“Are Those Extra Pounds Hurting Your Dating Life?” – My Big, Fat Rebuttal
Today’s emoticon: “Over It”
Articles like “Are Those Extra Pounds Hurting Your Dating Life?” really piss me off. Not because there’s no truth to the idea, but because they are ALWAYS directed towards women. This is an article currently posted on Essence.com. It details how the extra pounds that we (African-American women) tend to carry are further hurting our chances of finding love. Because the entire population of African-American men is comprised of Tyrese and Will Smith clones, right? I already know what you’re thinking? “She must be fat, which is why she’s decided to get on her Crisco covered soapbox.” Read more »
Why I Hate Kimmy…
My real name is Kimberly. So, why do I hate Kimmy? Kimmy is a concept. Growing up, and pretty much up until last year, I wouldn’t allow people to call me Kimmy because I felt like it didn’t represent my personality. Kimmy reminds me of pink marshmallows, fluffy clouds and a sugar-coated sense of normality. I thought, ‘How am I going to rebel against the norm with a nickname like Kimmy?’ Not having it. So, I named this blog “ihatekimmy” to kind of proclaim my dedication to all things original and different.
Then, I made my Twitter handle KimmyGotSoul, a play off of Dreamgirls’ “Jimmy Got Soul”…and everyone started calling me Kimmy. #fail I decided to just make “Kimmy” a rebel in her own right. Let’s get some things straight- Kimmy does not wear pink unless it’s scorching hot and used to accent black. Kimmy will pop the trunk on you if you get out of pocket. Kimmy will only allow you to use three consecutive “Kimmy’s” in public. Kimmy will not be abused. Kimmy will refer you to her pimp hand if your vocal inflection is too high when pronouncing “Kimmy”. Kimmy is not amused by your antics. Lastly, Kimmy is just a side chick. Kim is my main squeeze and Kimberly and I have a “business” relationship. Got it?
Enjoy reading! Oh, and Jesus rocks! He saved a wretch like Kimmy.
