My Brother and Me

I'm going to be tempted to block you if you're an 80s baby and don't know where this title comes from.

This is Post #11 - My Siblings. Or sibling, in my case. Not that I don't technically have other siblings, but my older brother is the only one bonded to me by blood and household. My brother is also the only one I consider a best friend. We are four years apart and as different as we are alike. We've been mistaken for fraternal twins more than once. He is more like my mother than he cares to admit. I am more like my father than I wish to be. There are good and bad traits on both side. When we clash, we clash hard: He is more dramatic; I am more hard and stoic. We both have short tempers, but his is far shorter and more impressively explosive than mine, at least until you press all of my wrong buttons the right way (more on that below). We love even harder, though: I've been known to get in the ass of niggas and bitches alike over my brother. We are both fiercely loyal, ridiculously smart, and even more ridiculously goofy.

We used to fight a lot - A Lot - as children. We've had some pretty spectacular battles.*lol* When I was really young and he was a lot bigger, he would sit on me and bite me. (He broke skin more than once!) Puberty hit me harder than it hit him, at first, though, so for about a year or two we were the same height and I was a little stronger (young woman strength vs. teenage boy strength). He had a good deal of pounds on me at the time, but I was a bit of a wild animal - aggressive as hell, quick as fuck, mean as shit, and heavy-handed. He was not, despite both of us having martial arts training.

I can still remember the day of our last fight. It was the first - and only - time I beat him up. I'd won some little spats before, but this was different.  We were in the den, he hit me in the face for some reason, and I lost my shit (Note: To this day, if you hit me in my face, I will go Christmas ham on you. I think it's a blatant display of hate and disrespect.). I guess he could tell because he took off running down the hallway. I caught up to him, slammed his back up against the wall, and started teeing off on him, giving him no chance to hit me back. He started blocking most of my shots on his arms and shoulders, so I took to kneeing him in the sides and stomach, instead. He grabbed and held my left leg, so I used his hold for leverage and jumped up and kneed him with the right one. It was quite impressive, if I do say so myself. I finally stopped once he was doing more covering up than looking for an opening to strike back.

Mind you, my mother had been in her room, not two feet away, going about her business the whole time. He had been fucking with me that week, though, so I guess she said he had it coming, and, as long as we weren't breaking anything or bleeding (I think I busted his lip and/or nose, though.), she wasn't gonna get involved. *lol* It was one of her best parenting decisions. We never fought again.

Since then, we have made music together, created an animated series together, seen each other through hellaciously bad and trying times together, and discovered that we have even more in common than even we would have guessed.

There is nothing like having someone in your corner who's there by fate and by choice.

My Buddy and Me

This is post #7 in my 30-Day Blog Challenge that I started about 90 days ago, but let's focus on the positive.

I'm back.

Not because I really wanted to keep doing this, but because I'm an asshole, and I couldn't stand the thought of letting Brother Fox pass me when she just started six days ago. *lol*

If you've been following along, you know that Apples is my one of my favorite women in the world. I love that girl. Even better, she loves me back. We share a brain, which is scary. If you haven't noticed, I am both random and perverted, so for someone to know what I'm thinking and actually be thinking the same thing is rare and frightening. It's great. *lol*

There's not much I wouldn't do for Apples. I'm learning how to be a great friend from her. She's my big sister. We buy each other lunch and don't keep score of who's turn it is. We take naps together. She's been over to my place more than once, which is huge for me because I don't like a bunch of people knowing the details of my personal space and invading my sanctuary. I'm hermitty that way, but not with Apples.

We tell each other damn near everything. There's a give and take of advice, conversation, music and other pop culture discoveries, and teasing. When good things happen, we are happy for each other. There is no jealousy. There isn't even a healthy competition - it's much more of us rooting for each other and encouraging one another to be better because we want to see each other succeed and be happy. I guess that's why we have the bond we do. It's so very hard to find a relationship of any kind that is genuinely mutually beneficial on a 50/50 level, so when you finally do, you grab on fast and hold on tight.

Apples is my best friend, even if she did threaten to beat me with a bag of her namesake the other day. *lol*

Check out our theme song:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PcaeOK-HYEE

Amores Perros

Redacted to protect the innocent and the guilty.

Jump In, Jump Out

INtroduce yoself!

My name is S. K.. (Hey!) And I don't play! (Hey!) I'm from the dirty. (Hey!) I rep GA! *double dutches*

I'm just kidding. I can't double dutch.

This is Post #1 in my 30 Day Blog Challenge Spectacular - Introduce Yourself, so here I am, laying myself as bare as my thin veil of semi-anonymity will allow.

