i’ve been on planes and between time zones for a few days, celebrating nuptials (other people’s, relax) and hopping in and out of cabs with over-sized luggage. so, i missed a few things. in an effort to refrain from posting back to back lengthy posts, below is my attempt at very brief recaps of things that i feel compelled to comment on, in no particular order of social or personal importance:
a collection of hoodies and how we rise with words:
while i don’t think it benefits any of us to dwell in anger or angst, as this is the Martin family’s tragedy to find forgiveness and strength in, i do believe it is our job to continue to have dialogue about the Trayvon Martin case. we can continue to discuss it’s societal implications and it’s affects on all of us. here are a few people and pieces that did just that:
each of these pieces was written by someone who’s face i would never be able to pick out of a line-up (aside from the Michelle audio clip, i’d totally know her if i saw her). and there are more. i’ve read at least a dozen. and now i’m writing this. and maybe someone will comment or reblog or share or write their own piece. see how this works? i can go back to posting cool vintage photos and dresses i’d like to wear as soon as i’m done. no harm, no foul. but when Trayvon comes up in conversation, i’m going to use that opportunity to have some dialogue. if i see an interesting or moving post, i’m going to reblog it here or pin the photo that will link back to it.
speaking on something so serious and heavy doesn’t mean you can’t post pretties and funnies. do it. i do. use your space to be yourself. but, if you feel a way about something, use your voice. i believe in the power of sharing one’s aesthetic and the inspiration that can ensue for so many others, especially in the times of pinterest and polyvore but, don’t forget your words. with our words, we will create conversations, awareness, unity and change.
we are in the times of followers and friend requests. in many ways, it feels like the reason we feel so stagnant, unable to create real movement like those who came before us and made such strides, is because we’re celeb-stalking and retweeting behind our computers. but, we have to look at this differently. no one says you have to quit your job, art or leisure to be an activist. don’t associate dialogue with such a burden. all it means is being informed, speaking up when you have something to contribute and taking action when given the opportunity. if everyone used their words, their various outlets and online presences, we could do so much. awareness is half the battle, right?
this show is fantastic. it’s wonderfully written. funny, smart, uncomfortable, revealing, all my favorite things. and, even though Lena Dunham and i couldn’t have grown up more different than each other, i identify with so many pieces of these conversations and situations. of course, i’d love a brown girl character too. but, this is not a show about a “diverse group of friends making it in America.” i appreciate the authenticity of her experience and her commitment to creating a truthful show based on exaggerated versions of her and her friend’s lives. if you were given the chance to create a show and use your friends, wouldn’t you? i absolutely would. with no apologies.
ugh, brief. i have many things to say on this topic but in an effort to keep this post from becoming a book, i’ll stop myself here. but, here are a few pieces worth checking out:
ok, last thing: i watched shows like Girlfriends, Frasier, Will & Grace, A Different World, and many others with the same…uh…”monochromatic palette” and never questioned it’s diversity efforts. they were just good shows. so, shut up.
i know, no news there. but, recently i’ve been keeping the company of some pretty talented, encouraging, inspiring people. women, mostly. which is even more exciting. with some of those same women, i’ve seen some great shows & filmsthat restored my faith in this sometimes discouraging business. it is possible to make great things with your favorite people without compromising who you are or your creative vision.
also, have you noticed how many incredibly funny women are on TV right now? i have. i’ve seen some good film lately and it’s definitely being made but, TV is kind of killing it right now. i think it’s all the funny women and writers. Amy Poehler wrote and directed this week’s episode of Parks and Rec. pumped! 30 Rock is live this week. yes! BFF is hilarious. Queenetta, i love you. HBO is on fire. all these awesome ensembles, these funny women, these talented people, a lot of whom are making things with friends and long-time colleagues…it just confirms, the people we surround ourselves with and those we choose to work with is everything.
okay, whew! all caught up. i feel better. don’t be mad at my long post. i promise to post pretty pics and good songs to make up for this crazy long mess. you don’t want to see what happens when i can’t say the things i need to. it’s something like this.
this is Arthur Lewis. and, his voice. it’s goood, right? you’re welcome.
i first heard Arthur as part of the Melting Pot show (every 2nd Wednesday at Pianos in NYC), performing as part of the Jon Braman band. he did a cover of You Got Me that is still my all-time favorite. i believe i actually closed my eyes and threw up my hands like an old church lady catching the holy ghost. then, to honor our engagement, J wrote and surprised me with a song at a show, with Arthur singing the hook, and i cried. THEN, for our anniversary, J asked Arthur to leave a message singing It’s Our Anniversary by Tony Toni Tone, and i cried again. while wearing a pretty dress and eating fancy Mexican food.
all this to say, go to his Bandcamp or SoundCloud page and listen…to everything. it’s worth it. put it on while you clean your room, while you pay bills online or while you pack for the next 3 months of city-hopping. when you’re done and the playlist is over, you’ll not only be in love with Arthur’s voice, you’ll feel better. that’s what good music does, it makes you happier and lighter.
and if you’re really really lucky, and you get to call the artist a friend, both them and their incredible talent can be a part of some pretty special moments in your life.
yes, that’s a bit of bragging. no, i’m not ashamed.
