In August 2019, me and 3 of my friends decided we needed a party holiday, so we all decided on Zante I can’t remember how we got to that decision but we did.
Y’all I was so excited about this holiday, I’m used to flying out yearly 1/2 times a year until I turned 18 my mum stopped paying y’all that hurt so much, but we move not every holiday must be family orientated sometimes with your friends, one day I might even fly out alone, because all this waiting on who’s coming, payments and stress, I’m actually not here for it at all, either say you’re coming and get your card details ready or move from me.
Personally, I dabble in and out of saying I’m coming to not coming because people annoy me, I’ll even be on my last full payment, one month away from the holiday and say I ain’t leaving, until it gets down to the last few days my excitement is extra, either be extra with me or leave me alone, I don’t like people who act excited than when it comes down to it they’re moving loose.
We booked in October/November last year, and the last payments were April, I finished paying first because I just wanted it out of the way, then everyone else thereafter, I started doing my Summer shop in November I finished in March, I LIED MY FRIENDS INFLUENCED ME TO BUY MORE so…I finished 1 week before we flew out, I had a lot packed but I certainly had everything I needed, I changed up £453 roughly and got around 500 euros, so I took 515 euros with me, my friends took roughly the same.
So 16th June we all had taxi plans arranged cause we organised, ya feel me? Long story short we checked in, went through security, got to duty-free? Sweet
Duty-free? Goodness me I have a love/hate relationship with it, one you can’t leave your baggage unattended I have to bring it EVERYWHERE, even toilet, bet y’all are asking what about your friends? Please, the heartbreak when I left my luggage with my friends while I went toilet I said “Save my seat, don’t let anyone sit there” I came back five minutes later, was my seat even available? One simple instruction. Two, duty-free is like Central London on a normal day, people don’t know how to walk, people will stop all of a sudden to check their phones, people and their fucking pullies OMG! I clipped a couple people walking, learn your lesson, KNOW WHERE YOU’RE GOING OR GET OUT THE WAY, three every purchase you make, you must have flight booking number at the ready, fuck sake even with a bottle of water.
The only thing I could think about was a Classic English breakfast at spoons, we all got breakfast. please tell me why, while I’m sat with my hot chocolate one of my girls says “I need a bottle of wine’ in my head I was thinking “Nigga what? it’s 9am” I was all baffled but anyways she went ahead and bought it started chugging away, I tried small wine, DIRTY DIRTY NEVER AGAIN! Never again? Please, I downed some just to feel nice.
ANYWAYS ENOUGH CHAT ABOUT AIRPORT
LET’S GET INTO IT!
So I think we arrived in Zante for around 6:30/7pm, the heat as the doors opened? Hell, it was so hot and it wasn’t even midday, getting through Zante Security was a walk in the park, baggage collected, small disclaimer (We flew with Jet2, someone told me they were a good airline, whoever told me that is going to Hell, anyways our Jet2 holiday reps gave us a brochure of what to do on the Island, proper helpful) Our hotel was fifteen minutes from the airport? Clever right and two minutes from the main strip, so we stayed at ‘Alexander the great hotel’ Nothing great about it, but when I was on the coach I saw a hotel called exactly that but we drove past it???? Five minutes later we arrive at our ‘hotel’ bro the entrance didn’t even look like the pictures, unloaded all our luggage and went to check-in, hear me out I was saying to my friends ‘nah I don’t think this is the hotel’ only because the photo’s on the preview didn’t look like that, we met two girls out there, who was having the same thoughts, long story short it was our hotel, I checked google maps and new ‘updated’ photos. We checked in and they took our passports? The staff was like ‘Don’t worry we’ll look after it” so if a fire now burns the hotel you’ll still be looking after it? Fuck outta here. We had to wear these wrist bands on 24/7 to show we’re all-inclusive, Hotel lobby? Nice, the rest of the hotel? DEAD up, the money I spent on this 4* hotel rated 2*+ (TWO STAR PLUS) was ridiculous, personally, I want my money back.
Before I forget we had to pay a tourist fee, my head nearly fell in my hands, tourist fee? I’ve paid flight, hotel, exchanged my coins to yours and you want a tourist fee?
I paid for it, we move.
Hotel Chronicles 1.0
Listen to ME! This hotel yeah ‘ALEXANDER THE GREAT’ (Far from great)
I advise from the bottom of my heart don’t go, they’ll rip you off, please tell me why we had a stove in our room but no kettle, no pots and pans not like we needed it, we were all inclusive but like?? If we wanted iron? Pay, kettle? Pay, Ironing board? Pay
PAY! PAY! PAY!
4 of us went away, quick maths two in each room, our rooms were right next to each other, perfect!
10 days, something always happened, shall we begin…
16th June: (The day we arrived)
We arrived, all freshened up, explored the hotel small and then went out to dinner, saw a fight on the night, front row seats loved it, the same bar we saw a fight outside of we literally went their most nights!
The strip in the day and night are the exact same, it’s so alive no matter time of day, maybe a bit annoying when you’re trying to sleep:( Be prepared for harassment though, I couldn’t tell you how many times I got stopped by promoters or even just regular lads, either to sell some sort of excursions, club tickets or even normal conversation sometimes I acted deaf because I CANNOT deal with it.
I believe we all woke up pretty early, we got ready to a point to have breakfast together, (The hotel will be spoken about further down in the blog) We spent the day sunbathing and in and out of the pool, and lastly familiarising ourselves with our surroundings, we all got cocktails they were disgusting either watered down or just too much alcohol, it’s like they had no bartender skills:( We had dinner at the hotel, I swear to God what I ate that night I thought I was going to die, but I promise y’all at the end I’ll talk on the hotel, our neighbours and other stuff.
Small Insight: when I left the UK, I was 21 when I returned I was still 21, unlike my friends they were 20 they returned and were 21! So we celebrated three birthday celebrations out there it was great.
Anyways back to it, two of my friends are twins so double celebrations.
I can’t remember what we did in the day at all.
We went on a night out, we went to a restaurant (Country steakhouse) literally one second away from our hotel, then we went for shisha after (Garden of Eden) I was literally telling everyone it was their birthdays, we got money off the bill, half-price shisha, free shots on the house, we went to a bar called revs, the amount of alcohol I consumed that night, I was back in bed by 23:30pm, yes eleven-thirty you saw correctly, my friend kindly walked me back to the hotel, made me comfortable and then continued her night out, me I was comfortable but I was fucked, me I’m not a drinker anymore I stopped drinking properly at around 18/19, I used to love a good bottle of vodka sometimes no mixers just lean when I was a teenager, but now I absolutely hate it.
POOL DAY. SIMPLE.
High key this was my favourite day of the entire trip, NO CAPIANA! This was our first sightseeing trip where we all decided to go to Kefalonia it was an all-day trip so it lasted around nine hours, Kefalonia is an island just off of Zante an hour and a half boat trip.
I think we left the hotel at around 8am (ish) we were on the coach for around an hour to get to the pier, we had a tour guide and there were around 30 other tourists on the trip, the ferry journey was beautiful, I think the weather that day was 36°, we went to so many destinations that I’m just going to drop videos & pictures below, I’m that person that doesn’t miss anything because my phone is always out but I’m still in the moment always.
When we returned around 9pm, we literally went back to the hotel, showered switched clothing and went out for dinner with the two girls we made friends with whilst we were out there, pretty sure we ordered the entire menu but our eyes were bigger than our bellies because their portion sizes are HUGE! Even the children’s meal looked massive, funny because I never saw any fat kids in Zante, not ONE!
We had had another pool day and just chilled.
Another birthday, now I was flying back with all 21-year-olds, We spent a day in Zakynthos town so nice until we got bothered by beggars I’ve never grabbed my phone so fast to sit on it, one of the little peoples touched my hair, so I look like a museum?? Anyways we booked a restaurant that we already went to and when we went there they decorated it really nice for her, all my friends did a fireball tequila shot, me? Never me, I’ve seen them things go wrong and plus I don’t even like tequila and why would I want to swallow fire am I a dragon? This was the one night I promised my friends I’d stay out to a decent hour, my goal was 3am, I surpassed that and got back to the hotel at 6am, I was proud of me, even more, proud that I had around 9/10 drinks and felt absolutely fine in the morning!
I can’t remember this day at all, we literally just chilled.
We went out for breakfast because I think our insides would’ve killed us all if we went back to the hotel restaurant, everyone kept going on about Peri-peri heaven basically a fake Nando’s, people were saying they had good breakfast, we got there was they open though? We went someone else instead, someone on snap said my breakfast looked like it came from the can, it didn’t taste like the can food, MAYBE the presentation wasn’t Michelin star, that comment rattled my soul so no I won’t be posting what it looked like, that shall stay on my camera roll till death do us apart, after we spent the day at the beach, Mother Nature heckled my insides so much that I just sunbathed and watched my battery disperse, the beach was so nice you could go out at least half a mile and still be belly deep in water well from what I could see anywhere, I was sunbathing minding my business, those lookey men decided they wanted to ruin my peace very early and continuously, I told half of them to go away, but the continuous flow of them I gave up, one of them gave me a free bracelet till this day I haven’t taken it off because I CAN’T my man knew what he was doing you know, but now we’re friends forever.
After a long day at the beach, my friends went on a night out, me? I stayed in due to continuous health issues, we went to the corner shop to buy alcohol instead I picked up one drink cause it looked nice, tasted like liquorice and ass even with sprite as a mixer it was disgusting!
Packing day, let’s be real I packed the Saturday before that, I was ready to go back home as in I couldn’t wait, we went out for our last meal then to bed cause that early morning wake up.
Hometime, check out was at 11am? 11am what kind of checkout time is that, we had a coach transfer at 3 we all said hell nah let’s get a taxi to the airport instead, we were waiting at the airport for over 8+ hours to get our flight, long story short we got back to the UK, I was so happy but landing I saw grey skies typical England couldn’t even be mad, I was speed walking through nothing to declare because the police looked on smoke and I was not, found the taxi got back and went bed.
I’ve finally come to the end of my zante blog and I’m glad because I needed to vent a little bit, Zante has it’s good parts and it’s bad parts, I miss the weather, I miss some of the people on the strip who I made 10 day friendships with, I miss the scenery, I miss just chilling out because I really deserved that time to just relax and be in my own headspace.
