tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30397205610490920212012-02-16T19:47:58.422-05:00Ashleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02103617685476600828noreply@blogger.comBlogger161100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3039720561049092021.post-70355309443698345172010-09-03T15:14:00.000-04:002010-09-03T15:14:05.000-04:00

....I'm just going to turn this blog into a personal blog. A scrapbook thingie if you will. We'll see how this goes.

Ashleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02103617685476600828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3039720561049092021.post-41661632385894276452010-07-28T21:42:00.000-04:002010-07-28T21:42:47.550-04:00

I've been trying to drum up a natural hair post for a few days because I have done one in a while. Well, I got my inspiration. There was a YouTube video posted on CurlyNikki.com's forums by one of the members. It seems like the person that posted the video wasn't very fond of it's content. Well, I watched it. All eight minutes of it. In the video, a young girl was expressing her disdain for the

Ashleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02103617685476600828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3039720561049092021.post-75559898189044262942010-07-26T23:53:00.000-04:002010-07-26T23:53:45.050-04:00

Dear Daughter, I wrote a letter to your brother yesterday and now it's your turn. Ever since I could remember, I've always wanted a little girl. I grew up in a house full of women and that made me want raise a woman of my own. I can't wait to be able to dress you up and put ribbons around your little afro puffs. I want to be by your side as your prom date slips a corsage on your wrist and to

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Dear Son, I used to swear up and down that I didn't want a little boy. I thought they were too rough. Too dirty. Too rowdy. Too male. I thought I would be a better role model for a little girl and I had nothing to offer a son. There are plenty of people that share this sentiment. Evidently, society believes mothers are just supposed to give hugs and kiss boo boos. I think I have a lot more to

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I have toyed with the idea of having kids for a while. One minute I would want them, the next, I didn't. I've settled for just saying I won't have them for a while (knocks on wood). As I've gotten older, my ideas about having kids has shifted from whether or not I want them to which gender I'd prefer to parent. When I first starting thinking about that I swore up and down that I wanted just a

Ashleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02103617685476600828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3039720561049092021.post-48341212717244058792010-07-21T14:26:00.000-04:002010-07-21T14:26:05.321-04:00

Well...they're a couple of goners... This post will probably be controversial to some people. I don't care. Some things just need to be said. I believe that people are entitled to do whatever they want to sexually, unless someone is being harmed.  If someone wants to have sex with one person or 10 people, that is their choice. If someone wants to wait until marriage, be abstinent or celibate,

Ashleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02103617685476600828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3039720561049092021.post-84757037707515540142010-07-14T19:42:00.001-04:002010-07-15T20:46:40.907-04:00

There have been many stereotypes of Black women floating around for decades and one of the most notorious ones has been the idea that we don't get along. Sadly, there have been many instances in which I questioned whether or not this stereotype can be taken with a grain of salt. I have seen Black women fight each other over men, rumors, material items and a lot of other issues. Yesterday, I saw a

Ashleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02103617685476600828noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3039720561049092021.post-39488638329339701202010-07-06T20:19:00.000-04:002010-07-06T20:19:31.427-04:00

Everyday, I sit around and peruse the blogs that I frequent, similar to how people look at the daily paper every morning. Every now and then, I'll read something that evokes a reaction and inspires me to twitter/FB rant or blog. This post is a result of the latter. I was just reading a post at BlackAndMarriedWithKids.Com about a writer's thoughts about a man who decided to give his new fiancee

Ashleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02103617685476600828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3039720561049092021.post-41322003397277825762010-07-04T10:52:00.000-04:002010-07-04T10:52:30.042-04:00

I concur Mr. President.  As I type this, there is a block party going on outside of my house. I was taking part in the festivities until about an half hour ago. I could go into some convoluted explanation about why I'm in the house but I can sum it up in one statement: I couldn't take the twerkin'. Normally, twerkin' doesn't bother me, after all, I'm 20 years old and I've frequented a few clubs

Ashleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02103617685476600828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3039720561049092021.post-58177082578470753322010-06-25T13:44:00.000-04:002010-06-25T13:44:52.166-04:00

I've been reading Essence since I was in high school. I've always looked to the magazine to share stories from my sisters and promote images of Black women that I can be proud of. As I've gotten older, the magazine has been going through some changes and not for the better. I've watch the magazine shrink and its material become fluffy. I've tried be hopeful but I keep getting disappointed. A few

Ashleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02103617685476600828noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3039720561049092021.post-61985591096701895632010-06-15T08:54:00.000-04:002010-06-15T08:54:59.265-04:00

Source: Black Love Poster Today's post is going to be a little more lightheaded than yesterday's post. I am a hopeless romantic. I love all things mushy and lovey dovey. I am a strong proponent of positivity and I think all love is beautiful. However, as a proud Black woman, I think Black Love is the best love. Sadly, there are many people that do not share the same sentiment, including other

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I'm starting of this week with a little controversy.  Last week, I posted the following Facebook status, " [I have] come to the conclusion that there are some topics that are damn near impossible to civilly discuss with most Black people....". I posted that status after I had a discussion with a few people on a blogging site. At the beginning of the discussion, everyone was being civil and

Ashleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02103617685476600828noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3039720561049092021.post-73897424824082738822010-06-11T20:25:00.000-04:002010-06-11T20:25:55.331-04:00

Thursday night was one of agony, frustration and anxiety. I had an interview the following day and I experiencing a mini-crisis. I didn't know what to do with my hair. You see, I big chopped (cut off my relaxed ends for those not familiar with natural hair terminology) about two weeks ago and have a small fluffy afro. I was running around like a mad woman. I asked for advice online. I even

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Editor's Note: Alright people. To help kick of this new blog, I'm going to flex my journalist's muscles and do a movie review. There will be a couple of spoilers.  On Thursday, I went to the movies with my little sister and a friend to see Splice. I left traumatized. I had been interested in seeing Splice since the trailers have started appearing on television. Those trailers had me thinking

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There is going to be a multitude of randomness. I'll explain. I sat in my bedroom and pondered the potential topics that this blog would cover. After all, most of the successful blogs that I read are usually on one or two subjects. I considered becoming a natural hair blogger since I recently cut off all of my natural ends but I decided against it because it seems like every chick with a fro

Ashleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02103617685476600828noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3039720561049092021.post-31921428062373204032010-06-09T21:08:00.000-04:002010-06-09T21:08:18.354-04:00

Hello readers! I'm Ashleigh Elle Aye and this is the blog formerly known as The New Lady. I have been itching to get back into blogging for a while and I'm glad that I've finally gained the inspiration to do it. There have been a few changes in my life and mindset and this blog will reflect those changes and changes to come. As you may have noticed, I changed the name of the blog and deleted

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