Speak volumes

Our first meeting seemed anything but fortuitous. There I was, a newly minted 24-year-old, proudly sitting in my cubicle on the executive floor of a Big Brand. I was as close to Mahogany Row (what long-time employees called our row of C-suite offices) as you could get without being a corporate attorney or a secretary….

A woman’s place

I know more than you give me credit for. I know that if I bat my eyes and smile prettily when I state my opinion, you will accept it without balking. I know that despite the fact that I am a breadwinner just like you—you want me to act subserviently as your wife does. The…

The things we do for . . . money?

If I were to share with you the stories of what my friends have done for love, I would be a rather lonely gal. So I won’t. But they seem to have no problem with me sharing what they have done for money. We are talking on a level somewhat more sophisticated than the elementary…

I depend on me

I’m not a big American football girl. Sure, I’ll watch if the home team is playing and it’s an exciting game but I can take it or leave it. So when I tuned into the Super Bowl last Sunday, it was for the halftime show and the commercials, trust me. Beyonce did not disappoint. That…