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On 35 – TheRobertaShow | Frightening Comfort
Officially 35, I’m claiming success on adulthood thus far but, truthfully speaking – i’m also claiming a bit of fright. I’ll explain, I believe a healthy dose of fear is necessary at times to discomfort you. While fear can stifle you for a time – facing it, is the only way to get THROUGH it. In my experiences,…
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NY&Co and Me – Feature
I work in fashion but I’m not a fashion blogger. If your a constant reader of this blog, you have a good idea as to where my passions lie. #IRL for the past ten years i’ve had a wonderfully accomplished career as a Web Designer/Art director. It’s how I gainfully bring home the turkey…
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20 QUESTIONS with ME via depthandcandor
Interviewed by the lovely Hiwote Getaneh owner of the dopest Depth and Candor Vlog , here are 20 questions in about 3 minutes of inspirational gems. We are all expansive and capable! Enjoy and share! #therobertashow
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Save some for your SELF pt2 : Conversation & Cake
Preface: I thought this piece was past due. Though I speak freely and give thoughtful advice on the state of relationships, within my community and without, I never speak on my own experiences. I listen to popular opinion, panels of experts and advocates for both genders. I am my biggest critic and i’ve learned…
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Conversation: Ladylike: Being a lady
With summer quickly approaching, the life of the crop top and mini skirt will soon begin to thrive. I have already begun to see signs of ill thought clothing choices on the train and even at brunch. Many – but not all of us women have spent a considerable amount of time in the gym this…
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Conversation: Why women refuse to get along
In my much younger years I was terribly disappointed with myself. I didn’t like who I was evolving into and was uncertain of how to change into a person I could be happy with. At the time, just being content with my character would have been enough to sustain. I thought the woman…
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On being a LADY – Conversation #1
As an adolescent my mother took to calling me “nebby”, in Pittsburghese it’s the equivalent to nosy. Indeed, I remember intentionally listening to my mother’s phone conversations and gossip sessions she and our neighbor would have over coffee and cigarettes a few times per week. Now, I know it’s not because I cared about what was happening on “One Life…
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Guilty – as Charged by me
I have come to realize that I may be guilty of many things but none are more fitting than the ones I myself admit before anyone accuses. I am a user. A user of emotions, the most non-materialist ideas can leave the hugest holes. I am guilty of taking another’s affections as my own…
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Married?! There’s a ring on him…
What would cause a morally sound, independently attractive woman to look twice at a married man? As recent as recently I have been pondering this question. I myself caught myself wondering about one that seemingly happily belonged to another. Perhaps our conversation was a little too engaging or maybe my drink was a bit…
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R.I.P. MJ … what this has taught me
Michael Jackson apparently died yesterday. Like the rest of the world I was in total shock. Not that I was often checking for MJ, I just totally believed that he would be loved worldwide once again in this life. And to that wish, I suppose it is currently becoming a reality. The world has…
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the edge of insanity…. (anytimes)
I can recall being on the edge of insanity…. So close that I could see my reflection in the pool of emotion I might drown in. I have always managed to keep it together though, usually by not letting that part of my mind swell so much so that the seams burst. Many times…
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Another Aftermath …
And then a sneaking suspicion rose over me. What if I had jumped too fast, what if the hurt that festered clouded my already foggy judgment on matters of the heart? Then I reconsidered, what I felt was too real to be a misstep. At the moment I was afraid – I sat stone…
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Like an Epiphany 11/08
This time around I’m going to write a little something about the “power” a woman can gain after any major disappointment in any kind of relationship involving some infamous man. So I ended it. In so many words I told my big, handsome dark Mr. to take a walk … or hit the road.…
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Juniors, Spring 09
And there he was again, looking as if I had seen him just yesterday. Even though I hadn’t seen 6’6 in over 9 months he hadn’t changed a bit. Well physically anyway, mentally he was apparently attached and happily involved. Not only was he involved, but on this particular day, which happened to be…
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The Return of Lola – RITC 10/08
Little known fact – I get nervous. This occurs occasionally, and only when I put myself in situations that involve me stepping outside of my usual atmosphere. I think this is healthy because it reminds me that I’m an actual individual and I’m not as invincible as I portray to be. No more accents.…
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Expensive Accessories – RITC July 08
As of late I have been getting back into my grove as far as adding a little bit of social time into my ever busy work schedule. Although I know my career is important, you all have seen that all work and no play make Roberta a very dull girl. My latest triumph is…
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The Aftermath
It’s hard to believe that I miss him. The last looks he gifted me have become haunting, as if I was the one that had inflicted the initial hurt, as if I was the cause of the situation that had become. Has he become a lost love unrealized? I yearn for the short times…