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The reflection of a Queen

Every woman likes to be a dolled up Queen; right? From high heels, to eye shadows, to the color of their nails. We all loved getting dolled up and looking like a Queen for that special occasion. Some want the ultimate compliment after the process and others just want the satisfaction of  knowing we look like a Queen for a day.  I tend to think getting dolled up means becoming the ultimate  Queen. I was raised  that Beauty is in the eye of the King who sees his Queen from a distance. It doesn't matter the color of her hair, how high are the heels, or what name brand she labels herself. What matters is the beauty within her eyes. I tend to believe that being NATURAL is the reflection of being a Queen. I can say that I am a 23 year old young lady who has never dyed my hair, got fake nails, or better yet marked my body. I want to be a natural Queen even after my King arrives. Disregard the waiting process for my king to finally find me; being a Queen never hurts. Every woman h

A short message to a great friend

 Hello Friends,         I wrote a few days ago a blog regarding the lost of my great friend Eric Catlapp. He was a humble producer who always had a smile. I decided to make a short video regarding how I feel towards his loss. My little sister joined me as you guys can see but my message was sincere. I will miss my producer who always pushed me to go above and beyond.

A Memorial Weekend

First of all I want to Thank all of our fallen soldiers. Without you, our country wouldn't be as strong like it is today.  My Memorial weekend was a little different than any other traditional holiday. I lost someone I had grown to love and appreciate last Thursday night.  I had recently came back from Vegas last Tuesday night and hit the studio on Wednesday to shoot a bands performance.  Eric Catlapp who was my producer wanted me to interview the band and be on camera.  "Hey kiddo, its so nice to see you." Eric said as he hug me when I first walked in the studio. He always had a smile and dressed humble. After shooting the interview with the band, Eric had mentioned he had a photo shoot lined up for mew next month and how he wanted me to be part of his broadcasting company. I used to be the college student who came to the studio to check out how it worked since writing was my passion but he challenged me in front of the camera. I fell in love with being a Reporte

Dressing for opportunities

When going out to events; do we dress for an opportunity? I was raised that when you leave the house, you must look in the mirror twice.  I thank my grandparents for raising me with those values that have helped me developed into the woman I am today. As a child, I always wore a dress, polished shoes, and made sure my crazy wavy hair wouldn't cover my face. My grandam always said, "If you want to succeed, you must dress for success." I have been blessed this year with different opportunities all over the country in my career. Part of the reason for my success if not only being passionate about broadcasting and journalism but also the way I carry myself with my wardrove. I am a strong believer that dressing for opportunities can help you succeed down the road.   "I am bohemian by day, fancy by night. I always make sure the way I dress makes a statement. When I walk down the road, I don't just want to break necks but to be known that I am driven woman.&quo

Freedom is around the corner

Hello fellow students guess what; Freedom is around the corner. Many of us are ending the headache of finals and gathering out summer plans with out favorite spots. I must say, I know I am thrilled for FREEDOM! Many of us that live in the heated, sticky town of Fresno, CA cant wait to wear our bikinis and splash in the pool. I happen to be one of them. I must say I just added a new bikini to my collection. I have a bikini for every other day of the week. The beauty of being a girl. Another great fact about summer break is that we can sleep inn! I had classes all day long and the latest I ever slept inn was 8:30 A.M. I know, I am lame. Road trips, camping,  lake parties, beach gateways, & clubbing all sound like a great time. I do not mean to sound like a party animal but during summer break; my She Wolf is unleashed . This semester I gained a lot of knowledge from the broadcasting program I am inn. I got offered to host a few local fashion shows and do on screen interv

She was wearing a short dress

When it comes to Sexual Assaults; how do we defend ourselves? I had never been sexually assaulted until last night. It was unfortunate but it happened. Sometimes, things happen when we least expect it. Last night I went out with my ladies, typical ladies night in Tower District in Fresno,CA. I was  raised with Middle Eastern traditions and I have a tendency to dress with modesty however, I am partly  Latina so I have to show off my legs. I wore a short purple dress. It was very modest I  must say. It was  long sleeve, and covered my cleavage. I never thought that wearing that dress was going to get me in trouble. Through the night, I danced with my ladies, had our  VIP section, and like always get free drinks. The perks of being a lady; a modest lady. I have a tendency of dressing sexy but classy when I go out. It always works for me when it comes to the night life. I like to seduce men with my Arab eyes, and I did last night. I admit I was a little under the influence but maint

The Pleasing Game

When being intimate, do women always have to please the guy? Why cant the pleasing game be for both? I know I want that in my book. Many women are feed by articles from the media regarding how to please a men or better yet; why! Well hello Cosmopolitan magazine; you have been my Bible for sinful thoughts and ideas about intimacy but why can we get an article where the guy pleases US! Every month, Cosmopolitan magazine has articles on how to please the guy. Articles such as "The best position", "What turns him on", and "Epic level to please him". Why cant we have an article on "Make her happy, eat her out", or "How to reach her climax".  Now I don't mean to sound like a perverted college gal but lets be honest, don't we want to get please too? Intimacy is about that connection a couple has and the dynamite they can have together. Well that's my understanding of intimacy but the media has made it seem like intimacy is only abo

For the love of Finals

When it comes to college; do we really love finals?  Yes, finals is the obstacle we have to pass to get to the top of the mountain.   Finals; the bittersweet thought of studying all day and night just to take an hour exam.   We all hope to pass our finals and move on with the next chapter in our education. I personably have a love/hate relationship with finals. I am a nerd since I am usually at the Fresno State library but sometimes having six different finals to study can be though. From Journalism to African studies; I must aim those finals to get my career goal. Its though I must say. No one ever said college will be easy but finals sure make it the icing in the cake of though.  Disregard the study sessions till midnight and cutting my social life; at the end it will be worth it. I see Finals as a short sacrifice of time. I put time in learning what I must know for the final and make sure my papers or projects are perfect. I am not a perfectionist but I like to maintain good work et

Do I Taste like Pepsi Cola?

