Ro Made It!

I hate it here. My brain thinks that you meet, you are instantly in love, you evolve together. Boom, a successful relationship. That’s how it happens in the movies. Why can’t I have that?! Girl, bye. I’m blaming social media. The popularity of “getting to know you” online has taken the place of coffee dates and late-night phone calls. Text messaging has taken the place of love letters. FaceTime has taken the place of actual face time. Netflix and chill has led to taking things too fast and not really getting to know one another before you get to know one another. WYD and other annoying shorthand messages makes us not even want to respond to you. Real talk. Do you know proper English? This isn’t attractive. We don’t want this. I don’t want this. I want to be mentally stimulated. What are you reading? Can you read? That’s a valid question these days. So, what’s the problem? Men are stupid. There. End of blog post. Okay, okay, not all men are stupid. And I imagin

With the holidays coming up on us so fast, it’s only right that we talk party etiquette. I can only speak about Black party etiquette, so that’s what I will discuss here. I'm sure some of these rule can be applied across different cultures/ethnicities. If you are invited to a party, gathering, dinner, or the like, there are some things that you just don’t do. If we invited you, we must like you at least a little bit. That can end quickly. Here are some general rules of Black house gatherings that expand beyond the holidays. You’re welcome. Don’t assume all Black events start late. Yes…a lot of them do, but you don’t want to be the late one. If I tell you it starts at 3, I’ve most likely accounted for the lateness of my family members. We move on without them. Don’t be tardy for the party. Don’t show up empty handed. Even if you are told not to worry about bringing anything, bring something. Even if it’s a bottle of sparkling cider. There will be massive side eye if you s