Next week, I shall be moving into my new flat. At the moment, I am caught up in the minutiae – packing everything six levels deep, with the top and most accessible layer made up of the things I’ll need immediately – socks, tea, clean pants, deodorant and my radio. But I know that when I move [...]
Category Archives: Love
Alone vs. Lonely
The Friday Pretty: Music Dudes Edition
Given the ovewhelming feedback following last week’s inaugural The Friday Pretty, it would have been remiss of me not to give the people what they want. And so, here we are. I’ve given the format some thought – clearly there will be hot dudes frolicking on your screen every Friday, but being a kinda logical [...]
The Friday Pretty: You’re Welcome.
“Had the price of looking been blindness, I would have looked.” ~Ralph Ellison On Jezebel the other day, I spotted this photograph:
Why I Love… Glasses
To correct my shortsightedness, I got my first pair of glasses – a comically large aviator style – when I was 11 years old. They were hideous: tinted, too big for my face and wholly inappropriate for a child. I remember YorubaDad laughing when he first saw me in them. But credit to him, he did [...]
Sloane Crosley: Love At First Reading
One of the joys of living in London is that I get to indulge my inner media wanker on a pretty regular basis. She enjoys going to the theatre before loudly and (probably) obnoxiously recounting how good/bad/avant-garde* the staging/lighting/re-interpretation of the text* was. Sometimes, she attends concerts in cramped/poorly ventilated/extremely grand* venues and then pontificates [...]
Inception
I am very excited to be seeing Inception in less than two weeks. It’s by Christopher Nolan, and stars Leonardo DiCaprio (my 14-year-old self was RIGHT to crush on him!), Joseph Gordon-Levitt (wheee!) and Ellen Page (girl-crush!). Plus, like, a million other awesome people. I have knowingly shied away from reading/watching/listening to anything that might [...]
Perfect Passages
In my last post, I wrote about one of my favourite movies, The Truth About Cats and Dogs. In the post before that, I wrote about feminist TV icon Miranda Hobbes from Sex And The City. Both times, the comments showed a surprising unity in the way we consume media. For …Cats and Dogs, we [...]
The Truth About Cats And Dogs – A Life Lesson
Bored at the weekend, and with a little cash burning a hole in my pocket, I revisited my Amazon.com wishlist. I tend to put things on in fits of activity – lots of childhood favourites like Enid Blyton and all sorts of 90s RnB – and then remove them at leisure when common sense prevails. [...]
Total Mirandas
Last weekend, I attended a bachelorette party for my friend, L. No, I haven’t lost my head up my own arse, I say ‘bachelorette’ because she’s American and besides, have you ever heard an American say ‘hen party’? Anyway, we went the classy route – retro bowling in Bloomsbury [All Star Lanes - Victoria House, Bloomsbury Place, [...]
It Ain’t My Fault
Seriously, someone needs to tell Mos Def that I’m tired of waiting for him to come sweep me off my feet. His presence is only half the reason why I can’t stop playing this video, found via HarlemLoves. The music – a reworked version of New Orleans jazz legend Smokey Johnson’s song It Ain’t My Fault - also features Lenny [...]
Why I Love… Timothy Olyphant
According to IMDb.com, Timothy Olyphant’s nickname is Olafantastic. It makes no difference if this is true or false; it’s pretty much how I think of him. But you know, I really hope it is true; his acting work is always sterling, regardless - or perhaps even in spite of - the accompanying crapness of the vehicle. The man is [...]
FOTC – So Hot They’re Making Me Sexist
Continuing the theme of May i.e. The Month of Lovely Things on Yoruba Girl Dancing, I did a lovely thing on Monday night. I went to see one of my favourite bands in the whole world, Flight of the Conchords, live in concert for the first time. I love them. I know people say that all [...]
Srsly, U Guys? SRSLY?
I can’t believe someone got paid actual legal tender, i.e. money – and not, you know, potatoes – for this piece I spotted over on Yahoo! earlier today. When I saw the title – 10 surprising signs that they’re interested - my left eye began to twitch; a sign akin to Peter Parker’s spidey senses tingling. By the time I’d finished [...]
Unlocking The Sugar Code
It seems fitting that in the week David Cameron swept into 10 Downing Street, I discovered my sweet tooth. It’s been dormant since birth – I never had the common childhood fondness for sugar, never crunched sugar cubes (*shudder*) like my cousin T. Somehow, the looming spectre of the first Tory Prime Minister of my voting [...]





Why I Love… Internet Comment Boards
Like truculent toddlers going through the ‘terrible twos’, internet commenters’ emotions are felt deeply. They are filled with either rage - deep, dark, vitriolic – or the most euphoric nirvana, and they want you, YES YOU, to know it. They want you to know it with the aid of ALL CAPS, EX!!1!CLA!!1M!ATI!!!!!!ON marks, emoticons (:-( :-/ :-S [...]