When it comes to music, do we  really put attention to the lyrics of what we are singin? I have sometimes catch myself repeating the lyrics of something that sounds a little exotic I must say. "My Pussy taste like Pepsi cola." I kept repeating while I continued to ignore the lyrics until a guy walking next to me started laughing. I did not realize what I was saying until someone else brought it to my attention. Apparently I was singing out loud on my way to class, "Come on baby, lets ride." I tend to always have my headphones on while I make my morning routine to class. "I know your wife; she wouldn't mind, we made it out to the other side... come one, come on!"  I continued to sing while a few students kept looking at me. After having a few guys smiling at me with the bedroom eyes, I realized I had been singing a sexual song out loud. I diffidently made a great impression with my classmates while I continued to repeat the chorus. I was carrie

The one that got lost

When it comes to past relationships; what do we do when the one that got lost, comes back? We all have seen the famous HBO series, "Sex in the City." The main character Carrie falls in love with her infamous Mr. Big who comes back and forth in her life. The connection she had for him was infinite and even with the other chapters in her love life; none compare to Mr. Big. As the distance grew, so did their love within time but he always came back when she was happy. At the end of their 10 years of Bad Romance; they get married. I hate to say this but I am starting to feel like Carrie myself. I had always compared the writer, and style part with hers but not when it came to relationships. See I had been getting to know a guy who in this comparison can be called "Big" but he somehow got lost on my birthday. The connection I felt for him was something I had never felt for anyone else. We talked on a daily basis and disregard the miles; we had something for each o

Fooled by a filter

How many filters did it take for you to realize, they are not the person you imagine after all? Many people in our technological generation, are fooled by the media when it comes to dating. Some of us used Facebook, My Space, E harmony, but the newest dating site is; Instagram.  This new dating site is used for the purpose of updating pictures by using filters. Not much of messaging like other media resources do but a picture can say a thousand words. In this case, a picture can say a thousand likes, comments, and in some cases; dates. Instagram, the new social networking that allows you to follow, like, and  comment on anyone's picture. Many picture we post can be filtered with one that makes our pictures, the most popular. I have seen how one picture can make someone want you but when its filtered to its best; they desire you! Some followers are blunt, some are demanding, and some are romantic with the comments they post on your picture. In some cases, a comment has become a text

Single in the City

When it comes to our college lifestyle do we prefer to be; Single in the City? Most city college students are dedicated to their education but there is always a few love birds flying through our campus. When we see them, do we get sad or shake our head thinking, "They don't know better." College is considered one of the best years of our lives. Many individuals wished they could off gone to college or better yet; focused when they where attending. Many of us live in the library working on the next assignment while others hunt for an educated individual to take out for a date. I have been one of the victims in the past who had been caught by a group of college fisherman. The first thing they ask is if I am single or better yet, available. I usually laugh and respond with, "Are you trying to get your education or are you trying to get laid?" Their reaction has been, "I want an educated woman or better yet, I want to try an educated woman." Either way; I

Is "I love You," used for anything?

When it comes to relationships, for what do we use the phrase, "I love you."  The simple phrase that makes us women melt, our heart skip, or our palms sweaty. Hearing that phrase from the person we want makes us wanted but what about when they use that phrase for everything.  Sometimes its more meaningful when its least frequently said yet other times, we just want to  hear it. What do we want, when it comes from that phrase. Do we want affection, or do we want just sex? Either way, "I love you," isn't as meaningful when its used all the time.  A guy you like just got you a new pair of Steve Madden shoes, what is your response? "I love you honey, thank you so much!" There you go, " I love you," is constantly being used by women as a replacement for "Thank you." However "I love you," is being used as a replacement for "I miss you," by men. Since guys are so used to having us women throw ourselves to them when we h

Cancer Never comes with Instructions.

Have you ever wondered what it will be like to wake up one day and be diagnosed with Breast Cancer? I never did but that's my reality. I know this is a personal story but since everyone is always promoting the breast cancer pink  I will rather tell you what it is like to fight this war. Everyone thinks its easy and we wear pink but no one ever wants to share the harsh reality. Having breast cancer is not about the pink ribbons or participating in cure marathons. In reality,  I don't even wear wear pink and I am not strong enough to do a marathon. I know this blog might be taking a few of you by surprise but its my reality. I know its a little personal but cancer doesn't come with instructions. It all began around Thanksgiving of 2011. I began to notice a small lump. I honestly didn't think it was anything important since I have heard of cyst and thought it could be one. I let the days go by while I noticed it kept getting bigger and pain began to get stronger.