across. I enjoyed the basic concepts of each chapter which makes it easy for anyone to understand and apply (if you want to).

Being able to now shape and control my thoughts has led me to another level in creating happiness in my life because I realized its a choice and thought. This book reiterated that concept at a critical time in my life.

The Game of Life and How To Play It- Florence Scovel Shinn

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I heard about this book many times but it never registered to me until this past year. Initially I couldn’t read the book so I found free audio of it on youtube and would listen to it over and over and over again for months until I finally broke down and bought the book. I’ve read the book several times on the train and at home since purchasing it.

It teaches you about multiple universal laws like The Law of Attraction and many others. Its simple but very powerful. You can read the entire book in a couple of hours and its cheap to purchase. This is my go to book, its always on deck. It does include references to The Bible and Jesus, but for non-Christians don’t let that deter you from reading it. This book also include multiple affirmations that you can say and use.

The Alchemist- Paulo Coelho


Reading non-fiction books for me gets tiring because I have such a big imagination, but I’m so darn picky when it comes to fiction books. This book was perfect, it included traveling around the world which I love and elements of a self-help book but in story form. Coelho is known for being a brilliant author and this quick read packs a punch full of perspective. I don’t want to ruin the story for you so I’ll just say it brings you full circle about life and your journey, especially as you get closer your destination. I really loved this book and couldn’t put it down.

Bonus Book
Chelsea Chelsea Bang Bang- Chelsea Handler


Chelsea Handler is a comedian and this book is hilarious. You may laugh through the entire book, but her story is really awesome because she basically used universal laws that are in the other five book above to be this awesome rich woman that does what she loves without even knowing it. Along with seeing how her life has unfolded over the years into what it is today you get to laugh at it and the crazy things she’s done in the past. I’ve read damn near all her books, but this one is the best indicator of who she is from a child to an adult.

Let me know what you think about these books and feel free to suggest  other books to read in the comment section.

-TheJournalist25 xoxo

HowMyBootyEndUpInTheAir?!: Let It Go!!

There’s nothing worse than encountering a “nice guy” that’s really an asshole.

I would like to dub assholes in disguise of a nice guy as “The Derwin Davis Syndrome” because he was the epitome of this type of guy on The Game. Trying to please Janay and Melanie just so he wouldn’t look like the bad guy, all the while he was being the bad guy, and an asshole. The concept popped in my mind when the show returned to BET, but I never got around to flushing out my thoughts about “nice guys” until now.

Don’t get me wrong  some men are genuinely nice guys, and then there are the perpetrators. These guys are dangerous because they have a high level of bitchassness and a very low-level of thug. You get where I’m going with this ladies?!

If you’re a smart, but adventurous and kind-hearted woman like me then you’ve dated, and even been wifed up by, a few thugs back in the day. You were young, it was fun, and life was forgiving if you didn’t have a baby or catch an incurable sexually transmitted disease.

These bad boys put you through a few things even though they truly didn’t deserve you from the gate (consider your community service completed). You grow up a bit, attend college, and run into a few nice guys. After all the past guys put you through the nice guy is refreshing. Then you realize the “nice guy” isn’t so nice after all. Even though his game seemed weak compared to the thug you realize that it’s actually air tight.

They play up their nice guy charm, and that they’re a “rarity” for us women, especially after watching CNN, and reading The New York Times which perpetuates this lie to them and us.

They wine and dine you consistently then suddenly everything just slows the fuck down. This is when things get real because when you ask them “what’s the deal?”, if you’re that bold, they have no real explanation except they’re tired or lazy. They don’t even bother to tell you their ass has been busy so that you can give them the benefit of the doubt.

You feel something incredibly shady going on in your gut. Listen to it! Let it go!

Nice assholes are real, but don’t let them, or the thugs, discourage you. The sooner you let go of them the quicker you can meet a man worthwhile. Trust me… Trust Me! All you need to do is let it go. I repeat Let It The Fuck Go! You deserve better; actually you deserve The Best! Keyshia Cole said it plain and simple

If He Aint Gonna Treat You The Way He Should Then Let It Go!

Don’t sleep on Keyshia Cole just because you’re a Beyoncé fan she breaks bread, more so in her earlier albums, but bread is bread regardless.

