Why I Love… Awkward Black Girl

Do you harbour fantasies of being the greatest dancer at the party even though all evidence suggests otherwise? Do you stare at your co-workers, incredulous, because you have no idea how to connet with such cretins? Do you hate your boss, but channel your work-based rage into offensive gangsta rap lyrics? Do you often find […]

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Pretty Is As Pretty Does

As seems to be the custom nowadays, I find myself watching telly with Twitter by my side. Last Wednesday, I settled in to watch Ugly Betty – which totes re-hit its stride just as they cancelled it – and watched as Betty met and eventually dated a very handsome playwright, Zachary Boule (Aaron Tveit). After […]

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A Crying Shame

In the course of watching the X Factor results show on Sunday (don’t judge; it’s not like it’s crack), a few people in my Twitter timeline expressed the kind of rage that only has a home on the internet. The source? A contestant’s tears. Specifically, the tweeters’ gripe was that this year’s crop of female […]

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Black Girls Rock!

On Saturday night(!), I watched Black Girls Rock. I have my issues with BET – this network consistently commissions/buys/broadcasts ig’nant ish, and for that alone, I cannot fully get behind them. But with this, BET did good. Black Girls Rock is a non-profit organisation set up by former model and celebrity DJ Beverly Bond, to […]

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Have You Hated Yourself Today?

A couple of ads have caught my eye this week, and I wanted to talk through my thoughts with you. You’re welcome. The first ad was from Ryvita. A table of four professional-looking women sit down to eat what looks like lunch and engage in a conversation about what they’d change about their bodies. So […]

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Judas in an R’n’B Club

Yesterday my Walkman – no iPods here, thank you very much - threw up a blast from the past – No Doubt’s excellent Just a Girl from their classic 1995 album Tragic Kingdom. On the track, Gwen Stefani sings: “This world is forcing me/To hold your hand… I’m just a girl, all pretty and petite/So don’t let […]

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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, […]

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Be Your Own Hero

I’m floating on a cloud at the time of writing this, and that is down to the directorial debut of Drew Barrymore, Whip It. It’s so good. We went en masse, a gaggle(?) of feminists (what is the collective noun for feminists?), and I temporarily lost the ability to articulate my thoughts upon emerging from the screening […]

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