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When I was three, someone asked me what my favorite color was and I yelled “RED!” At 28, ask me the same thing and I’d yell just as loud RED! But you probably don’t need to ask me. There is usually something red on me. If it’s not my clothes …

I’m halfway through my LuvPrah 10,000 Facebook fans giveaway, and I’m having A BLAST with this! I hope you all are too. Everyday since last Wednesday, I’ve been giving out prizes on my fan page and to win, people have to answer a question. And then I pick at random …

The next time you think you’re having a good hair day, take a second. And look at yourself in the mirror. And ask if you measure up to this glorious mane below. Is YOUR hair laid like poetry? Is it fried, dyed and LAIDT to every side it needs to …

So ya know the Super Bowl was last night. GO *insert team name who won here*! You fought a good fight against *name of other team here*! I knew you’d win at the end! O_O Yes, and all that good stuff. As you can tell, I didn’t really care about …

It was worth the wait. Two weeks ago when Scandal left off after the flashback of Olivia giving the League of Goons her tearful and hesitant approval of the election rigging, I was feeling all the feelings. Especially since Senator Pudding Pop had just proposed and President Ghost had just …

I’m not really sure what people think about when they made some terrible fashion decisions like they do. I mean, I get it. Sometimes, we don’t know better. Like the fact that I wore burnt braids that came down in an angle down my chin for half of the 90s. …

I didn’t get a chance to watch last week’s Real Housewives of Atlanta episode until yesterday since I was in DC running the streets for Inauguration weekend. For those who realized my site was recap-deficient last week, that’s what happened. But I caught up to the haps, and it seems …

I didn’t watch it because I knew it’d be boring. And not enough of my Twitter peeps were watching it for the tweets to entertain me. Also, Real Housewives of Atlanta was on. So NAWL. The end. *curtsies* You’re welcome. Did you watch it? How’d it go?

Fresh Prince of Bel-Air is one of those shows that immediately makes me think of my childhood. I’ve watched every single episode, and I can recite some of the lines. Plus, I’ve memorized Will Smith’s drum juke, surely keeping other types of knowledge out my brain. It’s fine. It’s allowed. …

The next episode of Scandal isn’t for another week. And the last one was last week. And it’s been too long (7 days) since I watched it last. Because I’m addicted to it in the worst way. So here I am with a bad excuse for writing about Scandal, talmbout …