I probably wouldn’t go to Zante ever again but it’s nice to say I’ve been, the experience was good while it lasted, if you’re a party person I’ll suggest to go here it’s like the island that never sleeps, I went to some good clubs, the vibes were lit, it’s not like England where clubs open at 8pm and shut at 5am, the strip was active from midnight all the way through to 8am the following day, some clubs wouldn’t open until 5am, there are clubs here for every type of person, you’ll be walking on the strip and probably get stopped every two seconds where promoters will approach you with a drinks deal, I heard some proper good deals one was €5 for 2 drinks and 2 shots, that was revs and we ended up in there nearly every night because we knew we could get the same deal over and over, the bar men were so lovely, I’ll give them that and their drinks weren’t watered down compared to other clubs, I’ll recommend Cherry bay as well, two of my friends met two Finnish girls and they got us into VIP in cherry bay which was great because I would’ve not to like to be on the dance floor with everyone else as it was packed and my oxygen levels probably would’ve decreased then I would’ve died, entrance was free maybe cause we were in vip and we didn’t pay for any drinks because we got little chips which were equivalent to money, I was drinking Malibu and pineapple all night, sipping other peoples drinks obviously I knew them they weren’t random lads drinks, I drank a few shots that we didn’t buy, we left cherry bay at around 3am ish who knows as soon as I came out the club it was like my vision didn’t want to cooperate with me anymore, I couldn’t see that well my vision went from 20/20 to 10/10. The strip was so alive, I saw Dappy! We went to another club called ‘zeros’ it should’ve been called ‘swimming pool’ instead, we got there and went straight to the bar, we were about to order when me and my friend got splashed yes splashed with water inside a club because there was a big fuck off puddle in the middle, people were dancing in it? Me? Hasta la vista, the toilets in the clubs were RANK🤮 I thought England was bad, it felt like I was in a crackheads house it just wasn’t nice at all, there would even be looky looky men inside the toilets with there possessions laid out ready to do up-selling techniques, I was like??? We went back out on to the strip for a while, talking to some lads, entertaining their madness, giving them confidence boosters to hit those punching bags on the strip, if you have me on snapchat and you were watching while I was out there you could tell it was just alive with a sound of music, all I could warn you on is the alcohol out there, some of it was tasting weird, people were getting spiked left, right and centre, I read up on Zante once I got back to read a few articles, and they pretty much said that the alcohol was mixed with other chemicals, but chemicals they’d give to animals and it’s not meant for human consumption
If you’re a party but also like doing excursions Zante is for you, however if you like doing excursions and relaxing then Kelaphonia is the place to be, and it’s somewhere I’d definitely look at going to again, 5-6 hours on that island wasn’t enough for me because it had so much history, so many tourist attractions that I would’ve liked to explore more, but one day Teeks you’ll go back !
Anyone looking to go to a party island I’d say 3, 5 or 7 days is a good choice but 10 is overdoing it, I was getting flustered quickly because there’s only so much partying I can do before I get bored, Zante is 70% boys and 30% girls that is my ratio because there was definitely more than the other, I could do adventures for days, partying is actually not part of my lifestyle anymore and Zante confirmed that Tenerife might bring it back a little though who knows!
That was my second party holiday, all my holidays have been to the Caribbean, America, South America, France, Spain, Portugal, I want to explore more, the first three destinations are all family-related I’m extremely lucky to have family in those parts of the world because they’re extremely expensive but all I have to pay is for flights! I’ve always been a traveller, but I hate long flights I even complained about the 3hr 30 mins journey to Greece let alone the Caribbean, but if I want to see more of the world I just have to suck it up, flying doesn’t bother me in the slightest I’ll tell you what does bother me, turbulence, Satan 100% created that.
Spending money I brought out €500 ending up taking out a further €150 towards the end of our trip because we had to keep eating out because the hotel food was SHIT! Some people brought out €1-€1.5k for a week but it really depends on what you want to do, there’s boat parties, excursions, quad bike hiring out which was €30-€40 euros a day, day parties, night parties, it really does add up, don’t forget to add in your drinks and food:(
Zante cough is real guys, I’ve been coughing my guts up for nearly 3- 4 weeks now, don’t use their air-con you will end up like me SICK! They clearly don’t clean the air-con vents because I’m sure it was the dust particles flying around that made me this way, even some of the drinks out there bring self-destruction to your throat.
Honestly I have 0 words for this hotel apart from WHAT THE FUCK, the lobby was nice, everywhere else in that hotel was shit, I wouldn’t even want my worst enemy to go there (I have 0 enemies btw) but if I did I’d tell them to abort this hotel, our rooms were bog-standard, not worth my money at all, at one point we had an ant infestation in our bathroom, the shower would flood the bathroom because the water wouldn’t go down the drain quick enough, the tv ONE CHANNEL IN ENGLISH WHICH WAS THE NEWS, the cleaners would walk in whenever they felt like it, sometimes they wouldn’t even replace your towels, it was good that we brought our own but that’s not the point, is that not your job title? The hotel bar displayed about 60 different drinks and snacks but only had 5 drinks & 5 snacks in stock every day, these fucking frauds, alcohol was over poured, I know how to mix a drink and make it bang down my throat, these lot wanted to kill us, 3/4 of the glass alcohol then mixer??? ALL FAXXX NO PRINTER, don’t, believe me, I dare you, yeah you to go to this hotel.
The food GOD FORBID, none of the food there could actually make up a meal, I love trying new food after that holiday I’m never doing it again, there was something that smelt really nice which was an artichoke one bite into it that shit should’ve choked me to death because of the flavours???? DUN OUT, anytime I ate at the hotel for lunch or dinner I literally had soup then went to the shop after, because the food was not for human consumption, the chef looked old as fuck, five days into my holiday a couple people that worked on the strip said that my hotel was known for food poisoning???? FIVE DAYS?
That’s enough about Zante now, I’m finally back to blogging after taking three months out all for good reason, not because I lost my other twitter account honestly couldn’t care less, the person that hacked it could’ve at least given some free entertainment to us all, I’ve been working on something that will hopefully come to life in a few months maybe less, I’m back to stay now no more time offs, I’ve got some interesting topics that I NEED to talk about and give my take on, people have been messaging me constantly asking when I’m coming back to this life, back to life back to reality, I’ll probably try to do more of these travelling style blogs as I have one more holiday booked for this year, being Amsterdam I’ve always wanted to go.
I’ve been working on something and all I’m saying is:
Next year as follows:
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On the 29th December 2018, my brother went to London to see a show but got denied access to a bar/club in Camden, the only reason I believe he got denied entrance was because of his race which is black.
I refuse to believe that he got denied on anything else, his dress sense was clean, what else could he possibly be refused for?
When he arrived home, you could tell he was more upset than annoyed his expression showed it all, I was just angry over what I was hearing, if I could’ve gone down to Camden on the same day I would’ve but it was midnight and small ole me what was I meant to do? I asked him what ethnicity were the bodyguards that denied him entry before he could reply I asked ” Were they Asian?” he nodded back to me!
Personally, to me, I think some Asians think they’re a peck above black people when really we’re all in the same boat, some Asians call black people ‘ Niggas or Nigg(ers) and vice versa ‘Paki’ Y’all thought I was going to be biased to suit an agenda? Absolutely not, I see and hear things with my own senses I ain’t about to lie for anyone, I’m definitely not about to protect my race either, this world is so fucked up, racism I’ve never understood it and don’t want to, how could you possibly hate someone on their skin colour, something that you can’t even pick, well to be honest you could probably pick with today’s scientists, those scientists are going straight to hell, messing with God’s creation, if I vomit.
Back to my previous point, black and Asians they’re both part of an ethnic MINORITY, no one is better than anyone, I wouldn’t have reacted how I did if it was by a white bodyguard this stuff happens all the time, but either way I would’ve come back and written a blog because this shit can’t run anymore, denying someone entrance over an aspect of their life they can’t control it’s ridiculous, it’s the same as denying someone access over sex, age or sexual preference, I honestly can’t believe the world I’m growing up in.
I’ve been clubbing in central a few times, the drink prices actually make me want to aggressively vomit, I’ve seen segregation of two separate queues it took me like five minutes to figure out actually what was going on, once figured out I knew central London was not a place for black people, separate queues, separate ticket prices between races, between black men and women, bodyguards look you up and down as if you’re a piece of meat and they’ll decide if you look good enough to be let in the club, Central London honestly I don’t have the fucking time, it’s the 21st century, not 19th, if you’re looking for a good time Shoreditch or Hoxton is the place to explore.
The UK urban scene is known as the epitome of multicultural Britain, we have a wide variety of music for example grime, garage, funky house, soca and reggae and so much more…
The cultural domination is crazy, every weekend city to city we see how much black people influence the scene, from the clothes we wear to the dance moves we do, to the languages we speak yet we aren’t wanted in the clubs, hate to see it I really do because without us profits wouldn’t be made.
In my opinion, I think clubs love off black people culture but they hate us, they want to play all our songs but not accept the same race in, that created them, all clubs care about now is profit, which is perfectly fine because they have to make a profit to stay afloat but does profit = discrimination? As in why do I witness two separate club prices for black and white people…£10 for white people, £20 for blacks but the hilarious thing about this is that there are black people out there that will happily get discriminated and pay extortionate prices to get in, and then later come to social media crying on their experience, oh but was you not enjoying while you were in there or?
It’s also very embarrassing when I see black groups go clubbing together but see a few left out as half of them get in and the other half don’t, I find this so unacceptable do you stand for discrimination or do you not? Whewww chile, not my friends or they’ll soon know about themselves and that’s a promise, not a threat.
Do I look DSTRKT?
It proper baffles me, when I used to go clubbing all I wanted to do was get drunk, have a good time and vibe with my friends, luckily where I live, I have no problems of getting into clubs/bars or pubs but Central London ‘Do I look DSTRKT enough? Do I have to be thick, slim thick or slim to get in? Do I have to be white or mixed raced to get in? Oh if I’m black should I go and join a separate queue? Ohh, black people look scary and intimidating, say swear down that’s what you people think? Does the colour of our skin mean troublesome? But if I’m white “Can I see your ID, and that’ll be £10 please” Oh but if you’re black *Proceeds to look up and down* “Nah sorry you can’t come in” like what the fuck, sometimes I wonder how club owners sleep, probably from the profits they scrape in from two separate queues.
You can get denied for anything nowadays, from race, weight, ageism even sexism, some people will offer to spend ridiculous amounts in a club per night yet discrimination will override everything.
Where does ‘Do I look DSTRKT’ come from?
DSTRKT made headlines back in 2016 for their questionable door policies, but discrimination in the West End goes way beyond one incident.
On the night of 26th September 2016, a group of four women decided to go out in one of London’s well-known clubs ‘DSTRKT’ they had been invited by one of the promoters and added to the guest list. When the group arrived two of the ladies were told to stand across the road so a manager could see them, according to the manager one was ‘too dark’ and the other ‘too overweight’ Does this story sound familiar yet? This story went viral.
A few days after another lady of the group posted screenshots of the conversation she had with one of the promoters, the promoter said “Only wanna let mixed raced people in” when interrogated further “I really care about the white crowd, the black crowd is a concern” On the night of September 29th crowds gathered outside DSTRKT claiming they received similar treatment and also supporting the girls denied access.
