Silk 101 – Lactic Acid Lotion


I have a great skin ‘secret’. Perfect for ingrown bumps, hyper-pigmentation, spot scarring, keratosis pilaris, rough skin, calluses, sebaceous filaments and more. Everything you need is  extremely affordable and it’s an easy DIY.

I suffer from hyper-pigmentation like many others. Homemade lactic acid lotion is my lifesaver product for 95% skin problems I come across. It’s easy to make, easy on my skin with an easy price.

How-to & results under the jump.

Mood: Sensual Seduction – Snoop

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Slim Ebony Broad



5’9. 116 pounds. Size 2. 

Every area of skin I possess is rich with love. I embrace every inch I am blessed enough to be responsible for.

I had such an issue being thin, a large number of those reasons were external. My negative thoughts were not organic, my insecurities did not stem from my household. I didn’t feel as if my body type was welcomed by my culture, something that tore at me constantly.

Culturally, we favor obviously ‘womanly’ assets. The sterotypical African American ‘default preference’ is ample and voluptuous. Our music will tell you, our art will tell you, our trends will tell you.

Teasing & bullying became painful when it was further implemented by my elders. Repeated negative commentary can start to callous into ‘fact’. I was too constantly assured my ‘boyish’ and boxy figure was permanently off putting. I most definitely started to internalize that fact at such a young age – so incorrectly labeling myself as unwanted there foreword.

It stopped bothering me years ago. I enjoy my figure and I enjoy my metabolism. I love my freedom, I couldn’t give a fuck about minuscule tie ups in the mirror.

I don’t have large breasts or a large ass. I don’t have a nipped waist or prominent hips. I’m tall, I’m lanky, I’m bowlegged. I cannot hold weight for shit. I’m double jointed with a swayback. I’m beautiful, comfortable and sexy, without doubt.

I was always skinny, even when my thighs and hips started to make an appearance in highschool, I remained a size 0/1. I have been hovering between a size two & size 4 since I was 17. I don’t pick or nudge at my body for now trivial reasons. I take my imperfections in stride – no alterations needed.

everyone struggles with their physical confidence, alongside different situations snd pressures. i refrain from issuing unsolicited comments about others’ as to respect their relationship with their bodies. my relationship with my physique, mentally and physically, is unique to my life & experience. I love myself thorough and thorough.

Mood: Oops (Oh My) – Tweet

Pussy Polite


vaginal hygiene & health – an introductory crash course


Becoming well versed with your vaginal health allows you to:

  • Identify an issue
  • Assign a product, if applicable
  • Know when to visit your OBGYN

Don’t be afraid vagina. pass this on to spread knowledge whether you have one or not, #save-a-coochie.

Mood: The Panties – Mos Def

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Third Seventh



Today is my half birthday – I’m Twenty and six months today. Half birthdays hold weight for me, they signify a mid way point for each age. A moment to reflect on the experiences that have came with a new number badge, and a reminder to redeem that age. Twenty has been my favorite age. I am in a moment in my life where

I am processing past events while grooming myself for new experiences. I had absolutely no desire to turn twenty. There was so much comfort in my teens, even my pseudo adult years out of minority were loving. Twenty has bit me in the ass a few times, but has taught me plenty more. If I had to name my ages, I would label twenty as clarity.

Growing older is my favorite blessing. As I inch closer to 21, I quickly wonder what the world will have for me then, before the realities and curiosity of now bring me back to comfort.

Time is growth. I am definitely blossoming, and I have only just begun.

Mood: Ain’t Ready – Tinashe