Bow Wow Is Being Stupid Again, Says He Created Erica Mena

1. Bow Wow Is Being Stupid Again, Says He Created Erica Mena...

Shad Moss AKA Little Bow Wow, the baby faced rapper who annoys us so much when he pretends to be a grown up is being stupid again. Sure, he is doing some grown up things like getting married to former Love & Hip Hop reality star Erica Mena but his attitude about the union is still dumb and immature. In a recent social media post he brags about being Erica Mena’s creator! He actually said: Look what I created! He then goes on to write: Look at her from a year ago to now. She dress diff. Hair diff. Swag diff. That’s me! As a man its our job to put our women on and up so high on pedal stool they become unreachable boy! That’s what I do! I seen sumn in her NO ONE saw! Now yall JUST SEEING IT! How interesting.  This little midget looks like he still drinks from a sippy cup and all of a sudden he is creating a woman. Lil Puppy Chow thinks he’s GOD! To be fair, I understand where he is coming from. It is always a great thing when a man invests his energy into grooming a woman and helping her become her best self. If she needs this type of guidance and it becomes available I think she should take it.   BUT- For him to publicly brag about it is a bit macho of him though, as though she is his...
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I Am Not A Victim

I Am Not A Victim

I guess it’s time to write about my Baby Daddy, but really I don’t want to. If it were a few years ago I could have written an entire book about all that has happened and how much it hurt me and how horribly he treated me and how much I struggled to love myself because of his treatment but these days, I am not hurting anymore. I am not a victim anymore. Nothing he did or said to me could have had any power if I did not allow it. I now know that, but then I didn’t. It’s okay. You live and learn. So today, I honor him for being such a great father to our sons and for being so diligent in preparing them for life. He’s my Baby Daddy and I love him for...
A Regular Joe

A Regular Joe

His name was Joe. I met him when I was 12 at Yolanda Smith’s 13th birthday party. He was sitting in a chair in the corner and I sat down next to him. He looked over at me and said, “Aren’t you that girl on TV with the squeaky voice?” I laughed. Yes, I was the girl at school who did the televised morning announcements. We became friends because he was going with either NeNe or Kinya and both of them were my friends. We kept in touch through the years and when I was a candy striper at Jackson Hospital he came to visit me. We would sit and talk and talk and go visit the infant unit at the hospital to look at the newborns. He was my friend. He still is. Yes we tried to be together but by that time I was in full player mode and I didn’t respect our relationship. He got tired of this and left me alone, for a little while. Joe is resourcesful, he is smart, he is handsome and he is such a good friend to me. To this day if I ever need ANYTHING I can call him and he’ll come. I love him in a way that...
Maybe 3 Is Better

Maybe 3 Is Better

So last night I went to hang out with a couple I met. He was very fine, very smart and really sweet. She was very fine, very smart and such a caretaker. I enjoyed myself all night long. No, we didn’t do anything sexual but it got me to thinking that maybe I want to meet a nice couple to be with. That would be so cool. We could all hang out all the time and vibe and love on each other and take care of each other. It would be like an instant family. But they would have to be really secure because I wouldn’t want my presence to cause any tension at all. They would need to know that I do not desire to OWN anyone or have either of them all to myself and my presence is merely a gift to their union and at any point I can walk away or be asked to leave and that would be fine with me. It just, felt so good to have that masculine, playful energy and that sweet Southern lemme-take-care-of-you energy around at the same time. It was awesome! I felt like a princess. No one was arguing. Everyone was just vibing and hanging out and appreciating...
What Would Love Be Like Without Sex?

What Would Love Be Like Without Sex?

When we’re kids in elementary school, all we want to know is, “Will someone like me?” That precious love, uninhibited by status or money is what I’d like to think is REAL love. When we become teens, it’s more about status and who has a car. Then once we discover the bliss of sex, it’s about who can stimulate us sexually. We go on with this mentality for decades until we realize that sex isn’t the only reason to love someone. We then look for other qualities like potential for stability and compatibility in values. Once we’re really old and some of our body parts aren’t working as well as they used to, we long for simple companionship. We want someone who likes to listen to us and look at us. Through these ages and stages we grow a lot, but I’m beginning to wonder if I may have missed out on something. See, I have a guyfriend right now who I enjoy being with. Besides the fact that he doesn’t understand me and can’t teach me anything, we have a good time hanging out. He makes me laugh. I can be silly. I can be my REAL self and curse him out or be a brat or be...
He Taught Me How To Chat

He Taught Me How To Chat

His name was Michael. I met him when I was a senior in high school. My best friend and I went to a concert one day and as we sweated outside with the crowd a man smiled at me and came over to dance. I danced with him. He was cute. Dark skinned, nice smile and he had on some fresh sneakers. Unlike most women, I don’t like tall men so the fact that he was probably around 5’9″ really gave him an edge. We lost track of time as we danced together and before we knew it, my BFF and I had missed the bus back. We didn’t know what to do, but Michael came to the rescue. He dropped us off down the street so we could pretend like we took the bus. =) He called and called and I loved talking to him. He was older, in the military and set to go to Japan to serve. I went away to college but we kept in touch. He would send me gifts like silk robes and fans. I felt like that chick from the movie GREASE. He was so nice to me and always so patient. He would write the sweetest love letters to me and...
Does Sex Equal Love?

Does Sex Equal Love?

As far as sex goes, I’ve had my fair share. Most of the experiences are just as forgettable as the men they were with and I learned something very important about sex: it means nothing. Having sex with someone was never an expression of love to me. It was just an activity like playing cards. Some women I meet describe this concept of making love that is foreign to me. Since I have not been loved in ages, the sex I experience through frequent one night stands is basically a tune up when I haven’t been touched in a long time. Now that I think about it, sex and love have nothing to do with each other in my life experience. I’m told they should. I’m thinking I’m missing something but I am not sure what that is. Maybe one day I will change my mind about this but for now I know I’ve never been touched from the inside out by anyone. Am I supposed to be sad? The funny thing is, I feel indifferent. I can’t understand what I’m missing if I’ve never had...

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