DSTRKT had two chances to speak up on the incidents but declined each advance, that screams guilty to me, people in the music industry declined? Guilty as fuck, night club ‘pRofFesSiONiLiSTs’ even declined, screams guilty and unprofessionalism to me, but what’s my own.
The word spread with a simple question “Do I look DSTRKT?”
Weirdly enough DSTRKT closed its doors last year due to a brawl with Albanians and a knife attack, whewww is that all it took to shut it down, but discrimination kept it alive and kicking.
Personally to me, clubbing has lost its value, take that how you please.
Imagine up until 1965 it was LEGAL to turn away black people from clubs or pubs simply because of the colour of their skin, just over 54 years ago it was all dandy to deny someone access to a public space over the colour of their skin, people keep saying to me “Racism won’t last forever” call me close-minded but racism will never ever end, not in this life or the next, there is too much hate in this world, too much greed and not enough love.
I believe racism exists due to jealousy, jealous of other cultures that are known to be better than others, jealousy that turns into fear, then fear into knowing someone’s culture is unknowingly better than your own, only way to end racism is to wipe out the entire human race, don’t even start it again just wipe it out and that is that.
One day someone will press that red button, one day.
I asked a few people “Do you believe racism will ever end?”
“As long as people believe their country is there’s, foreign people will never be accepted”
I agree, me? Born and bred in Britain, will I ever feel like Britain is home? Absolutely not, as soon as I have the financial stability I’m out I will go back to one of the mother islands where I’ll be appreciated.
Always those cunts with 4 teeth in their mouth that want to yelp and scream “GET OOT MI CANTRY” Alright Gary relax, let me set up base here first, let me squeeze every penny I can get here, then I’ll be on my way.
When asked why
“There’s several, mainly I think the fact that racism is embedded in people from their children, it’s hard to stop something that is taught to you from such a young age”
I also agree believe it or not there are a lot of parents out there that embed racism into their kids, the kids will then think it’s normal to say racial slurs to opposing races, honestly, I find it disgusting and bad parenting.
I agree everyone has a different mindset, free thinking is real but you must be tapped in the head if you think being discriminative is okay.
Discrimination: The unjust or prejudical treatment of different categories of people, especially on the grounds of race, age or sex.
The definition is straight from Beyonce’s internet so please fight them and not me.
Security guards make me laugh, like sorry guardian of the gate, you shall not be let in without my permission, o I lick the club owners ass, like imagine your job is basically licking ass, whew what an inspiration.
Racism is so casual now, especially on social media it’s so easy to have chest behind a screen but none, in reality, the tears really begin when you start finding where people work, educational facilities and anything else to teach them a lesson, once something is online it is here to stay forever, deleting something won’t save yer hating discrimination ass, a lot of racist people online and in reality need to learn a lesson, online anyone can pull up your details in an instant, personally any time I see a crumb of racism online I’ve switched apps to either Safari or Facebook, Facebook back in the day was that social site everyone jumped on, updating their jobs, education and so on. For me, Facebook died out a long time ago, but a lot of people still use it, putting every detail of their life on there.
I don’t care if you’re in your dream educational facility, I don’t care if you’re in your high-end job earning a sweet dollar if I see a slight bit of racism, or straight racism, I will find you and tear all your aspects apart, over the top? I think the fuck not, a lot of things way heavy on my heart and racism will always be there, being discriminative against someone especially on something they can’t change is utterly disgusting.
How do I know that?
Plain & simple I used to do it, but when I was very young, my whole friend’s list used to do it, adults, people my age, younger, but unlike others, I learnt my lesson, I wasn’t discriminative or racist of any sort but my statuses always used to rock a few souls. I didn’t tone it down I just stopped using it can’t rattle people if you don’t type anything. If you didn’t do any of that then wheww you’re cool then.
I don’t know how some people find it normal to say the term online, register it through their disobedient brain, but when a fire comes to deal with them they’re crying because their livelihood is at breaking point, boohoo bitch, play with fire get burnt.
And you embarrassing bandwagoners that stick up for racism instead of teaching someone right from wrong, you’re teaching racist behaviour as if it’s okay, more time the person sticking up for them is either the same colour as you or the opposite colour and should have zero say in the initial conversation, but hey freedom of speech right..
The people on this deep dark internet filled with more hate than love has taught me a lot and I love how much I learn from a new topic I decide to write on, in my opinion, I believe racism will never end, this world has too much segregation and not enough connection, think about it, people divide themselves over religion, race, land and so on, people judge so much and judging will never ever stop and until people learn this, there will be no moving forward, some people say social sites are like ‘one big group chat’ one big chat that like to argue constantly, the same old rinsed out topics, you could ask an honest question online and people will tear it apart without any consideration of what you initially meant, even though a few opinions I see online just plain fuckinnn stewpid asking for backlash, if I’m being honest.
I will never get my head around how you can hate on a colour, I will never understand how you can hate on someone over their religious beliefs, how you can hate on someone’s sexual preference, how you can hate on anything that has nothing to do with you, but this world was built on a divide but made with love from our creator.
You can only learn if you choose to listen and debate properly without patronizing the opposing parties, I realised a long time ago a lot of people on the internet just know how to argue, some people can’t hold simple debate not even question time on BBC1, some people I’ve seen on that show sound like cats scrapping, these people go from A-Z real quick, finished the ‘debate’ before I even reach counting to three. Simple exchange opinions and you peep the replies on social media you have people jumping down your throat, debate on TV its people yelling back and forth, get a grip can you not debate without screaming or shoving four points of your opinion down someone’s throat before they’ve even grasped the question or even radio some of the people that call in, NO MANNERS, if I worked on radio and someone started sorry your *ring ring* will get declined.
I’m being my version of real.
Some of y’all thinking heaven is going to be your destination when it’ll be hell.
This is only a short blog, due to my recent Twitter account being hacked, I was bamboozled, I lost a lot of messages that would’ve helped me write this so much better, I lost a lot of my blogging audience but hopefully, I can find my initial audience and continue to build from there.
If you’re new rider or true rider for my blogs, I’ve written something similar to this but in greater detail, please check it out!
I’m going to be discussing someone very controversial throughout this blog and since I don’t want to be sued, for defamation of character throughout this blog we will refer to the alias as Ghost Wanks.
I didn’t know Ghost in person but I referred to him as a very good friend, not someone I just interacted with on the Twitter TL, but someone I spoke to, confided in and most importantly he was someone I trusted, you must be thinking “How can you trust someone you don’t know?” Personally, I felt good vibes towards him, he just seemed like someone who supported people endlessly, little did I know this would spin round and bite me back!
When the allegations first came out, I only saw a few tweets but I messaged him straight away, peep the message below (12th February 23:02)
Delusional I know, but I was only a few tweets in, I saw the whole Spotify thread and I called bullshit straight away, I don’t care about no verification tick, anyone can chat shit, Lord knows how wrong I was, I stayed silent on the TL for 3 days, I defended him to someone on the TL on the first day, after that I left it and scanned, I was waiting for his known friends to speak out first, I knew who he did and didn’t chat too, the wait didn’t take too long well 3 days, a lot of the tweets were entertaining then the truth started to evolve and develop, I had to kick myself and just wake up, I saw threads from his old friends surface and that’s when I figured out not every story needs two sides, it was very clear how many people he scammed, sweet talked, Ghost knows how to articulate what he says, he just makes everything he does believable, I never knew my eyes could become fumbled so quickly, people that thought they were friends with this scammer SPOKE, and that was the only evidence I needed. Two sides to every story? Fuck off.
(17th February 13:28) I received a call from a number I didn’t recognise, missed it twice cause my phone is always on do not disturb, I called back since it was a bit weird someone having my number and I didn’t know about it, fast forward I called back and of course the scammer picked up, I heard him speak and instantly replied “what” he said he saw my message previously and it made him ‘think’ and that he was going to go live on Instagram live ( Remember this bit of information) I said you have 10 hours to go live and tell your story, if nothing makes sense then we will no longer be friends.
Bit contradictive Teeks, first there are not two sides, then you’re allowing him to speak…
So 8pm like he said he’d go live, this piece of shit couldn’t even stay on script, he went live at 8:08pm, a whole 8 minutes later. Ghost tweeted “Ghostbanks, 8pm my Instagram” Everyone saw his followers rack up, 300 followers in a few minutes, fucking ridiculous, when I tell you everyone was in that live, 4.3k +, I kid you the fuck not, he explained fuck all in two hours, nothing was addressed, the number of people that joined, left due to apparent bad connection, we all knew it was his connection moving all Higga hagga, we had a few known names in there, if you were active you’d know who I’m talking about, if you weren’t shamed on you.
I must’ve seen like 5-6 people join that live with him, whether they were involved or asking clear questions so he could answer, no one was in their, longer than five minutes, how can my guy say ‘shut up’ when people were below typing? Make it make sense.
What was addressed:
What wasn’t addressed:
MDV ( Maniere De voir) ❌
As in he had small chat for a few, but he was stuttering everywhere, durag tied on wrong, fake MDV tracksuit on the live, mouth for some and not others, no remorse, just a guy that thinks he’s always fucking right.
The lived ended around 10:30 (ish) from around 10:35pm (ish) onwards I joined around 5 more lives regarding the whole situation, twice throughout the live I messaged him “you’re actually taking the piss now” & “answer the questions you’re making this worst for yourself” he ignored all signs, ALL SIGNS WERE VOIDED.
I rang him after the live on the trillionth number I had from him, I was livid, we were on the call for 30 minutes, I was angry but my voice didn’t show it, he said something along the lines off ‘See Teeks this is why I can talk to you because you’re not shouting’ lol who’s going to be shouting at minutes to midnight though?? 30 minutes of talking I cut him off, it was just a flurry of the same shit going around my head it didn’t help that he tried to call me out in that live either, it was getting me angrier, my final form of anger reached, I had to write a final message
The final message.
Harsh or the honest truth? Who cares it’s sent now.
Now let’s get into some scandals…
Sauce control, someone explain to me what that platform was meant to be used for, because I was in sauce control for two days, not even that, that platform sunk quicker than the Titanic, I can’t even remember why I joined in the first place, I left because my blog was a priority and I’m not trying to build for someone else when they insinuated they had all the right resources, lol bye hun.
‘SaUcE CoNtrOL’ what sauce was you meant to be controlling with your bought followers?
Grenfell Tower, don’t piss me the fuck off, hopefully, everyone knows about Grenfell and what went on, the truth, the lies, if you don’t click here ‘The Grenfell Inferno‘ get familiar, Ghost Wanks supposedly wanted to put on a show and he stated that all proceedings would go to the Grenfell victims, nearly two years later WHERE IS THE MONEY THOUGH? Y’all he must’ve thought we forgot.
