Once Upon a Meeting: Amber Rose & Helena Andrews
‘This is too ironic for it to be a coincidence,’ I thought as I flipped through my camera phone and stopped at a picture of myself…and Amber Rose. Yes, Kanye’s former flame pursed her lips as her publicist immortalized our meeting. The irony comes into play as we rewind just a few hours prior to ATL’s La Bella Vie boutique. In my customary writer’s pose, I stood with my blackberry shoved in the face of author Helena Andrews. She’s the irresistibly witty D.C. writer who just recently released her first memoir, Bitch Is the New Black.
It was like I took a trip to bizarro world (See: Seinfeld). Did I really just interview what I would consider to be the oil and water of Black femininity? One famous for being smart. One famous for being sexy. To each interview I brought my pre-conceived notions. Some good. Most expected. 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.
