I recently re-connected with an old acquaintance who has been unhappily married for over 15 years. They have been to psychologists, relationship councilors,trips to Rome, Paris, New York. Trips to the sea side to resolve their differences. They have even been to a divorce lawyer and then backed out of the divorce. There has been … More I will be the one…you miss
When I see this picture of black men moving their bodies with ease and control; displaying this capacity Africans have to embrace new things and learning without prestige. learning them without abandoning what they already know. I remember my dream man. As a young girl growing up in Kenya, I never had a dream wedding, … More Dream Men
Love is: Knowing that the kitchen will be a total, utter, mess when he is done cooking, and finding it in yourself, deep down, to relax and let it happen anyways. The meal will be delicious, so why the hell not? You have already fought, nagged, blackmailed and sulked one thousand and seventy eight times … More Love Is – A Messy Kitchen
She is pathetic, Manon is. Love me, she says and then she loves fine things more than she loves herself. Or is she a woman of her time? No capital of her own, beautiful, caught between all the men who can offer her one luxury or the other? For something she has – sensuality. She … More Manon Lescaut Seduced by the finer things – in Stockholm
While in Rome, The city view from the Pincio gardens is worth lots of pain. Bear with me. It is interesting how instinct works. Like love. Or hate. Or fear. You get these feels that you really don’t know where they are coming from and can absolutely not control. You consider ignoring the feels but … More Tuscany 2017: The Pain of Finding The Beautiful Pincio Gardens
The ways we torture ourselves are numerous. Like when you buy that chocolate bar and place it on the dining table.staring at you. Mocking you. Calling your name while you sleep. Whispering how good it tastes. “I will not eat the whole of that in one go!” You tell yourself before you go bananas bonkers … More Shopping Blues Caused by the Met Gala
I had been thinking. Pulling my hair. Gnashing my teeth. Scratching my back. Picking at the pimples on my face. Scratching my scalp bloody. Biting my nails. Re-counting my years. Checking the wrinkles that may or may not be showing up. Checking my awaited grey hairs. Learning new things. Getting promoted. Investing the savings. Thinking. … More Do Feminists Need LOVE from Men?