Make it make sense Julian.
Ghost claimed to know all these big artists, he claimed they were all backing him with this, he definitely got gassed and went back to his sauce control team and told them all to create artwork for this event, told them all this tripe for the money to go walkabout? Right ok.
The artwork is crisp, but deep what’s on it, I know damn well these artists didn’t agree to this, all those sponsors EVERYONE ACTIVE? How the fuck on God’s green earth did you manage to get a sports management company to support this? Mixtape madness? Next! The only sponsor that should be on there is ‘Sauce control’ God forbid
Now we all know that money got banked or he sent it back to someone that he owed money too, it’s the only way.
Either way that money did 100% did not go to where it was meant too.
People died, kids, adults, families, that death count they keep trying to force on the public isn’t real no fucking way did only 72 people die. this was worldwide news for fuck sake the one night I’ll never forget (14th June 2017)
Out of all the scandals that reached national news with Grenfell this one topped it all!
MAN SAID ADELE & STORMZY WERE PULLING UP.
Regards to the Sauce Control team at the time, if I was you don’t feel disheartened because if a man like Ghost Wanks was telling me all these big names was going to be at a tribute concert, honest to God I would’ve jumped at the chance to be involved too, but like I said I wasn’t dropping my grind to help his.
MDV (Maniere De Voir)
Ghost Wanks has told so many separate stories about this brand, I’m surprised it didn’t come to light earlier, personally, he told me was CEO, he told others brand director/ creative director, like if you’re going to lie at least stick to one role, CEO or creative director, what do you draw or sew the garms together which one?
All this promotion for a company you don’t own, nor have any legal ties too, the cheek.
MDV DON’T EVEN DO GIFT HAMPERS!
Who saw Reece Wabara (CEO of MDV) join the live? Cause I did, actually I’m sure everyone saw what he put too, and of course, wanks blocked him and then MDV’s account joined and told us Reece had been blocked, sticky one.
I don’t know how you can block the real CEO and thinking everything could carry on being cool, looooool are you a cunt?
How can you block someone because they said they’ve never affiliated with you before? Out here swiping businesses and claiming as your own, you sick bastard!
I really pray to the almighty God that MDV sue, the same way Mr Wanks thinks he can finesse money, MDV will put his account into minus figures.
MDV fully stated “Please remove our content from your highlights” This guy did a photoshoot with MDV clothes, real, fake most probably fake and posted it on his highlights as if he’s photography director, even did a whole competition??? And gave away ‘eXCluSIve’ clothing? Alright, hun.
Never been affiliated with you bro.
This text message is so fucking fake, if you associated with Ghost you’d know damn well my guy didn’t have just one number, not one, not two but THOUSANDS! This guy had so many fucking numbers, you were never a businessman, not even a trapper and his numbers changed like every few weeks, it’s very easy to fabricate a text message.
Spotify said they don’t know you bro
Spotify Curator?? They don’t know you bro
SPOTIFY DON’T KNOW YOU, BRO!
Austin Darbo- Head of music culture & editorial UK @Spotify don’t know you, bro.
The sterling awards in partnership with Youtube???? The first creatives award show??? Sounded believable right, black cards that can get you into any Ghost Wanks event? Seems certified, seems fuckinnn sick mate. anyways time to cut the bullshit.
Anyone got these? Everyone must have got these, the man was just sending designs everywhere.
Who got these photos as well? The house where the event was meant to be held, Wanks told me this is in London, where tho? My first guess was Hampstead Heath, it’s not Hampstead Heath, these pictures must be from right move located in Cheshire or something!
I got told so much about this event, caterers apparently costing £12k, what was they meant to be serving? Cavier and cream cheese, he was just announcing prices with all these K’s at the end, Wanks said ‘Black tie event’ Wanks said that every person invited had to have a date, and they were allowed 10 extra people as the entourage, the man said red carpet, photographers would be active, he was really selling this event, yet he said his team wasn’t up to par and wanted me to invest, straight up I said “nah man I’m good still’ me and money we don’t ramp bye man.
I’m pretty sure this event was meant to have a launch party 31st December 2018, where’d that go? Ha, I didn’t forget.
Isn’t Sterling Awards meant to go live in Spring 2019? Ha I didn’t forget
In our last phone call, Wanks said he’s going to bring the ‘Sterling awards’ to America, sorry but when he announced that I was screaming, bro you got called out on Instagram live by various people, your comment section was doing skdidididipapapapap, you had smoke for some and not others, you can’t answer direct questions, you can’t sing or rap, so I don’t know where you found courage to give people advice on their music abilities, you know fuck all about the music industry here so Americans definitely won’t take you seriously, America has the Grammys, what the fuck is the sterling awards going to do?
I don’t even need to talk on this one, we know damn well he ain’t partnered with Youtube.
Creatives…Whichever category you fall under…
Don’t let a guy with thousands of Twitter followers and only 59 followers on Spotify influence you how to share your creative journey, especially music this guy tried to hop on the same wave as some of you lot and he didn’t get far at all, working for Spotify fuck off, can’t come and embarrass a platform when your own shit ain’t doing numbers, wave-like me is either Autotuned to a T or he just woke up and started singing /rapping I don’t know what the fuck that was, I vibed to it when it came out I can’t lie but listen to it back a few times you should know what I mean. I mean all these followers, claiming you work for Spotify but your shit, you couldn’t promote your own music but you wanted to be out here creating playlists, fuck outta here man. I stopped debating with this guy on Twitter about music a long time ago, he just wouldn’t take any other opinion on board, I don’t like mixing with people too tough who think they’re always right, that’s not someone who I’d have critiquing my music freely and telling me how and where to promote my music, the numbers I was seeing for a quick promotion was crazy.
These prices are blown out of proportion, you see how everyone says ‘This London is so small’ or ‘The UK is so small’ if the UK is so small why are you going to someone to promote for you, surely if you believe in your own material you’d go to lengths to make sure your shit is POPPIN! Some of you see ‘Spotify’ and think just because it’s a huge platform the numbers will follow, you see radio and think worldwide, youtube and start thinking visuals, first of all, do your research, who’s paying for Spotify, unless you’re a premium customer, no one uses facebook who wants that apart of a package, you can pay for your own Instagram services, Twitter is powerful on it’s own, why would you pay for that? Promotions on Twitter 100% don’t work, I see people pay for them all the time expecting results, I see one retweet on promoted tweets all the time, it’s more powerful to send a Direct Message, retweeting is more powerful, simple like, we create our own timelines, what we choose to look at, reply back too, retweet and so on, you think I’d spend £1.5k on shit I can do myself?? Paying for all of this means you want to run to the top of your game before you’ve even started, you want fast results, fast results?? You’ll trip before you get to the top and that’s because you’ve found yourself sprinting before your time.
Ghost’s marketing strategies were ridiculous all he’d do is get people on the same level as followers as him, set a certain time for everyone to drop and that’d be it, marketing done, you’d literally get your music or whatever craft you have supported by other known Twitter bait heads…£500 if I vomit.
£1500 for promotions you can do on your own.
I’m not sorry but this shit ain’t believable, in realistic terms who is paying for an interview the public either like you or they don’t, who’s paying for a portfolio, paying for some anybody to promote on Instagram, who is promoting it, P. Diddy? Freestyle with mixtape madness? loooool comical, exclusive interviews Capital 1xtra as one??? Right, even the social marketing posts from ‘Imjustbait’ etc doesn’t make sense, why are you going through someone else to get someone else to post for you??? Logic just doesn’t seem correct.
Creatives you’re better than this!
Mixtape madness? They don’t fuck with you and if they did they never will again.
GRM DAILY DON’T FUCK WITH YOU BRO!
Know who you’re fucking with, money is hard to come by, his name is literally Ghost Banks, his name finally makes sense, Ghosts then Banks your money.
I’ve had people in my DM’s, texting, calling me at ungodly hours, Godly hours asking me where he is, saying he’s putting the phone down
What’s this bro?
Ghost called me one day talking about a Macbook and asked me if I wanted to purchase one for him on credit and he’ll send me the money, FAM WHY ASK ME TO PURCHASE SOMETHING ON CREDIT IF YOU ALREADY HAVE THE MONEY? That’s how I knew this guy has shit credit, I said straight up no, he was sending me to Apple’s website telling me what he wanted, that’s all dandy brudda but my credit ain’t gonna lack because of you.
Most of the message was on a phone call, that’s why I have hardly any more evidence to show, I would’ve called my phone provider to get the rest of the conversation but I don’t know which sim this was attached too and if you know me I had 6 other numbers, not to scam people though.
Ghost was always dealing with something, I ain’t going to disregard it, he probably was, probably laundering money about, probably to scam more people, my head would be hot too if people were ringing, texting me about things that have been promised and finalised when really all your doing is pocketing the money.
In regards to this message how else was I meant to reply, I told him a few days before my mental health wasn’t at a good level, he told me to ring him I did, and a few minutes into the conversation I said I don’t want to talk about it anymore, deep this reply, my mental health was on the fucking ground.
Uneasy? Energy off, my energy ain’t going to be 1hunna.
Mental health is something I speak on all the time, he even spoke about it all the time, don’t offer a phone call if you’re going to make someone feel worse.
I tried hard to get some legal advice, I was emailing companies back and forth for advice, thankfully one got back to me, the advice is free but of course, the fees for the court are not, it’s really up to you if you want to bring Mr Wanks to court or not, personally if you got scammed for 100s or even 1000s, if you have a mark on your account for him, I’d go court but fortunately in Ghost’s world he scammed me for a tenner which was meant to go towards Grenfell, but I didn’t send him anything I asked for receipts man was moving edgy.
No word of a lie, take action or this can happen again.
Can’t afford legal fees, I get it this shit ain’t cheap
Just share the blog, the more people that know, the fewer people he’ll fuck with!
Do you know how easy it is to change your name?
Change your appearance?
But guilt can never change who you are as a person.
His name ain’t even Ghost Wanks it’s Julian, how can you get ghost from Julian, letters ain’t even close in the alphabet.
How can I get Teeks from Tyr… At least my letters are the same, I didn’t go from T to Z.
Ghost’s time is up whether he likes it or not, he could’ve saved a bit of his sanity in that live if he just owned up to wrongdoings, but instead, he chose to lie more, lying is a choice no one forced him to lie like that, I always got told growing up “The truth might hurt but a lie hurts more” and it’s so fucking true, even if he told the truth he’s still lost everything, but at least you wouldn’t have so much guilt weighing in on you.
