It’s Britney, Bitch!!

Anyone who knows me from school days knows that music was, is and always will be my life!! From going to as many live concerts as possible (Check out my review section) to religiously checking I had my trusty cassette player with me.

Growing up in London as black teenager, I was often judged for listening to pop music such as NSYNC, Backstreet Boys and Britney to name a few yet my room was plastered with HipHop and Dancehall legends. I was the embodiment of Eclectic and didn’t give a damn.

Developing into a woman I encountered and survived many a bad relationship and Britney was always one of the strongest glues that put me back together. There is seriously nothing like listening to ‘Stronger’ with a chilled glass on Hennessey and coke in both hands.

I even worked ridiculous overtime so me and 3 friends (Shout out to Jennifer, Krystal and Christy) could go and see her live, a frickin dream come true a thousand times over.

So when I heard Britney was doing the BMA’s 2016 I honestly wanted to sit down and take a minute to calm myself and remember the road is tough but I will make it.

We all remember Britney in 2007, hell I even referenced it when I was in my last semester of university trying to make word counts and find the right bibliography style. This young woman has come so far I feel like we were by her side the whole way.

This picture is somewhat freeing if not completely intriguing as we see a beauty of the modern world literally shave off the reigns of the media and celebrity norms.

If any woman, anywhere in the world can’t relate this this need to liberate and be one’s self then my dear, the wave will soon reach. I’m not condoning or praising Britney’s spontaneous balding sesh but as many people have yet to understand celebrities are people and sometimes they crash and burn just like us, but they too can shine again.

So this is for you Britney, thank you for showing us your crazy and getting back to the star you always were….










We were the rain…..

The life we lead is one of many directions and connections

We too are crafted as unique as a snow flakes yet given the freedom to melt as we please

This place i call home is full of familiar faces all doing what they feel is best

Some people say that he is going down the wrong path

needs to stop dreaming and ‘get real’

while others marvel in his independence and freedom.

And her over there, she did everything by the book

listened to the elders, found her perfect love

only for him to be taken by the night so now she roams alone.

The homeless man on the next street is fighting to be accepted

it’s funny how we are all made of the same stuff yet

no-one wants to find his soft side beneath his hard exterior.

Now i’m about the go on my journey into the world,

I have seen others take the leap and follow their dreams

I love hearing their stories when they come back up here.

I bid my peers farewall, found my spot and began to fall.

At first i was afraid, not knowing what would happen

or if i chose the right spot.

Saw the rebel take the wrong turn and hit the ground hard

but this was no time for nerves.

And just before i hit the water, it was only then i realised

That we were the rain…..


Last day as a carbon copy of society, first day as a rebel of my heart…….

I originally started this blog as a way to inform you all about my travels and etc in Mexico but i have now answered my calling and be using it as a way to voice my many and very random opinions on anything and everything…..

My first topic is about transitioning…..

If you know me then you will know the endless battle i have faced with my hair. Yes Its a stereotype of Black women but come on its 2012 now move on!!!

So i’m basically decidin to throw in the towel and cut my hair. For the past few months in Mexico i was successfully growin out my perm by braiding out my hair but now the time has come and my hair REFUSED in the form of matted hair and i couldn’t take it n hacked into my first piece of hair……

Now im not sayin i’m going crazy but society has pushed this beautiful light skinned caribbean female into a corner making her believe she has to fit certain sterotypes… I SAY FUCK IT!!!

iI’m through with people telling us what is beautiful or not…. Do what the hell makes you happy cz we sure a hell haven’t got anything else to do while we cry about not having jobs or wanting to grow a bigger booty so ‘he’ will notice you.

I will probably have a breakdown as 24 years of hair falls onto the salon floor but WHAT IS THE POINT OF HOLDING ONTO SOMETHING OF BAD QUALITY FOR THE SAKE OF SOCIETY….

n yes ladies the same thing applies to shoes, jeans and yep ima say it even men!!


Hold tight for the next blog!!

Wana shout out to ma homie Mariam for inspiring me 2 do this! Folloe ur heart homie i’m following mine right behind you.

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