life

What’s in your name?

I don’t remember anybody’s name. How do you think the ‘dahling’ thing got started. – Zsa Zsa Gabor


Nowadays it’s very common when you apply for a job, your future boss Googles your name to find out more about you then what you wrote down in your resume and the image you were portraying during the interview. Continue reading

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Arts

The Unsaid but never untold

The eyes are the window of the heart, and the heart is the window for the soul.


A couple of weeks ago I visited the Locked and Loose Event in Rotterdam and between all the usual stands focused on the main target group, I discovered an artist by the name of Marlou da Silva. This beautiful young lady was busy creating a colourful painting that immediately caught my eyes. For those who know me I ❤ me some colour.

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Oh la la chocolate lingerie

This is a question for all my brown and chocolate skin readers: Have you ever asked yourself while looking in the mirror: Why on earth did I bother to buy this “nude” skin toned lingerie when it doesn’t even blend with my skin color??? If you really think about it, when was the last time you went lingerie shopping and found a bra in a color that matched your skin tone? I don’t come across them very often.
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Diary of an unmarried black woman, life

What if I miss out on him because I’m staring at my phone

What if I missed out on him, you know,  him, him also called the one. The one society eagerly wants me to find, because 32 plus being single still equals 1.

What if I miss out on him because I’m sitting in the subway staring at my phone.

What if I miss out on him because I’m staring at my phone and I’m so busy with the updates on peoples Facebook timeline that I didn’t even noticed the update on the Erasmus line: his arrival.
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