I don’t understand how someone can be in the wrong but arguing with people on Instagram live at your big age of 23/24
I really hope whoever got victimized, used, scammed/frauded can finally open their eyes and eventually get some money back, looking back at all this evidence from here and the timeline, Wanks was shit at what he did, he believed his vision so much he made us believe it too, scroll up read all this information again, it actually makes 0 sense, well it makes sense cause I’m typing it but what he said actually didn’t make sense, break it down.
We actually got duped, he articulates whatever he says so well, I ain’t gonna lie I believed it all too down to his last days when it all came alive on Twitter, 3 days of silence just watching and waiting.
Watching & waiting helped a lot, gather evidence, suck it all in and execute it.
I wish I spotted everything earlier, I wish I believed when everyone else did, the red flags were there nice and clear but I skrrrrred them.
No regrets though or this situation would’ve never come to light🌕
No one knows me like myself, and I think it’s the right time to give my readers an insight into my life!
Some of you have been here since my very first blog post ‘Men are trash?‘ and some of you are just starting this journey with me and Y’all I have TOPICS for 2019 so just make sure you stick around.
Before I get into anything can I repeat for the 1000th time I wasn’t born in London, I was born in Aylesbury, My mother and two brothers are all from west London ACTUALLY the whole of my mums side of the family is from West London, little ole me I’m Aylesbury born I’ve just grown up in between country life and city life and my mothers side is Grenadian.
My father now, bmt I’ve heard so many stories I don’t know what to believe anymore, Born in Guyana, moved to Nottingham to live with his father and then moved to London where he has resided for pretty much all of my life, Northwest repping, but my father is a very talented man in the music industry which has had opportunities to play shows around the Caribbean with his band, and has spent months out of the U.K while working and living his best life, my fathers side is Guyanese, Bajan and Jamaican.
When people ask me where I’m from I just say London because it’s easier than saying Aylesbury when I used to say Aylesbury I had to keep explaining where it was ” 45 minutes out of London, one hour tops if you drive slow, near Bicester Village, Milton Keynes” And after saying all of that I’d just be like “Aylesbury prison” Everyone knows that prison, such a shit reputation who wouldn’t honestly?
Being in between two places all the time I became very familiar with West London and Northwest London very quickly, my mother started letting me go London by myself from the age of 13/14, before anyone thinks (iRrESponSIble MoTHer) first of all NO, no she wasn’t, I have family in London so it was me more time to visit family, I always had my phone on me at all times, nothing ever went wrong, someone would always be at the other end to collect me, I’ve been using TFL I knew my way around, I wasn’t shy if I got lost I’d ask, and then when I got to around 15 I did whatever the fuck I wanted really, visited friends, family, found myself chilling around east London more and more, I used to be everywhere.
For my own sanity, I will not be revealing everything.
Let’s get into it…
For those of you that are my true supporters, I wrote a blog just over a year ago about ‘broken families‘ and it pretty much describes my life as a young human going through heartbreak at such a young age, everything in that blog is true, my heart still hurts till this day but I’m GROWN now.
I had a ‘Stepdad’ introduced into my life so early, did I like it? No, absolutely not, no matter what my dad has done, he’s still my dad and no one else can replace that or even create a similar bond but that’s me, everyone is different I know some kids that call their stepdads ‘dad’ makes me feel a bit queezy but really what is my own, whenever someone asks ‘Do you have a stepdad?’ I kindly reply no and will replace it as ‘That’s my mum’s husband but not my dad’ I don’t know it makes me feel really ill, but some people don’t know any better for my new friends they’d ask and I nip it in the bud real quick, but for my friends that I’ve had for years they know what it is, they can tell the placebo from the real g, I even look like my dad as much as I hate to admit it I do.
I really grew to dislike to hate my dad real quick and if you read the broken families blog, you will be able to tell why very quickly, lies, fake promises I’ve had it all I’m now 20 now (21 soon come♥) We both don’t have a solid relationship as dad and daughter. I learnt roughly around the age of 10 that it wouldn’t happen, I’ve had siblings find me through facebook and tell me we’re related instead of my own father telling me, I found out around seven years old, I had an older sister and younger brother, I’m still shaking till this day.
On my mothers side of the family, I have 2 older brothers, these are the only siblings I’ve claimed from birth till now, ones 28 and the oldest 30, I can’t lie my brothers made my childhood despite the pain with everything else a blast, we had so much fun, being the youngest sibling and a girl it had its perks♦ We literally did everything together, when my oldest brother passed his driving test, we did trips upon trips, my other brother used to take me to house parties when I was like 8, take me to his basketball games, but please we can argue and sometimes me I LOVE a good argument, me and my middle brother used to argue all the time, maybe because we were both left-handed and used to sit right next to each other for dinner or maybe both petty, my oldest would never get involved, just turn off really but when my brothers used to argue, me and my mouth we’d be their front and centre ‘SHUTUP BOTH OF YOU’ I just hated unwaranteed noise and their arguements would be pointless. However my mum, my brothers and the rest of that side of the family no matter how much we argue they’re my anchors for real, me personally I would’ve had millions of breakdowns without them but like real g’s they’ve kept me afloat.
On my father’s side I have….wait for it…. 5 siblings, FIVE SIBLINGS, I knew about 3 of them, the other two the great creator of Facebook made a social site so it could glue people together, till this day the message I received on that site will shake my bones till death…I knew about 3 siblings but the only reason I claimed my brothers on my mum’s side so much is that they lived with me, I saw them day in day out, they were THERE, the others were there but not there, do you get it? Hopefully, Y’all do. There’s so much to this story but it wouldn’t sit easy for me being all over the internet when this isn’t anyone’s fault apart from my fathers, and my other 5 siblings I have love for them I really do, but it’s the way things came about which just startled me a lot, hopefully, one day we can have a bond.
Apart from all that, my growing up was good, Y’all I was a girl youngest in charge I pretty much got everything I wanted, I had the bodyguards that protected me and till this day still do, look out for me, I had my mum who’s clothes was my tissues when I wanted to cry, this isn’t a fact but might as well be I think I cried so much when I was younger I have no tears left to cry in my older age, and it’s sad because sometimes I want to bawl out in tears but all I get is one tear drop…pftt…pathetic.
Let me tell you, I was a good as gold in school, it was when I reached secondary school and college everything and I mean EVERYTHING went downhill, like in junior school I was a boffin like I remember one day I was riding to school and I got out of my street and my tire went FLAT, fam the way I was crying in the middle of the road because I was going to be late for school loooooool, I chucked the bike back in the shed like it wasn’t brand new, how can transport that I relied on to make me late, but secondary school was my prime time, so in my secondary school in each year there were 8 form classes one was called disc and the other shit side was called over, put the words together you’ll get discover, whewww clever.
I was in S the best form ever so obviously in year 7 it’d be 7s, year 11 it’d be 11s and just to put it out there to any of my past school aquaintances disc was the best side of the year, you ‘over’ lot kiss my teeth, you lot didn’t know about trouble if it was spelt out. Personally, I loved school, I made some good 5-year friendships, and I said what I said some of you were just five-year friendships. My first day of year 7 was just uneasy I was in ‘over’ for two seconds before I transferred to disc I figured I didn’t want to learn French, didn’t want to learn Spanish either but it is what it is, I settled with Spanish, learnt about 6 words in two years was quite proud because I’m pretty sure I saw my Spanish supply teacher more in two years than my actual teacher, the poverty.
Anyways my first school day was uneasy, those school kids that used to scowl at me like we went to school at the zoo, long story short I got bullied for like four weeks till my brothers found out, these man said they were going to the school, I was really calculating in my mind thinking you can’t actually do that, but the big mouth I had it stayed close my mind was shouting at me like ‘LET THEM DO THE TING’ Honestly I don’t even know how it stopped, but me and those man came friends and that’s when our form turned upside down, because we were all trouble, first day of year 7 I got slapped with anger management classes, did I go though? No, no I did not, it was in my time and not theirs and that can’t run.
Another thing that just made school uneasy was my form tutor, I had a dislike for teachers but my dislike for him, he was top of my list, you know those teachers that come to you about punctuality, this man could never in his wildest dreams come to me about lateness or anything, school is 5 days a week, how can you be late 5/5 days a week, not once but FIVE, EVERY FUCKINNNN DAY, it was very jarring on those winter mornings when all I wanted to do was put my bag down and go to assembly, do you know how awkward it’d look when other forms will come out of their classrooms going to assembly but my form were the ones still outside, and being in year 9 upwards being late for assembly would actually be a pisstake, would you get a seat in assembly or would you be stood up for twenty minutes while teachers just talk the most crap??? Some days our form tutor wouldn’t even come in, but we got ownage of the keys to our classroom, so pretty much every day we’d invite other forms in, my classroom looked like one tip after, I remember one guy jumped on the table and it snapped in half, we threw stuff up at the ceiling and the ceiling tiles would move, it’d just be bare gappy, like I mean sometimes he was their mostly he wasn’t, we’d just be dashed supply teachers, and then most of the girls in my form would be foaming at the mouths because apparently, our form teacher was ‘good looking’ I was the one who went Specsavers all the time and spent my pension in there yet I couldn’t establish what they were gawping at…
There were so many fights at school it felt like I went to Waterloo road
“Meet me at the bus lanes, 3pm don’t be late”
This was one iconic sentence that went around, having your school outside bus lanes was superb, the worst place to have a fight but the best thing to say.
I think in my school everyone got away with so much by the regular shmegular teachers, but the heads of years, head teachers, heads of departments were not there to play, even the supply teachers thought they had a role, nah mate..stay in your lane
Teachers selling cigarettes to students
Teachers affairs revealed
Teachers having relationships with students
A teacher had an online sex journal, got discovered by a student
Test tubes going up vagina’s
Teachers minding their business while a students face gets rearranged and looks like they need plastic surgery after
Teachers paying students to leave them alone
Where was I while this was going on? Oh me, I was doing what the teachers did during fights but me I was the student they…they were the teachers, the ones that have a duty of care over us.
Sigh I got into a lot of trouble over the years, my mother probably went to two of my parent evenings, my first one in year 7 and my last one in year 11, those letters were nowhere to be found, grab it, shred it, get rid of the evidence, but my mum was used to the trouble because my brothers went to the same school and caused more ruckus than me, most I did was push people down the stairs, trip them up and act like it wasn’t me, got people smacked up, just the usual, Facebook got me into the most trouble back in the day, I saw sirens at school because of Facebook, I had an assembly about me because of Facebook and a couple ratty snitches, but me the same mouth on socials is the same in a real life, no cap.
