8:01 (The 10th Anniversary Post)

Dear Skinny Black Girl, Ten years ago, I typed “Confessions of a Skinny Black Girl” into a Blogspot header and birthed you. I raised you, molded you until the gulf between us evaporated. Lines blurred between you, the identity on the page and me, the person living a life. Today, I can’t distinguish our truth … [Read more…]

The I’m Not Washed World Tour

“I’m really too young to be feeling this old.” – a Canadian rapper I no longer listen to. In February, in a dimly lit restaurant over whiskey cocktails and seafood appetizers, C and I pondered our social lives as unmarried, non-parent 30somethings. “Remember summer 2009?” I asked. She nodded. A megawatt smile spreading across her … [Read more…]

Used to Be

A reader recently told me I don’t write like I used to. In August, I’ll celebrate 10 years blogging. It doesn’t feel like I’ve been writing online that long, though it feels like I’ve been Skinny Black Girl forever. Probably because, for better or worse, Skinny Black Girl is more “me” than “Robyn” is. I’m … [Read more…]