Some may not readily associate the dancehall scene with breast cancer awareness, canned food drives, homelessness awareness fundraisers and free holiday parties for kids. But that’s just what I discovered after sitting down with Buddah from Sibling Music. During our one on one interview I learned a lot about the creator of one of the most […]Read more "Energy Wednesday: An Interview in the Dancehall"
The recent #tenyearchallenge had a lot of people posting old and new pictures-it was fun to see how some of us have stayed the same and others have changed dramatically. I, being an active participant in social media trends, quickly looked up some pictures to use. I decided early on I wanted to include my […]Read more "“You’re Pretty, For A Dark Skinned Girl”"
I remember Aberdeen Street fondly. Back in the day the Jamaican community in Stamford was tightly knit. Everyone knew everyone, and if you were Jamaican in the 80’s and 90’s you stopped by Aberdeen Street at Winnifred and Mackie’s house. It is there you can get a plate of hot food or a bowl of […]Read more "It’s All About The Music Baby!"
“You don’t have to post everything you know”. “What are you doing-recording your food?” “Ugh, there she goes again. You look much thinner online. How do you do that?” These are just some statements and and questions I get often. Some readily tell me they are too busy to always be online. I used to become […]Read more "Social Media: Friend or Foe?"
Some may be too young to remember: but there was a time that being Jamaican in the 80’s wasn’t cool. Yeah, we had Bob Marley’s transcendental music and Marcus Garvey already inked his influence in American culture-but for the most part being “Other” was frowned upon. I know my mother experienced American women specifically expressing […]Read more "Permanent Resident Alien"
Finding myself on the other side of two mental breakdowns over the course of two consecutive years changed me. There’s pre breakdown Anika and post breakdown Anika. A close friend told me after my first hospitalization that there’s no way you’re the same after experiencing what you’ve experienced. She was right. I’m not the same-I […]Read more "On The Other Side…"