College was another ball game, I went to a college 1hr out of my area because I told the people in my area that five years was enough with them I don’t want to see them for another 2/3 years, I studied computer studies deep this I only had to go in for 2.5 days a week I went in for either 2 days a week or half a day, nothing more nothing less, I forgot that the tutors had my mum’s number and email address, Long story short they had my email after and number, no longer had my house number, mum’s number or email, sometimes the system wants to get rid of you before you even have a chance. I had my chance(s) but that’s not the point (Mum if you’re reading this I’m sorry but whatever beatings you have after I’ve finished typing this, I’ll call childline) I didn’t like any of my tutors, I only liked 5 people in my class, but long story short I got a double distinction in my course and got kicked out of college on the last day, make it make sense.
Whewwww long story short I’m on my 7th job, I’ve been working since I turned 16 at one point I was working 3 jobs at once, I didn’t have a life, I’m very much money orientated everything I own I’ve bought myself, gadgets, electronics, clothes, shoes all me, I don’t rely on anyone well I try not too, independent living while still living at home, Issa thing.
When I turned 17 I decided to work in the care industry, back then I was so dumbfounded I thought it was good money, Y’all was I wrong its shit money for an industry that works incredibly hard, I was young I wanted money but most importantly I wanted the experience, five years down the line I’m still in care and I love it, no day is the same, but every day it’s new stress.
In care work, there are different sectors to work in, I’ve worked in Learning disability, mental health, elderly and supported living, none are the same all different.
I’m still deeping this year September will be five years, I haven’t achieved what I’ve wanted out of this industry yet, but all I’m saying is I’m very close to the goal and when I get there I will honestly cry the happiest of tears.
It’s an incredibly hard job or even career to some people, the laws you need to know, training, some cases common sense but common sense ain’t that common anymore, you can’t just work in care, you need a heart, an understanding of what you come to work to do every day, patience, I make it look easy because to me it is, been there, done that, but you never stop training or learning, no day is the same sometimes I wish but then I’d get bored.
In the new job I’m in now I work 37.5 hours a week, well that’s my contracted hours the most I’ve worked a week is 60 hours, let me tell you I was very much dead at the end of it, I either do dead on my hours or way over, no in between.
I genuinely love making other people’s lives better and that’s why I do what I do, it really is the little things that make my clients happy, going out on their 1:1s, sitting down and talking with them, even the simple things in my job description, I’ve spent two Christmases at my jobs not because I don’t want to spend time with my family but not everyone has family, I know when I go home I’ll see my mum or I can ring a family member, not all my residents can do that, taking a few hours out of my day to make someone else’s holiday celebration special will always sit right with me.
If any of my readers decide they want to go into healthcare, one thing I’ll tell you now is look after your back, you might not understand this advice now but in the long run, you will. Look after your health because most employers do not care about you, they just care about you completing the task and moving onto the next one, I injured my back and was in the accident and emergency also took one week of off work because I was in excruciating pain, that was a few months ago and now again I’m back in the same position, you only get one back.
I’m leaving the care industry hopefully by next year and going into computing, been a true computer wizard since a kid, I’ve got my distinction I ain’t letting it go to waste, and there’s a lot of money to be made.
Just know I’m very happy over here♥
I would say my friendship groups are all mix-up, I don’t chill with just one group, not one, not two but THOUSANDS.
Not literally thousands but I know a lot of people so I ain’t stuck for choice.
Sometimes I chill with just the mandem, sometimes just the girls or even a mixture, I don’t know I find I make friends really easily, I regret some friendships and five of them ended last year some long term some short term, I ain’t saying they were the problem, it was me too (more them) I’m glad I got rid when I did, because I really tried to help one of them and I’ve never felt so disrespected in my life, but karma hit them so quickly, the other four-man I don’t know, good riddance.
I can’t even say I’m not a nasty person because when I want to be I can be bitter, but when I want to be nice I can be super nice, but you really can’t tek mi fi ediaat…Impossible.
I’ve told people things I regret, I’ve said things, seen things about me as well, must admit that was quite interesting, you know when people talk about you, and you never knew that fact about yourself, it was a madness
Telling me you don’t care but want to do tappity tap on your keyboard about me…cute, nice to know you think about me.
Ask my friends about me, they’ll tell you I’m a top cunt, top fucker, I’ll tell you I’m coming somewhere then don’t go so unpredictable, but I give top notch advice because I don’t give a single fuck and have 0 filter (That’s what gets me in trouble), but Y’all I can be nice.
Whoever wants to get to know me cool, make up your own assumption about me, don’t let someone else’s opinion cloud your judgement, because then I’ll call you dumb by association.
Well, well…well, the only way you could’ve got here is through one of my social media accounts or if you’re a real g, you would’ve received an email because you’re subscribed.
The only social media platform I use religiously is Twitter, then snapchat, and then Instagram, I only use facebook to see what’s happening around my area or speak to my family and see what’s going on.
I’ve had my Twitter account for 8 years, I haven’t always been called ‘Baddest Teeks’ I had names like ‘simpletylife’ or ‘teeksxi’ I recently changed it to ‘Baddest Teeks’ three years or so ago, if you knew what I tweeted back in the day all those madness all those gifs Y’all know why it was ‘baddest’ at the start ‘Teeks’ just a nickname, my name holds weight I don’t care what anyone says, I was there back in the day.
I have an online mouth and real mouth, but buck me inna real life and touch me I’ll show you what I’ll be using your taxes on.
I was thinking of rebranding but then I was thinking who am I doing this for, for me or Y’all, I remembered I don’t give one fuck about anyone on the internet that I don’t know, BLOCK, MUTE & UNFOLLOW BUTTON IS ACTIVE USE IT!
TEEKS THE BLOGGER & BADDEST TEEKS IS THE SAME PERSON, NO CAP.
This was meant to be really short yet here I am approaching nearly 4000 words, this is only a small insight into my life, but if you read this thinking it’s my whole life, you’re a dickhead for sure.
If I could start my life all over again would I? 100% I would not, I pray every night and I know God has a plan for me, I’m not in a rush to get there, God’s timing is everything and I respect it.
If my life was to start over, I probably wouldn’t be here blogging, I probably wouldn’t have met the people that I did, been in the career I’m in, be alive and breathing because who really knows, I’m forever grateful and thankful I wake up every day.
Probably started my online presence wrong, but I sweaterrrrr gawddd man I don’t care, it gets me where I want to be for now, and who knows it could get me further one day.
I’ve got so many goals that I need to reach before 2019 ends, I’m completing every single one, nothings getting left behind.
Also, may I add WEED IS MY BEST FRIEND
Anyways 2019 I’m really living my best fuckinnnnn life, turning 21 (March 10th), flying out to Zante for ten days in June, Getting my 4th tattoo on my back, 9 days before my 21st (Pray for me bmt) Getting my 5th tattoo under my collarbone in April (Pray again x2), going to take lots of small trips around Europe, I’m just overly excited about everything.
The younger you nobody knew, not even a bird or a fly could ever discover your life, always figuring out who you were, where you were, why you were placed here and who you really wanted to be, but not even me the author could figure out that maze of a thought on my own.
All about self discovering, learning about myself every minute of the day and in 20 years of being on this very earth the beginning of my journey has only just begun so many achievements I’ve made have helped pave the way, opportunities being flung my way, but darling, it wasn’t easy, nothing in life is ever one way, always twists and curves, but that’s okay because I’m about to make it in this life, and you can too, just believe in your craft, your sauce even.
In and out of sleep, tossing and turning beating myself up over things I shouldn’t really be worried about, always saw people my age ahead of me and couldn’t figure out where I was going wrong, but things quickly puzzled together.
I was lost, felt entwined in the deadly jungle, through darkness I struggled, in light I fought, but the light I was searching for it didn’t want to be found, and if something doesn’t want to be found why should I continue to search and kill myself over it, I’m not weak I’m infused like tea, the longer I’m in and the little tipple of milk added, light will be found.
After years of self-doubt, things were starting to become so clear, clear as the water in the Caribbean Sea, I could take a glimpse and see clearly now the rain has gone, I could fight all the obstacles in my way.
Social media is part of me, a big part of my career, the smart intellectuals out on the internet, it’s so fascinating, the great souls of intelligence, we have young Stephen Hawkings swooping in, we have the university fanatics, the college goers, the GCSEs takers, all bundled in too one, we have sharp, crafty, keen teens, ambitious adults learning and sharing their immense knowledge.
God made each and every one of us individually took his time crafting, putting the smallest details in place, so articulate what a man to believe in, our creator, our best-friend, through the good times and even the bad, always a prayer a way to make our day, he our creator the greatest on earth.
The abuse that has taken on generations beyond my belief, has now taken the 21st century by storm, Abuse is now being rectified and glamorised, amended for why? My brothers and sisters are physically and mentally wounded, blasts from the pasts taking over their futures, punctures in their souls, yet this behaviour is glamorized, the 50/50 world we live in, the pleasing but malicious world we found upon ourselves, but who’s to blame?
XXX so fresh, so raw but when victims talk they’re instantly hushed when the supporters talk they can howl and screech, but when victims speak, why should we dim our experiences for you? R.kelly still free, George Zimmerman still breathing fresh air, a bit of fame and you are blown away, but what about the sufferers? Cuts so deep, we can see the bloodstream, bruises looking like rotten fruit, black eyes were hidden by shaded sky, crying out in pain, it’s such a shame, imagine being beaten black and blue, the authorities we trust, just dismiss us, but when it’s a celebrity, it’s a different story…
Our voices are effortlessly powerful, our expressions potent, our smiles gleeful, I used to get told to smile more in pictures. I strive for greatness, I exhale every breath as my last one, I acknowledge life intently each and every day, but guess what the devil wears Prada.
Clouded thoughts turned into uplifting dreams, the world is yours, pulverise, memorise and spread wisdom.
Everywhere I’m doing the plug walk, I’m so into making it, from the lows to the ultimate kushy highs, from saying you got me intoxicated, from being mentally fucked, mentally scarred to meant to be up, from saying we don’t want no devils in the house we want the LORD, and the lord is who made me have the highest faiths, and he who made me, is who raised me, this is a God dream, this is everything.
Sickle cell is a disease I haven’t been very aware of or even merely interested about till about two years ago, it sounds very ignorant of me I agree but my mentality a few years ago was “why am I worrying about something that doesn’t affect me in the slightest” I’m really eating my words now because last year my mother literally forced me to go to a doctors appointment,all the consistent nagging was really aggravating me so I booked a blood test as my mother thought I had sickle cell anaemia as I used to nap about 5/6 times a day, excessive amounts I know! First things first I had my blood test and got told I got the sickle cell trait, when my doctor was explaining to me about it I wasn’t even awake barely to listen so I went home to research, I found out a fair bit of information from online, I really wanted to know about my sleeping and why it was awfully bad one of the side effects was fatigue so it was explained. The sickle cell disease or even trait can come from one parent or both, I did some digging and as far as my mother was concerned it didn’t come from her side, I asked my father it was a straight up NO!