“every girl is expected to have Caucasian blue eyes, full Spanish lips, a classic button nose, hairless Asian skin with a California tan, a Jamaican dance hall ass, long Swedish legs, small Japanese feet, the abs of a lesbian gym owner, the hips of a nine-year-old boy, the arms of Michelle Obama and doll tits. the person closest to actually achieving this look is Kim Kardashian, who, as we know, was made by Russian scientists to sabotage our athletes. everyone else is struggling.”—
so, yea…today (and every day) i am thankful. but clearly, still struggling…
a tip for the wallet-concious, possibly coachella-threads-seeking, cali-based fashionista:
when going to the ever-so-popular Wasteland website, be sure to include “shop” before the “wasteland.com”. because, if you don’t and you enter wasteland.com only, you will find yourself taking a writing break, in a public place, sipping a soy chai latte, viewing a bondage/fetish porn site. with sound.
i’ve learned my lesson. i now know better. no more blind web guessing. google everything. google everything.
shopwasteland.com: where the super stylish and possibly redirected pervs shop.
Cory Booker literally saved a woman from a burning building. literally busted up in the house, on some i’m in a movie but no stuntman needed, found a woman, and carried her to safety. i knew i liked you, dude.
seriously, though. i had the pleasure of meeting Mr. Booker a few years ago, randomly, while he was on what seemed like the beginning of a date, with a very famous woman. (it was definitely a date. he introduced me to her and they proceeded to show me his Christmas present she’d given him moments before. it was definitely a date and she was lovely. i wonder whatever happened with that. they were so cute together.)
anyway, that night when we met, he talked to me like we were old friends. not like he was politically shaking hands and kissing babies, but genuinely interested in conversation. he’s a lovely man. and he’s done amaaaazing things for Newark. he works crazy hard for the people of his community. he keeps an honest and open dialogue going thru social media and by hitting the streets. and now, he’s literally saving lives. way to go, Cory Booker!
*for the actual facts behind this story, and not just my commentary on a chance meeting and a possible girlfriend, use the link above.*
The Florida special prosecutor announced a second-degree murder charge on Wednesday against George Zimmerman in the shooting death of Trayvon Martin.
Angela B. Corey, the prosecutor, said Mr. Zimmerman, 28, a crime watch volunteer, will appear before a magistrate within the next 24 hours. He is accused of fatally shooting Mr. Martin, an unarmed teenager, in a case that has captivated the country and brought to the fore issues of race, violence and precisely what constitutes self-defense.
“We did not come to this decision lightly,” Ms. Corey said. She added: “Let me emphasize that we do not prosecute by public pressure or by petition.”
*CORRECTION (4/8/12): they DO use cream cheese frosting on the red velvet cake and donuts! in other words, Nickel Diner is officially perfect. thanks to Monica May, chef & owner, for the correction.☺*
nickel diner, downtown LA: go there, eat, be happy.
i’ve eaten there twice now and so far, they hit all the required marks: good food, good music and good service. even the guys in the kitchen paused the action to wish us well on our way out.
the first trip i had the #2 scramble with sliced tomatoes instead of potatoes and j had the “hangover helper”. yes, i memorized our order. the first bite of my scramble, i think i actually heard my mouth say “DAMN!” our second trip, i had the exact same thing, because that’s how i roll. j, much more adventurous than i, ventured out and ordered some bbq hash/poached eggs situation that i originally turned my nose up at. then i tasted it. amazing. i’m convinced this place can do no wrong.
also, they have magic there. it comes in the form of their homemade jam. it’s like…that crazy creamy, expensive as shit, good-smelling lotion…for your mouth. when i asked what it was, probably while humming in delight, our server said it was just strawberry jam. she mentioned some other fancy words, seasonings and such, but i think there’s magic in there. the berry form, if that’s a thing. so good.
the coffee is great. there’s also a summery-sweet mint lemonade they make using mint leaves they grow themselves that you have to try. i haven’t dabbled in their desserts just yet but supposedly they’re the best ever. especially the “maple bacon donut”…yes, maple + bacon. they’re famous for it. *i wanted to try the red velvet donut but they don’t use cream cheese frosting and being the southern snob that i am, i just couldn’t do it. but, you should. go there and try everything. become friends with the staff (good luck in the Georgia, Juan!) and fall in love with the Nickel Diner. then, report back telling me how right i am. i just love that.
i need Dr. Henry Louis Gates’ email. can anyone help with that? i’ll be your best friend.
'best friend' disclaimer: oftentimes, i won't answer the phone. i will answer your call with a text. and, i might drop off the face of the earth for days, sometimes weeks at a time, only to resurface and demand all of your attention. on the flip-side, i'm extremely loyal.
so, with that being said, i really need Dr. Gates’ primary email address. give me the legit email and yes, i will be your frequently unreachable, totally loyal, sometimes distant, bff.