belle

About belle

Part III’s been a longtime coming and I think I know why. Reading all the signs he showed me about his asshole-ry, I’m a little embarrassed that I let it go on for so long. In hindsight– which is always 20/20, somewhere around the post-midnight ride to the train on our second date, I should’ve […]

Part I- Lift Off I met a guy–a cute guy–at a Stevie Wonder party. It’s a once a year shindig in New York where everyone who’s anyone and loves Stevie gets together in a massive warehouse to dance for hours. Every person–male and female– I’ve ever met at one of these parties has been a […]

I recently had a conversation with a man who told me he was a great catch. He ran off his stats like he was up for a MVP award: 6 feet, employed, no kids, well built and… something else that is pretty inconsequential. He believes these attributes entitle him to be extra- picky in the […]

I finally heard a white person say nigger. I say finally because as a Black person, it’s one of those things that you know is going to happen, but you’re always a little thrown off when it does. But surprisingly, I guess, I wasn’t angry or really all that upset. I’m kind of ambivalent about […]

A Discourse on Dating/ Shoot Me Now Chivalry is not dead. I saw it with my own eyes. A truck pulled up in front of my house. A 20-something man—in a hoodie, Timbs, and jeans got out and OPENED THE DOOR for his lady companion. In a fur-lined bubble jacket and jeans, she stepped out […]