“When I gave birth I had O recess negative ‘rare blood’ group and antibody D injection so the blood wouldn’t clot, doctors would’ve said at birth if I had the trait or disease” – My mother
“I believe that the greatest gift you can give your family & the world is a healthy you”
What is sickle cell?
SICKLE CELL: Sickle cell is a disorder of the haemoglobin in the red blood cells.
Normal blood cell (A)Sickle Cell blood cell (B)
The difference between the two is clearly the shape, however, people with SCD have abnormal haemoglobin called haemoglobin S or sickle haemoglobin in their red blood cells.
Haemoglobin: A red protein responsible for carrying oxygen in the blood vertebrates.
Haemoglobin S: An abnormal type of haemoglobin that can be inherited from your parents, haemoglobin S causes red blood cells to become very stiff and oddly shaped, instead of having normal circular blood cells like exhibit (A)the red blood cells become sickle cell shaped in an exhibit (B)
People with SICKLE CELL CONDITION are born with the condition, it’s not contagious. Sickle cell genes come in pairs, you inherit one set from your father and the other from your mother, a child has to inherit a faulty gene from each parent.
However, a person who receives one sickle cell gene from one parent and a normal gene from the other has a condition called the SICKLE CELL TRAIT.
Sickle cell is a serious inherited condition affecting the blood and a various amount of organs in the body, it affects the red blood cells which cause sickling which produces episodes of pain and other symptoms, in-between episodes of sickling,people with sickle cell disease are normally well, however, long-term complications can occur, finding out if you have sickle cell from early can help with treatment process.
These painful episodes are referred to as the sickle cell crisis, it’s treated with strong painkillers such as morphine.
The main symptoms of the sickle cell disease are anaemia.
Whats sickle cell anaemia?
Sickle cell anaemia is the name of a specific form of sickle cell disease which is a form of two sickle cell genes.
Blood loss is the most common cause of anaemia, especially iron deficiency. Heavy menstrual periods or bleeding in the digestive or urinary tract can cause a serious amount of blood loss.
Can you die from anaemia?
When you’re anaemic your heart must pump more blood around to compensate for the lack of oxygen in the blood cells, this can lead to an enlarged heart, however, inherited anaemia like sickle cell anaemia can cause life-threatening complications.
Can you cure anaemia?
Anaemia can be cured by a blood transfusion or if you change your diet will allow the body to naturally build red blood cells back up.
Blood Transfusion: A blood transfusion is when you’re given blood from a donor, very safe procedure and can save lives. A blood transfusion can replace the blood you’ve lost or just replace the liquid or cells found in blood.
SYMPTOMS OF SICKLE CELL/ANAEMIA
Fatigue: When tiredness is overwhelming and isn’t relieved by sleep or rest.
Sickle cell crisis: Sickle cell crisis can cause pain as blood vessels can become blocked or the defective blood cells can damage organs in the body.
Dactylitis: Inflammation of your digits (Finger or toe) The word (Dactyl) comes from the Greek word “Daktylos” meaning finger in Greek but can refer to both.
Arthritis: A common condition that causes pain and inflammation in a joint, in the UK around 10 million people have this condition.
Splenic sequestration: A problem with the spleen that can occur a lot in people who have sickle cell, when a lot of red blood cells gets trapped, the spleen can get damaged and not work how it should.
Liver congestion: Represents the increase of blood in a territory, due to dilatation of small vessels.
Lung Injury: Acute respiratory distress syndrome (ARDS) is a life-threatening condition where the lungs can’t provide the body’s vital organs with enough oxygen.
Leg Ulcers: leg ulcer is a long-lasting (chronic) sore that takes more than four to six weeks to heal.
Eye Damage: The most common type of eye complications due to the sickle cell is “Sea fan-shaped frond” of new retinal blood vessel growth.
Aseptic Necrosis: A bone condition that results from poor blood supply to an area of bone, causing localized bone death. This is a serious condition because the dead areas of bone do not function normally, are weakened, and can collapse.
Hopefully, this diagram can you give a better understanding of how the sickle cell works.
The only possible cure for sickle cell is bone marrow transplant as known as a stem cell, but this transplant is only possible for the limited amount of affected individuals who have the suitable blood donor.
Bone Marrow Transplant: A bone marrow transplant replaces damaged blood cells with healthy ones.
Stem cell transplants are complicated procedures with significant risks involved.
Did you know?
Sickle cell is the most hereditary hematologic disorder in the world. It primarily affects Black Africans and Americans, as well as some persons of Mediterranean, East Indian or Latin American heritage. About 8% of the African-American population carries the sickle cell trait.
SCD is inherited from both parents, sickle cell trait is inherited by one parent.
SCD can affect anyone, but mainly people from African & Caribbean backgrounds.
1 in 76 babies born in the UK carries the sickle cell trait.
Approximately 15,000 people in the UK have sickle cell disorder.
Approximately 350 babies with sickle cell disorder are born in the UK every year.
A simple blood test can show whether you have sickle cell disorder or the trait.
Children with SCD are at an increased risk for strokes, the risk is highest between the ages of 2 and 16.
Episodes of pain may occur in sickle cell disorder and are referred to as a sickle crisis.
Twenty-five years ago, a person with sickle cell disease was not expected to live to adulthood, and the average lifespan was 21 years. Today, the outlook is much more optimistic, and many people are living beyond age 50.
Sickle cell disease is thought to have developed in areas of the world where malaria is present because sickle cell trait provides some protection from malaria.
This blog is short, sweet and hopefully full of enough information, health is important to me and it should be important to you too.
No one has got you like you have yourself, no one will care about your health as much as you either, to find out if you have sickle cell or even the trait is the quickest procedure a five minute blood test can determine whether you have the trait or disease, finding out could benefit you, you could have treatments put in place to help yourself deal with it, or if you have unexplainable sickness this could be part of the problem.
Think about it five years maybe even ten years, you want a family, would you rather find out now? Or later? That you have a trait or disease that you can limit, or find out later with very little options, the only thing keeping us alive is our health, if you can’t sustain that, then death can be a very quick process.
Any illness whether small or big can kill you, not everything has a cure, but you can carry out procedures that can limit it.
Before I started writing this I hardly knew anything about sickle cell or anaemia, if it wasn’t for my mum constantly pushing to get my blood test done, I would’ve never known anything about this I wouldn’t have written this blog, but I’m really thankful that she pushed me to get out of bed and go to the doctors, I’ve been ill with symptoms that lead back to the sickle trait, and they’ve also been confirmed by my doctor as I don’t want to misdiagnose myself, finding out information on this has been easy but understanding it and literally pushing it through my brain has been hard, when I first found out about sickle cell I literally thought it was an illness for just black and Asians which turned out to be untrue, anyone can get it, but it’s mostly are races that get it, don’t believe everything you hear or see, it can be incorrect (but I’ve done my research nothing here is incorrect)
I fully believe the cure for every disease known to mankind is out there somewhere, whether it’s being hidden, yet to be discovered or even trapped in someone’s mind, its somewhere.
“Push yourself because, no one else is going to do it for you”
I don’t expect everyone reading this to go and get a blood test but even if ten people do, I’m helping ten people help themselves, at the end of the day I’m fine I’ve found out what I have, I can do exercise, buy tablets, see doctors etc… but you can’t if you don’t do a test.
~June 19th Is Sickle Cell Day~
Furthermore I do have an announcement before I fully wrap this up, I won’t be releasing a blog till October, I really want to lift a few projects off of the ground this year that I have been working on, I also fully need to rebrand my blog properly, life has got on top of me and I haven’t had a chance to start it, so I’m taking a few months off and when I come back I’ll be better.
I want my blog/name to be known in the next two years, I’m getting there slowly but surely!
Thank you for taking time out to read, hopefully, you’ve learnt something new today.
You would’ve thought in 2018 the whole ‘Light skinned vs dark skinned’ argument would’ve calmed down not died out just calmed down a tad, but nope it continues with full force every day, Twitter is where I see everything and I’ve seen the same topic upon my TL for a solid two months, being engulfed by black twitter with the same debate/argument every day gets extremely tiring, I was doing Twitter fingers for about a month to get my point across but getting your point across on such a large scale social site is near enough impossible, my thought process is if I can’t get my opinion out why not listen to others so that’s exactly what I did I held two separate polls called ‘Colourism question thread‘ & ‘Colourism question thread part 2‘ The first one I did it didn’t do too well on votes but I realised I was very uninclusive to other races which weren’t fair I really only did questions for the black community when colourism really involves more races than the black community, kindly enough a girl named @yazzwilson kindly messaged me and we were talking on whatsapp for days about colourism and honestly she opened my mind to things I never knew about and she helped me come up with part two of the thread. Part two did so much better than part one but really I involved everyone this time and the number of votes the questions received was crazy! From part one through to part two I received over 400 replies I really tried to reply to everyone but I swear my fingers were literally about to drop off and it’s not like I reply to someone and the conversation is done I had to constantly go to and fro, listen you twitter famous people I don’t know how you do it.
Hearing different opinions and for the person to then further explain themselves is what I need, I don’t really like to take sides too often if my mindset was how it was two years ago I would’ve been having arguments for a month, but I’ve learnt to accept that everyone is different and their thought processes are also different, this world was never meant to be perfect. There were a few views I saw and I was thinking in the back of my mind ‘how the fuck can you be so backwards’ but hey their mind is certainly not mine and vice Versa.
There were a few people I really had to raise my uneven eyebrows at, I had a fair few people in my mentions stating ‘facts’ that were clearly their own opinions, I’m sorry but your opinions are not facts and if that’s what you think then I’m sorry for your mindset because that is just the worst thing ever, I really asked some people for evidence on where is this a fact and they came back with nothing.
I have many subtopics that I want to talk on and shed light on, some are good exposure and some not too good but hey this is a touchy topic and life is not a bed of roses.
But first let me talk about myself and my own personal experiences, how I got shaped for my own life.
My Personal Experiences
While I was growing up I lived in two separate locations one of them being London and the other one in a town not too far from London probably about 45 mins away, your probably thinking how does that even work? Well both of my parents were born and bred in London, my mum moved out of London before I was born but we also had a family house that was still there, the biggest reason was London is too bloody expensive everytime you breathe money gets deducted out of your account, but we always went back forth between two locations and my dad never moved out of London so I grew up around West London & North West London I know them equally well as each other. I wasn’t born there I was born in the town unfortunately but this has shaped who I am today.
Town life as a black girl, there is a small minority of black people here, the area I live in is profoundly white, on my street, there is just one other black family, and in my area probably about 5-10 black families, my area I mean my side of the town because believe it or not towns do have different sections.
