Gold, referred to as “tears of the Sun” by the Incas, is perhaps the oldest metal known to us earthlings and I just love this precious metal like no other. It’s shimmer. It’s depth. It’s richness. It all makes that part of my gut that’s connected to beauty and spirit just razzle dazzle with a rush of excitement. Oh and then there’s its connection to Ancient Egypt and Nubia where gold was considered the skin Read more...

Black Gold of The Sun. Indian Gold. Ghetto Gold.
Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon.
She is Oyá, Yemayá and definitely Oshún.
Lakshmi and Kali.
Not Venus de Milo.
She is the mahogany, chocolate, amber glow of Black Power.
She is delicate and kick ass. Narrow hips and big ass.
She is Mumbai, Dubai and Bed Stuy.
She is Rum Raisin shellacked lips.
Afro-Sheen.
Afro-Queen.
Afro-Asiatic.
She smells like Chai.
Nagchampa.
A Mississippi Masala Mozambiquen Maroon.
She Read more...

Recently I spent an entire day reaffirming myself, my sense of purpose and my personal goals for prosperity all in the company of a very powerful sisterhood. Our gathering was extraordinary in its depth of knowledge, passion, and reverence for the ancestors and for its respect for current sisterhood. As much as I write about the importance of having your grrrls and repping for women’s issues, I, theHotness Grrrl had even forgotten how good just Read more...