Category Archives: KLife

I Don’t Want to Be a Hashtag…

So I am sitting here in Starbucks illegally downloading movies on piratebay enjoying my iced coconut milk il_570xN.1051635703_ahhqcaramel macchiato this fine Sunday morning and felt a crazy wave of frustration come over me. If you are my FB friend you have seen spurts of these in the last month… they are usually 4 sentence long with some form of witty wordplay to protect my non-POC friends from being uncomfortable.

Because you know making non-POC people feel comfortable is the responsibility  of every “good black person” to combat the scariness of those angry radical ones… 

Sigh…. I am angry. I am still angry. I am angry that a week ago (the night after the Dallas shooting) I was in genuine fear for my life.  Continue reading I Don’t Want to Be a Hashtag…

KTravel: Solo Trip to #AfroPunk… The Great, The More Great, and the Well….

Ok so I am writing this post while on fumes because I am afraid that if I try to write it after I wake up from the haze all the good stuff will be gone. I just had an amazing weekend in New York. Like slightly south of epic. I flew into New York for the Afropunk concert festival (more about that in 5 seconds) all by my lonesome.  Now I will be going on and on about how dope it was for me to be flying by myself and doing the trip solo but to be honest I was supposed to be meeting my ex there, but she got sick. No not that ex… or that ex… but that one… Awww yeah her. We rekindled our friendship over an OKcupid mishap…

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I wasn’t going to write about this here…. because I actually forgot until this moment. BUT what in the hell is in the drinking water? In the last two- three months I have two different exes contact me to tell me that “friends” of mine have tried to hook up with them on the lowdown sneaky sly. WHO DOES THAT??? Well obviously these broads do… I mean I know I date dope chicks and the dating pool is shallow nowadays but GET YOUR LIFE… NOT MINE.

Ok I’m back. Well yeah I was supposed to meet her in NY but she got sick the day before so I was like “F*ck it” I’m out! I am sooooo glad I did. Continue reading KTravel: Solo Trip to #AfroPunk… The Great, The More Great, and the Well….

Better Late Than Never: Happy Birthday to Me – Giveback Kickback

cover2So in true Kristi of the K Word fashion, I completely forgot to blog about my birthday on my birthday… or even the week of my birthday…

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I had an amazing 5th 28th birthday while an equally amazing group of ladies and our resident “THE GUY” the weekend before last. Continue reading Better Late Than Never: Happy Birthday to Me – Giveback Kickback

KTravel: The Taste of Spain (Photojournal)

I have been home from Spain a total of 4 days. I am trying to get back into the swing of things but my life has been a little non-stop since hitting the tarmac.

I can’t wait to share my journey with you over the next few posts. The foodie in me has to start with one of the best dining experiences I have ever had abroad or in the states.

I am growing and am no longer petty so I am sharing the restaurant names and locations… for the ones I have.  Continue reading KTravel: The Taste of Spain (Photojournal)

#SupportBlackLezBiz – K Word Creations

So I have totally been slacking on blogging recently and I hope this post partially explains why. A few weeks back I started making homemade, hand stitched journals as a hobby and well… it has blown up. It has been an amazing experience so far. I went from just spotlighting black lesbian owned businesses with #SupportBlackLezBiz to becoming one.

I am not really good about tooting my own horn or “selling things” but since some of my awesome blog readers have found out about my journals, I decided to share.

I make my hand stitched blank journals using coptic stitching. Without going into the history, the perk of bindng it this way allows the book to open completely flat at any page. So they are perfect for sketching / painting as well as writing. As for the covers, I pull the pieces from lots of different sources, so let’s get creative. 1424136580941 Continue reading #SupportBlackLezBiz – K Word Creations

That’s Just My Baby Daddy…. Or Not

Step Three: … I Need Some Sperm

Chiiiiiile… here is the part that keeps me up at night. I always said that if I were having a baby with my partner, I would want to use the sperm from one of her relatives to  give them some kind of genetic tie.

But then I looked at the cost of having a baby “the old fashioned way” vs doctor administered… and no ma’am. And unless my partner was going to be okay with me doing the deed with her favorite uncle or brother (eww), I had to rethink my master plan.

I guess the benefit of being a tarnished copper star lesbian is that hetero-sex is like riding a bike. I better find a Schwinn and pedal.1 Continue reading That’s Just My Baby Daddy…. Or Not

Operation Baby MSK is back on

2015 is so close I can count the days… so I have to get my mind together for Operation Baby MSK1.

gator_maternityshirtI must admit that with the all the in-your-face attacks on young black men, I have been rethinking whether I want to have a little person right now. But I said to myself if I wait for the world to treat black people equally, I will never have a baby.

 

So Operation Baby MSK is back on deck.
Continue reading Operation Baby MSK is back on