I Can’t Fit in Any One Box…

Is it weird that I feel like I cannot fit into any one box? I try to define myself in the way society likes defining us, and no definition ever seems enough to capture everything that I am and I'm passionate about. One of the reasons I stopped writing for a while is because of … Continue reading I Can’t Fit in Any One Box…

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Courage to accept my calling: at a friend’s farewell and new business launch.

It's 1:10am and I just got home from s function celebrating a friend, who I met through my professional life, close one chapter and begin a new one; one where she's going to be her own boss. It was an intimate event, (which is how I think all events should be like) but absolutely one … Continue reading Courage to accept my calling: at a friend’s farewell and new business launch.

Imperfectly Naive.

I know I am not perfect. I mean, my blog title is Imperfectous. It doesn't get any obvious than that. I have dealt with humanity's cruelty; my bullying in high school and I know just how sad and painful that gets. When you don't know why people choose to hate you with a passion. Well, … Continue reading Imperfectly Naive.

I Believe… In Womanhood

I believe that women can have positive relationships without being "jealous" of each other. I believe women can support each other because there is enough pie to go round. I believe the narrative that only one woman can "win" in a situation was invented to keep us from truly realizing the strength in our unity. … Continue reading I Believe… In Womanhood

Love…We Meet Again…

Love must really be the king/queen of words prom, depending on your preference of what gender best suits her. I guess I just made my preference known. I digress. We all crave it. We all are capable of it it. We all have moments where we fear it. Love is one of those things that … Continue reading Love…We Meet Again…

Why So Serious? Keep Calm and Sip Tea

The other day I flipped out at a vendor we had worked together with on a certain project. He kept me waiting for almost 45 minutes. OK, not me directly but like the rider I had sent to pick something from him and deliver to a client? I was super pissed. And I let him … Continue reading Why So Serious? Keep Calm and Sip Tea

W.W.J.D.

I love and dread this acronym in equal measure. Why? Because it ensures that I am always the bigger person; the one who always takes the high road, yet at times all I want to do is throw a tantrum and blame everyone else around and have someone else be the bigger person! Is that … Continue reading W.W.J.D.