Photo credit: www.go4costumes.com Put for a moment on hold everything you’ve heard about branding yourself and what you should share online and how that could be harmful to how your “professionalism” is viewed. One 21st century Boogie Man goes by the name “Potential Employer.” Tequila at the bar with your friends? The girl who…
No one hates the skylines that make you feel omniscient to a well kept world. From the apartment I just moved into there’s a window in the common area that you can stroll up to and look out at a horizon bordered by the Empire State Building and The Freedom Tower, finally, reaching like forgiveness to the sky. There’s…
*Photos Taken, Secretly, After She Promised She Wouldn’t Take Any, By Jennifer Martinez How many women go from the spa, to the sangria, to The Goodbye Blue Monday, To Pearls Social Billy Club, to arm wrestling matches at Gotham City Longue? At Pearl’s I felt compelled to kiss the manager of another bar where I am working…
Say it was easy, Mary—blowing minds, burning fans. The day both conspire I hope the batteries in the smoke alarms have been tongue tested by someone still kid enough to mistake pain for thrill. I’m sorry things did not work out with your boyfriend. If it is any consolation, he was from the UK and in…
How am I? I am fine. Thank you. How are you? How am I? I am fine. How am I? I am peachy. Fine! Good! Wonderful even, and a bit tired of the whole world asking me this question. But I think I might miss the ubiquitous question of “Hello. How are you?” asked often…
Photo Credit Jamhuri Magazine On March 4th Kenyan, which typically has voter turnouts rates of 70%, will elect their first president under the new constitution they adopted on August 27 2010, applauded as one of the most progressive constitutions in place today. Kenya is an important US alley in the war against terror, a regional…
Benta’s Message Benta is the black woman pictured on the right in this picture. We lost her this week. She was one of the good ones. I did not know her well, but her humble sincerity, the dedication she obviously put into her work, and the love she had for the orphans she cared for…
Last night Kenya had its second presidential debate. Not just of this election, but of its history. I spent most of today in Nairobi, talking to people and making a contact with the national newspaper The Standard. It’s looking like this Friday I’ll be shadowing the journalist who snagged the front page in today’s paper,…
If she was trying to get me to go away, she failed. If her intent was to entice, if she wanted my money, if this was a big elaborate scheme to draw me in with the need to know what secrets awaited the backroom, then she had me right where she wanted me. I was…
Sorry for te typos — writing and posting in a flurry You get it to, that feeling during the limbo hours in between leaving and having left–that nostalgic question part anticipation part reluctance part kangaroo. You muse: should I have ordered the pilsner instead if the Nile beer? Did I even give the pilsner a…