So here goes:

CHALLENGE!! [/Bill Cosby]

This here is the list of blog topics for a 30 Day Challenge I jacked from the lovely Humbly Beautiful, who got it from Because I Said So, who begat Tamar, so on and so forth. I thought this would give us a lot to talk about, and, hopefully, some of y'all might want to take on the challenge for yourselves. Should be pretty fun and interesting. Who knows? Maybe I'll learn something new about myself.

•Day 01 – Introduce yourself
•Day 02 – Your first love
•Day 03 – Your parents
•Day 04 – What you ate today
•Day 05 – Your definition of love
•Day 06 – Your day
•Day 07 – Your best friend
•Day 08 – A moment
•Day 09 – Your beliefs
•Day 10 – What you wore today
•Day 11 – Your siblings
•Day 12 – What’s in your bag
•Day 13 – This week
•Day 14 – What you wore today
•Day 15 – Your dreams
•Day 16 – Your first kiss
•Day 17 – Your favorite memory
•Day 18 – Your favorite birthday
•Day 19 – Something you regret
•Day 20 – This month
•Day 21 – Another moment
•Day 22 – Something that upsets you
•Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better
•Day 24 – Something that makes you cry
•Day 25 – A first
•Day 26 – Your fears
•Day 27 – Your favorite place
•Day 28 – Something that you miss
•Day 29 – Your aspirations
•Day 30 – One last moment

Tag Team, Back Again

...Party people on the floor, now let's begin. / If you wanna let loose, I'ma show you the way. / Whoop! There it is. / Hit meh! *tootsie rolls*

I got tagged by the beautiful Sweet T, so here goes:

1. What inspired you to start a blog and share your style with the world?

I was inspired by finding that there was an ever-expanding group of bloggers out there who were like me - queer women of color trying to make some sense of these things called life and sexuality. I don't know about style, but I share my life with the world in hopes that someone out there will find that much needed sense of community and support or even just entertainment from a familiar point of view like I did with the bloggers that came before me.

2. If you dumped your handbag right this second, what contents would fall out of your makeup bag?

I usually just carry my wallet in my pocket or hand, but I do have a shoulder bag. Anywho, I don't wear makeup. I've got a Blistex Lip Infusion Moisture Blast gloss/chapstick, Carmex cherry chapstick (like every good lesbian should), an Axe Vice body spray bullet, and some Very Irresistible Givenchy hand lotion. That's about it.

3. Which celebrity do you wish you had of speed dial to call for shopping dates?

Well, Ellen for one, because I'm always down for some fresh sweaters, button downs, dark wash jeans, ties/scarves, and sneakers. Diggy Simmons, for that hipster/prep, fashion week look. Diddy - I may not be a fan of the man, but I love a lot of pieces from his Sean John collections. Sara Ramirez, because I want to (un)dress her. :)

4. Favorite Ben and Jerry's flavor.

I can't say I have one, but the brown sugar cinnamon ice cream they've used as a base for some of their flavors kicks my ass. My favorite ice cream is Starbucks' Java Chip Frappuccino. A close second is any good Vanilla Bean.

5. What are you most looking forward to pulling out of your closet this fall?

My boots, lightweight jackets, and scarves.

6. Describe your personal style in three words.

Preppy hipster thug.

7. What are you currently rocking on your iPod?

I've got everything but country in my music collection, but Andra Govere, Erykah Badu, Diggy Simmons, 90s Queen Latifah, and Epik the Dawn's beats are in heavy rotation currently. Celia Cruz, Alicia Keys, Sade, Prince, and anything from the black house boom of the 90s are staples for me. Individual songs I'm feeling right now are Miguel ft. J. Cole "All I Want is You," Mike Posner "Cooler Than Me (Gigamesh Remix)," Nelson (the RnB singer, not the blond twins) "Can't Stop Thinking 'Bout You," and Kanye West ft. Dwele "Power."

8. What's your favorite way to mix high-end items with low-budget pieces?

I spend the big money on pieces that are going to last me a long time - jackets, shoes, sweaters, and accessories. Things that I go through and/or wear out fast like sneakers and shirts, I keep cheap and simple or buy them on sale at anywhere from KMart to Gucci.

I tag Humbly Beautiful and any of you sexy lurkers out there that haven't been tagged yet.

*Dork Wave*

'Sup?

I would love to tell you that following this blog would be your gateway to frequent, regular, entertaining and insightful posts from someone you'll always understand and agree with, but you know and I know......So let's get to it, shall we?

I gave Twitter a shot over a year ago and stuck with it, so now I'm stepping my game up, so to speak. Bear with me if my first few post are under 180 characters, though.

I will talk about anything and everything honestly and bluntly. I've found that it's hard to speak when you're holding your tongue. I'm also going through some pretty major transitions in my life right now (new ride, new place, and, hopefully, new love), and hoping typing it all out will help me keep my goggles on straight as I dive into the deep end.