I wish I could tell you how I first heard about Skunk Anansie but I honestly don’t remember. It had to have been sometime around the late ’90s. Maybe they had a song on a soundtrack, maybe I heard about them opening for someone big like U2 or Lenny Kravitz. What I do remember, though, is being completely blown away by their lead singer, Skin. Skin is just…wow. She’s got that fierce Grace Jones look – black, bald, and beautiful – and when you first see her, you expect aggressive, punk-ish screaming vocals. But then she opens her mouth and starts to sing and it’s just pure silk. Continue reading Women Who Rock: Skin of Skunk Anansie
“Sometimes I think nothing is simple, except the feeling of pain.” – Lester Bangs Continue reading Book Review: What Are You Doing Here? A Black Woman’s Life And Liberation In Heavy Metal
I’ve been a sun worshipping beach baby for as long as I can remember. I’ve slathered on baby oil and tanning lotion on beaches up and down the West Coast, from Seattle to Newport Beach, and at lakesides from tiny, little Fern Ridge in Oregon to the Great Lakes. And I’ve been sunburned. Oh, how I’ve been sunburned. Never on purpose, of course, but those rays are unforgiving, the water an enemy of sunscreen, and baby oil? Well, we all know what that did to us.
You know how sometimes people say things like, “I’ve been pulling my hair out trying to get this paper done,” or whatever? Well, in my life, it’s not an idiom. When I’m stressed out, I get real and actually pull my hair out. It’s an anxiety-related, impulse-control disorder called trichotillomania (that’s DSM-IV DR 312.39 for those of you who care). I guess it’s a pretty weird thing to have, and most people I know have never heard of it before, so I thought I’d share with you some information and some of my experiences. Continue reading Trichotillomania: I Pull Out My Hair
So this afternoon I came across an article in The Guardian about rejecting beauty regimes and it kicked into gear thoughts that I’ve been having on make-up. I don’t wear make-up, but neither do I feel like I reject it, hence the title of this article. For some women, not wearing make-up is a rejection of the connotations, and a political statement. For me, not wearing make-up is, basically, an act of laziness. Continue reading It’s Not Political, It’s Laziness
I don’t know if you’ve checked it out, but I adore Pinterest. You have lots of virtual boards with names like My Style, DIY, Decorating, Food and Drink, Sexy Men I Want To Bone, or Hair and Makeup. Continue reading Crosspost: Hot Ink Pinky Tries It: DIY Miracle Mask
Zits and acne used to be a malady of the teenage years. Unfortunately, more and more adults – male and female – now find themselves dealing with pimples on a daily basis. The truth is that the average age of patients who see dermatologists for acne ranges from 20-26 years, and the anti-zit business brings in more than one billion dollars per year. Acne rates are much higher now than they were 20 years ago. Continue reading The Smart Way to Deal with Zits
So for some reason, I’ve been writing a lot about my “no-poo” hair experiment lately. And now I’ve gone even deeper into this experiment, as I’ve begun doing something called water-only washing. In essence, I’ve completely stopped using any thing on my hair other than water, baking soda, eggs, and apple cider vinegar.
Big deal, right? It’s just hair. But by making this change, I’ve noticed some other things start to change as well. Continue reading The Strength In Gentleness