What people don’t understand about music is that it doesn’t need permission to get into your brain.
speaking that truth
This is me. I'm inquisitive and unconventional without trying to be a rebel. Perpetual anger is a bore and I think sarcasm is weak. Here's the best summation of what you'll get here:
We won't always agree. I only require one thing: Be real with yourself for a second.
I don't follow back unless i love the blog
TODAY I AM IN LOVE WITH: Gina Torres
women of color in white suits (sometimes just a blazer)
hey ladies. (i couldn’t delete Cory… i mean he died, it felt rude).
Naya in a totally different white suit. (or so i’m telling myself at least)
Janet’s been doing it since forever
ok now you’re just showing off
oh ok Kelly.
PLEASE STOP KEKE, IT HURTS.
ok Ms Lopez…
looking like “a billion for 1, please”.
now Rihanna, before you even start…
… what is it going to take to become your bottom?
Now that I’ve made clear that I’m hopelessly behind the pop cultural times, let me drop one last secret: I may be the only theater critic in America who hasn’t watched a full episode of “Glee.” Thus, I wouldn’t be able to identify Amber Riley on a red carpet, but once she took the stage as Dionne for the opening number, “Aquarius,” any resistance I may have had to this exercise in commercially packaged nostalgia fell away.
Singing with enough feeling to shift the position of the moon, Riley set the mood for what was a bright and convivial if a tad overlong evening.
Amber was out there killin em, y’all.
She is fucking perfect
I need her to have a show. And WE MUST! Support it!
Amber is my baby mama and I will always stan for her
she’s so beautiful I want to die