Feminist Rant from A Very Angry Black Woman: I am not here for misogyny and patriarchy.

Stop Telling Me What to Do!

Note: Not all men are bigots/ chauvinists/idiots/ violent/misogynists. I shouldn’t have to say that the following personal opinion essay is speaking in general but here it is: I am speaking in general. 

I read a Facebook post a couple of weeks ago that pissed me off so much, I throw my phone across the room. It survived. I was so pissed that I had to force myself not to reply to it at that moment because my response would have been loud and filled with profanities and I didn’t want what I had to say to be ignored because my comment would have read something like: Go fuck yourself, how about you go fuck yourself, also please go fuck yourself. So I decided to take a couple of WEEKS to cool off before I could address it, but I won’t lie, I can feel myself getting angry again as I type this.  Continue reading


Thinking Out Loud: “Awkward Sally”, Quantum physics for dummies, desert Sharmen and that one time I thigh slapped my gynae.

Seeing as this is my second post and we are still getting acquainted I thought I would share a little something about myself that only my best friend knows, we’ve never actually discussed it, it has just always been self-evident to both of us but now, I am letting you in on it as well: I have an alter ego and no, she ain’t no Sasha Fierce. There are tons of psychological definitions for the “alter ego” but I’m simply going to stick with the urban dictionary definition which defines it as “Someone you’re usually not”, which is perfect because I can’t find a description more fitting for “Awkward Sally”, my alter ego, she is someone I am usually not.
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Thinking Out Loud: Long Island Iced Teas, The Game of Thrones Anxiety and why I think I’m one YouTube video away from waking up in a white padded room.


So the past week Thailand experienced some of the coldest temperatures in decades, it’s usually very warm and humid throughout most of the year, the average temperature in winter is usually around 25⁰c so when the temperature dropped down to around 8⁰c, it might as well have dropped to the negatives. I wasn’t even prepared. When I left South Africa, 8 months ago, I didn’t pack anything that had any association with winter. No boots, jackets, coats, scarves etc. I do however own more bikinis than I’ll ever need, you can never have too many though, right? If we talking about crop tops, shorts, tank tops, cover-ups and sundresses, mini skirts and LBDs then I’m your girl. Continue reading