Back to Beyoncé  (lol) get you a new freakum dress, have a few drinks and a come to Jesus moment with your girls. You’ll be good as new, and ready for the world. You work out, eat healthy, and work hard at being the independent woman you are so why would you let a guy treat you less than you treat yourself?! Lies They Tell! You’ve overcome so much in life already this should be a piece of cake. Join the movement against Fuckboys and Bitchass men, and yes this includes nice assholes.

Feel free to comment and discuss your experience with these types of men in the comment section.

Keep It Cute, Classy, and Quality!
-TheJournalist25 xoxo

I’m In Love With “The Real”

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Recently, I’ve extremely dialed back on my television intake, but in the process I picked up a new show I absolutely love.

On July 15 The Real premiered and when I first heard about this show I was excited because I basically love every person on it in some way or another. Mixed all together their chemistry is great; and their opinions are juicy.

I live for this cultural mix: Tamera Mowry-Housley represents for the black and white women because she’s half-breed and married to a white man. Then you have your chocolate, thick girl (watch out for the big girls) Loni Love, Asian persuasion with a touch of hood chick in her Jeannie Mai, Latina chica and former Cheetah Girl Adreinne Bailon, and hoodrat yet bougie black girl Tamar Braxton. It really doesn’t get any better than this!

Now I will say that Tamar is a bit turnt down from what we see on Braxton Family Values and Tiny Tonight. I’m not sure if baby Logan is the reason for the turn down or the network/show itself, but I still fux with it on the low because she gives me the ghetto lip smack and hair tossing to satisfy my thirst for her. Maybe once they get renewed for an entire season she’ll go back to her complete crunk self. We’ll see… then again this level of crunkness is perfect because she can be too much for some viewers at her normal level.

Jeannie surprised me because I’ve watched her on the Style Network for years and always loved her and her blue black hair, but didn’t have a clue that she could get so ghetto, but at the same time she is the most conservative yet liberal woman with a great sense of humor on the show. Tamera comes in a close second behind her although I wouldn’t recommend you sleep on her because between her white side and black side this girl can get kind of wild.

If you ever need a girlfriend to talk to about your chocha with Adrienne is the one I would run to. She has already shown us how to give it a facial, which I would totally buy in a jar if they sold it. Then told us she pre-washes her panties in the shower before putting them in the dirty laundry claiming it to be a latina thing. I do know this to be true for Hispanic women because I live with Dominicans and I’m always wondering why wet underwear are in the shower. Now I understand why and may join in on the fun. #whoknew

We all know Loni Love as the funny one, but she makes it very clear that she is also the single one out the group (Adreinne isn’t married but apparently got a man). She comes off a little thirsty sometimes even though its suppose to be funny. Overall, she bring plenty of jokes and comes across as the ring leader of the group of women and that single homegirl you always wanna go out for drinks with. I’m so happy for her and I’m sure Chelsea Handler is too!

Everyone is older than 30, except Adreinne, but they all have these amazing perspectives to bring to the table that is young and relatable. Their different opinions always surprises me during the first segment of the show. They definitely keep it real with fun topics I wanna hear discussed. I literally laugh the entire show. I wonder if this is the kind of enjoyment my mom gets watching The View? I just hate that it comes on in the middle of the day which kind of sucks because most people are at work (and soon I will be too).

I  encourage everyone to DVR it.. or BET to show it late night like Wendy Williams.

Speaking of Wendy, I love her, but her show has gotten a little too middle-aged white woman for me. I lost my desire to watch the show (I do wanna go to a live taping one of these days) because she comes off like the 40 something year old aunt who use to be fun but has since met Jesus, got married, had kids, and moved to the suburbs.  Now being turnt up for her is sipping tea and gossiping about other moms in the neighborhood and celebrity news she found in the tabloids. In the age of entertainment blogs nobody cares about what is in US Weekly and other tabloids, except old people out of touch.

She gets some tea, but from B list and below stars. She throws shade at a few people, but has backed down from those who have thrown full-blown flames at her (coughs Lil Kim). I love her though and so does her demographic. I on the other hand fuck with auntie Wendy that did that phone interview with Whitney Houston back in the day! #bow

Back to The Real… the show is really cute and I love watching it Monday through Friday (when I get a chance). I’m sure you will too! Check it out and et me know what you think.