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Why The Girl Next Door is Black?
Well, often when people reference “girl next door” they’re not talking about someone black. Here’s what may be shocking news: sometimes, the girl next door is…black. I know, it’s a lot to wrap one’s head around. Let it sink in. You okay? Alright, cool.
I thought about naming this blog: “You Talk Like a White Girl,” or “Uppity Negress,” but I didn’t think either of those really captured me, nor did I want to scare people off; they make me laugh though.
Ultimately, just like everyone else, black people have varied interests, concerns, backgrounds and experiences. We even get darker with prolonged exposure to the sun!
On TGNDIB you’ll find posts on everything from travel to pop culture to my triumphs and travails in daily life to race and gender (I’m a black woman living in the US; it’s unavoidable) and other socio-political issues. It’s rare that I don’t have an opinion on something.
Who am I?
I’m Keisha (“Kee-shuh”, not to be confused with Ke$ha). I live in
Los Angeles San Francisco, California, but I made my way here via a looooooong journey through several states, beginning with New York, a pit stop in the South, and some quality time in Texas (which most Texans will say is not “The South, it’s Texas!”).
I’m told a smart woman never reveals her age, and even though I don’t really care, I’ll play coy and say that depending on who’s doing the categorizing I’m in generation X or generation millennial. Make of that what you will.
I love to quote rap lyrics. Have you listened to rap? These dude/ettes have the most hilarious one liners. I could probably hold an entire conversation just quoting rap songs.
I also like food and I can be snobby about it (but not snooty, there is a difference); whether I actually have good taste is debatable. Sweet and salty foods together are a winning combo. I recommend Sour Patch Kids and butter popcorn.
Alfred Hitchcock movies are awe.some (but, I still haven’t seen Psycho or The Birds. “What? How is that possible?!” I know, right?).
And, in keeping with my gender’s stereotype: I love shoes. They are a gift sent from…well, whatever force you believe is responsible for all that is good in the world.
I am sometimes sarcastic (some would say “witty”). My humor tends to lean either dry or straight up goofy. People who don’t understand sarcasm might say I’m trying to be funny to cover being mean. I say, “nah,” but you can decide for yourself when you read my posts.
I have taken to making up words. The English language, for as many words as it contains, lacks some essential expressions to capture the depth of things. Have you ever tried describing the relationship between you and your mother’s cousin’s daughter’s husband? There should be a word for that! Like Momdauhus! It even looks German! Did you know we use a lot of German expressions in English?.
That’s great and all, but fifty-eleven people have a blog, why should I read yours?
- Like to have your thoughts provoked
- Love a great conversation
- Enjoy grins & giggles
- Want to be my neighbor
- Are sitting in a cubicle, in a meeting, or at home bored
then this is the blog for you!
*None of these are mutually exclusive
Thank you for taking the time to visit! Lovely to have you. Leave a comment if you like what you read; I love to hear from people!
Last Updated: February 2016