Hello KChie! We matched! 🙂 So read my Tinder alert. It came from a man I had mistakenly swiped “right” on less than 24 hours prior. If you don’t know, Tinder is one of many (online) dating apps where profiles consists of your first name, age, photos of your choice, and pages you’ve “liked” on […]
Next time it is you!
It is 7/27/2015 which means it is finally over. My sister’s wedding that is. The planning began years ago, even before she met the man she was to wed back in 2009. It went into high gear when he proposed last year. I haven’t been involved except to get my orders to walk in her […]
Hey Baby! A Special Case of Street Harassment in Washington D.C.
I was recently walking down a street in D.C deep in multiple streams of thought. One, that Eden Hazard goal against Manchester United is indeed quite sweet for Chelsea but oh so painful for me to see. Manchester United, when will we recover? Two, where am I now and where am I walking to? Three, […]
Enjoying Natal
I have met quite a variety of people here. From the random guys on the streets with whom I chat up briefly and take pictures with based on what they are wearing to people in my hotel lobby. The other day a young man (I almost feel old enough to call him a boy) tried […]
Amsterdam’s Red Light District Exposed
If you had asked for my opinion of Amsterdam’s Red Light District (Dutch: Rosse Buurt) before my travels I would have said something along the lines of “Prostitution, the world’s oldest trade, is not going away anytime soon, so if a country can find a way to keep it safe, destigmatized, and regulated by making it legal, […]
Black in Amsterdam
Isaac Israel. Portrait of a Wounded Soldier (1882) Rijksmuseum. Depicts a Belanda Hitam (Zwarte Hollander) originally from Elmina, Ghana When I was deciding on a European break this summer, I purposely decided against Barcelona or any other locale that I envisioned I could be mistaken for a prostitute simply on the basis of my dark […]
Public women and prostitutes in pre-colonial Ghana
So while scouring the internet for more information regarding the African prostitutes of Europe I learned that some of the Ghanaian prostitutes are not actually Ghanaian but Nigerian women who have secured Ghanaian passports and that a lot of the Nigerian women involved in this trade in general come from Benin City, Edo State. I […]
It’s 12/12/12. So What?
Well nothing really, aside from this being the last repeating number date of the century! I partied like it’s 1999 in college in 1999 and survived the Y2K scare of the Millennium that had us thinking all computer systems would shut down on 12/31/1999. I actually spent the Christmas holidays and Wintersession that year in […]
Desperate for marriage
No. Not I. Kenya Moore as portrayed on The Real Housewives of Atlanta (RHOA). I say portrayed because I refuse to believe these shows aren’t staged. Disclaimer alert! I don’t follow RHOA. Truly, I don’t. But this weekend I found myself watching a few back-to-back episodes on Bravo. All these ladies are wrong on one […]
Maggi Cube & the Ghanaian Kitchen
Once several years ago, my father made a remark that I never forgot. “Ghanaian women these days do not know how to cook, just Maggi cube here, Maggi cube there, stew and rice, rice and stew, and they call that food”. The statement was made around the time I was beginning to realise that the […]
A lover of mangoes. A woman - smart, without pretense, lefthanded, Afropolitan - navigating this thing called life. An unapologetic believer in social justice and karma. Choosing to radiate positive energy and be true to myself. Here, my musings.