I finally got to my 100th post… something I should have achieved a month - if not two - ago, but somehow life totally got in the way.
I’m at work right now, on a Monday morning, with not a lick of make up…. so very unlike me lately since you know, I’m now a “beauty consultant” (ROFL) and I always have to put my best foot forward. Hell, I didn’t even comb or curl my Chaka Khan ‘do this morning. I look a hot mess. I have a Mary Kay meeting this evening, so I’m thinking for lunch, I am going to go home and paint on my face so I can at least look semi decent for the meeting. I work every Monday so I show up at these meetings looking like I rolled out of bed after a night of heavy drinking and sex, maybe even throw in some drugs and sporting the same clothes and make up I had on the night before. Meanwhile the rest of the women look like they have come straight from the salon with their perfect make up and hair, wearing suits or dresses.
Oh, I’m the only non-Caucasian in the bunch. I can’t forget to mention that. So of course, the fact that they are in suits and I’m in some khaki’s and crap ass polo shirt really sticks out.
Anywho… I shall now begin to answer the questions people submitted for this grand occasion. I have sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo many of them… I don’t even know how the hell I am going to pull this off. I am thinking maybe answer them all over the course of the week maybe? That way this post won’t be 72 pages long. Yeah, that’s a good idea.
So, here we go.
- Mamaflo asked:
How long after you starting dating (your husband), did you decide HE’S THE ONE? It is afterall the woman that decides this…heeeehheee
Well, honestly, I did not like him when I must him. LOL. He was a dork, and I wasn’t plus there was a variety of other things that kind of made me think it wasn’t going to work. However, as I got to know him over the course of a few weeks, it become very clear to me that I was falling very much in love with him and wanted didn’t want to be away from him for even a second.
- Roger asked:
How did you become so damn sexy?
Hahahahahahaha… It’s just what I do. People tell me sexy is a state of mind, and no matter what size I am, or how stupid I feel on the inside, I do my best to never display it on the outside. I will have you believing that I think I look damn good when I am out with no make up, bedroom slippers and a vintage jogging suit on. If I don’t believe in me, who else will?
- Jillian asked:
How did you and your husband meet and if any, what trials did you (or are you) facing as an interracial couple?
Well, we met on the interweb (as my mother calls it). It’s been a very long and hard road to overcome mainly because I had experienced a life of racism, and when you bring someone into it who hasn’t, it becomes problematic. It starts to take a toll on you at times because you look crazy because you see it and feel it in places, and meanwhile they are oblivious to it. I’m lucky to have a very supportive husband who was willing to open his eyes a little wider than usual and step into my shoes. And these problems just don’t come from strangers, but family as well. His family certainly didn’t want him with someone chocolaty and delicious like me. And even my own family has had its apprehensions when it came to me being with him. But at the end of the day, this is my life and I have to do what’s going to make me happy. With or without the support of family.
- Anonymous asked:
What’s it like to be fat?
I actually like it. Once upon a time, I was an anorexic girl who had no concept of what it was like to just live for myself. I was hellbent on being like everyone else… including being bone thin like so many of the models back in the day. I spent my days nibbling on lettuce and my nights exercising until I could barely move. I thought I was awesome… until I heard the whispers that I looked like I had AIDS. That really was a wake up call for me… And frankly, it pissed me off because here I was busting my ass to look that “good” and then all the credit was going to a disease I didn’t even have?
It’s very hard for me to look at pictures of myself back then… and I much more happy just being ME. And me can be whatever size I want to be! Besides, I have never had a man complain about my size… and even though I’m taken, and sporting a pretty nice rock, they still step to me and ask for my number. So yeah, I’m loving who I am.
- Trina asked:
Do you ever feel having been adopted is the reason you gravitated towards the bad boys and your bad habits?
Unlike most people I know who are adopted, as a child I never longed to know who my birth parents were. It wasn’t an issue for me. Plus, for as long back as I can remember, I have always known I was adopted. My mother used to always tell me “You were chosen, and that makes you so special”. I recall sitting around daydreaming that Irene Cara was my birth mother which was pretty comical because it wasn’t a desire to meet her… it was more of a “wow factor” for me. She was a cool lady on TV and I related to her singing and dancing on Fame.
As far as I was concerned and still am concerned, the woman who raised me is my one and only mother. There is no one else who can take her place… and no one else that matters in my opinion. She did a superb job raising me. And we had a very typical relationship full of ups and downs.
In the end, I am a product of my upbringing, and a lot of my issues are directly related to life at home. My father created the path towards me being a demented looney who was very subconscious about body image. I don’t even think he was aware of what he was doing. In his attempt to be helpful, he made me feel less than worthy. Same goes for my men issues. I saw women in my family tolerating things from their husbands and boyfriends that I now know were not ok. But as a teen, I didn’t know any different. So to see that cheating was ok, I just assumed the first time I was hit that that was ok… and it just went on from there. Thankfully I figured shit out before I spent 40 years with someone who made me miserable.
And that’s all for today.
You can still submit questions until Friday and have them answered. Do it in comments or send me an email. I’m answering everything!!!










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Congrats on 100 posts! That’s a huge achievement.
I love the honesty in your answers, especially the way you handled the anonymous question.
A few years ago, when I was at a romance writers conference in Dallas, we shared a hotel with the Mary Kay ladies who were there for their annual convention. Romance writers and Mary Kay ladies have surprisingly different cultures, it turns out. The Mary Kay ladies all seemed to have dress codes that required hosiery and high heels. The writers were more into comfortable shoes and avoiding fragrances out of sensitivity to those with chemical allergies.
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@ Haley - Thank you so much
I never thought I’d make it this far, lol.
Yeah, Mary Kay women can sometimes take themselves very seriously. I however am not a hosiery and heels kind of girl… so this venture should be interesting.
Congratulations on the 100th post darling! I’m sure you’re gorgeous even without make up!! Can’t wait for the rest of these Q&A. Any chance of letting us know how asked which questions? hehehe I wanna know what kinda mind the question comes from!! haha
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@fragileheart - Thanks!! I added who asked the question, but not everyone provided a link back to their site etc. But I do add whatever name was left with the question(s).
You’re good to take random questions from readers. Look forward to the rest of them. This gave me a chuckle : And frankly, it pissed me off because here I was busting my ass to look that “good” and then all the credit was going to a disease I didn’t even have?
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