It’s only when I go on nights out in town which is hardly ever, is that I see more black people, but it’s only from the past few years I’ve seen more blacks since they built a university campus here.
All my friends from around here are white, in my school, I had a few black friends but switching to city life all my friends are black.Weird right?
But I have been teased a lot by black people because I have friends who are white or any other skin tone, and it’s really weird like I never grew up with that mindset, no one can ever hinder my thought process of who I choose to spend my time with, like their my friends, some of these people I’ve grown up with, but it bothered me that my own race people who shout about diversity all day every day and they spun around and laughed at me.
I have white family, mixed raced cousins, like I shall never understand the mindset that people possess of having different skin tone friends. I’ve generally posted on my snapchat of my older mixed cousins and clearly stating their my cousins and people will still come back and ask ‘who are they, are they your family‘ like I don’t know if some people are generally dumb, but its big 2018 diversity is coming into families it’s been in families for a very long time.
“They are here to stay”
Let’s get one thing straight, interracial doesn’t mean just black and white, it can be anything, it seems to centre on just two races, please there are more races than just those two.
It doesn’t just centre on sex, there are some people that literally get with dark-skinned men or women to get ‘mixed raced’ children, which I find sick and it has to be a mental illness for you wanting to breed someone for the outcome of mixed children.
Are Asian girls more submissive? Are black girls freakier? Who has the bigger penis latina men or black men? All these perpetuate stereotypes and turn all of these ideas into experiments. We aren’t bloody science experiments, we are human love who you want for who they are, not for anything else.
There’s a fine line between admiration and fetishization, being seen as a fetish other than a person is disgusting like interracial doesn’t mean a better life. Admire other races as they have a lot to offer.
For the love of God just because someone dates outside of their race it doesn’t mean they hate the people, like allow people to have a preference, have your preference and keep it moving don’t have a preference then knock the people in your own race down.
I saw a horrendous tweet on just this on the 22nd February 2018, honestly, I was horrified, dishearted and angry.
The beauty to come from interracial relationships and all relationships is that you learn you become open-minded to learn about the other person, their beliefs, mindset, goals, background and a whole different perspective for you.
I never really deeped the fact that people have been racist let alone a colourist towards me until I did both of those threads, when the threads were done and I was scrolling back through the replies I kept on saying to myself ‘that’s happened to me before’ or ‘ I never knew that was happening on my own doorstep’ As I was growing up in school from year 7 straight through to year 11 I never even knew what I was experiencing maybe because I got into so much trouble in them years everything must’ve gone up and over my head.
I watched one movie called Holes while I was in year 9/10/11 I have no idea, I don’t even know when I finished school.
Besides that I loved this film so much I even begged my mum to buy me the book, I got it if you’ve never seen the movie I suggest you watch it.
There was one scene that really captured me which was about interracial relationships, in the book Holes Sam a black man falls in love with Kate a white woman, in that time it was still unheard of, long story short Sam got killed.
There were times in school where I would get picked on as a student by teachers and me being a bad child in school had nothing to do with it, there was one time I was in my school main playground minding my business chatting with my friends and I literally turned around to go to the canteen to grab food I was on my way there and a teacher told me to come to her so me being me I rolled my eyes and went over, she started hassling me over my skirt being to ‘short’ I can’t lie it was short but that’s how I felt comfortable and this skirt wasn’t one of those that it would look good being long, in school you follow the fashion ok, so anyways next thing you know I was being ushered off to her office and when I got there all I was hearing was “don’t you feel uncomfortable like that” but my argument back was there was plenty of other girls that had their skirts way shorter than mine to the point if they bent over you would see their vaginas I’m not kidding, I basically got sent home to change, but the point is there were white/mixed girls walking past us while I was out getting lectured about my skirt, honestly I was so mad I went home got changed stayed home for like 2 hours and came back half way into the last lesson.
There was another thing I hated about school was when people touched my hair, I HATE when my hair gets touched and white people especially would say “ew whys your hair so greasy/creamy” um maybe just maybe so it stays moisturised as a black girl having our type of hair is a pain finding a hairstyle, no one in my school had wigs it was either natural, weave or braids. After my hair kept on getting touched by disgusting bacterial invested hands I had to get braids to reduce all the consistent touching. I’m pretty sure my school went through a phase about haircuts and hairstyles like no wacky colours or haircuts, I really had to have regular shmegular black hair while white/light skinned were allowed any hair colour or haircut possible, it was literally ridiculous.
I’ll have to say personally I don’t think I went to one of those schools where there that much more whites than blacks it certainly wasn’t even, all the races that attended pretty much balanced out the equation, if it was teachers compared on skin tone there was certainly way more whites than blacks actually there was like 5 black teachers, but in opinion it didn’t bother me at all who educated me, it was just the way they’d deal with certain situations.
There were many times where I should’ve been kicked out but having the right people on your side helped me a whole lot more, I was one of those kids where if anyone did anything wrong I’d automatically reply “is it because I’m black?” That one sentence will have people flustered because there is no comeback.
But I’m grown now and still growing, and I still have a lot more to learn.
Recently (I lied) about two years ago I went to Spain on my first holiday alone no parents just three of my friends, when I tell you I’m laid back I’m so laid back, one of my friends who shan’t be named kept on noticing stuff that would fly over my head, one time we were walking to the beach and I kid you not there was a swatchsticka on the floor fully spray painted, and then on the way back it was gone, can’t lie I didn’t even see it I was too busy enjoying myself, we also took a few days to go to the town and my friend was like these people are racist I fully didn’t know what she was talking about but when we got back she was like “People were staring at us” I didn’t know how to take it I was really not bothered at all like I fully don’t know what’s wrong me like I’m the most unbothered person ever.
I would just like to say that’s the end of my personal stories but I’ll probably be doing up Esther (BkchatLDN) and relating back to any and everything while I’m talking on subtopics.
Black skin vs Light skin, the number of tweets I saw on this one topic please I can’t some of you lot are bitter.
But one thing I can’t seem to get my head around is “You’re attractive as a black girl” what does this mean I’ve heard it too many times where someone has said it to me and honestly I was spinning. I’ve been reciting the same line in my head for months and I just can’t figure it out I’ve heard that for no other race, personally I think when people say that, they must think us black girls are bottom of the barrel within the human race because if we go back to slavery days our ancestors got treated like shit on the bottom of these slave masters shoes, I will never seem to understand actually I don’t think there is a possible explanation of why there is so much hate on the black/darker skin tones, it’s really a skin tone people act like we chose, like colour selection is a thing. Every day I’m disheartened but more importantly, I end up getting desensitised because where is the end for all of this?
We all know what got the Twitter timeline going a few weeks ago and that was the tweet that got retweeted by somebody on the TL which brought a tweet back from 2013 and into 2018.
At first, I was thinking “this bitch”, but I thought about it and compared it to one of the questions in my thread, some of you who voted probably are dark skinned so what Stefflon Don said isn’t entirely false.
“I just want to be lighter” I’m convinced at least a few dark skinned girls must’ve voted this option because what other skin tones would want to go lighter???
This doesn’t mean I agree with what Stefflon Don did at all because it was a serious low blow she and her PR team should’ve been smarter and removed this tweet years ago but tweets can also resurface.
She didn’t handle this situation correctly at all telling people to suck their mums, what sort of role model?
But Stefflon Don, what were you doing at 21?
Our pride and joy
My hair is honestly my pride and joy I’m either natural or has braids, personally, I don’t like weave or wig at all I’ve tried them both once and honestly never again.
But for you other girls that wear weave or wig you continue to slay but also please let your natural hair rest.
I’m sure I can speak for a majority of black girls that we do not like getting our hair touched at all, the blood, sweat and tearsthat go into looking after it, finding certified hair vendors, hairdressers, products, tying it up every night.
Hairdressers for me, I don’t let anyone do my hair I only go to two women and they really do God’s work.
Hair products honestly rip holes through my bank account like it’s so expensive, I can’t shop in regular shmegular boot’s or Superdrug for hair products, I have to go to Black/Asian owned businesses, they’re the only shops that will sell the products I need.
Experimenting with black hair it can really go two ways very well or extremely bad, a few years back I tried to relax my hair God forbid the outcome the hairdresser made my hair drop out, it actually took a good 3 years for parts of my hair to grow back, the growth is what kills me it takes such a long time, that’s why I hate my hair being touched.
We’re always fighting our hair edges, sometimes I want a slick ponytail or even a cute bun, but the hairs along my hairline do not allow that to happen at all, it’s a constant battle.
Wash Day, this is actually war three hours to comb out my hair, wash, condition & shampoo about 1/2 times, add in leave in conditioner let the conditioner soak into my hair for a good hour, separate my hair into four sections to then comb it out again! ( I hardly blow dry my hair) once its all combed through I proceed to straighten it either with a straightening brush as these aren’t particularly hot and heat damage is a killer or actual straighteners (once in a blue moon).
My point is I’ve received aggro in particular from white girls saying how their hair is difficult to deal with, honestly, it’s nothing compared to what us black or even mixed girls have to deal with.
The modelling industry (I wrote about this briefly in my last blog) but the model world we’d open magazines, watch adverts on televisions/billboards, see highlights from fashion weeks and still see a high number of lighter skinned people fulfilling these jobs when we also have darker skinned models that wanted the same dream to break out within the industry as well.
As a black girl, I know what colours work well with my skin tone and last year orange and yellow was popping on my skin tone, on lighter tones no offence but it defiantly didn’t do there skin any justice. The fashion world want to keep up with trends but are unexclusive on who they involve, first we were dealing with how you have to look a certain way, weight issues but we’ve always been dealing with skin tone and it’s just blatant racism, black people hardly ever feature on front covers of major magazine covers. Black model Jourdan Dunn told The Guardian back in 2013 that ” people in the industry say if you have a black face on the cover of a magazine it won’t sell.”
Recently I literally just learnt how bad the colourism problems were in Asia and the people that were quote tweeting saying how Asia was the worst place to come across anything to do with the colour I was like”Yeah whatever” but little did I know you lot was actually right. From what I’ve heard I now understand I know black people that have gone to China and they’d constantly get stared at and prodded by Chinese people, what’s that about? But you know what doesn’t surprise me as China are quite limited as they’re a communist country.
But first, let me talk about Vogue India and why they cast Kendall Jenner instead of an actual Indian model, it actually made no sense it was nonsense, it spun me even more that Vogue India did that, not Vogue New York, can’t lie but that sounds like self-hate, how can you not cast someone from your own country and as a 10 year anniversary to your magazine that’s what you wanted to do, completely flabbergasted. Kendall Jenner, I respected her but she really accepted this job, she ACCEPTED THE JOB, her manager let her accept the job as in Kris Jenner you let her accept it, Kendall is 100% American nothing else, how can you go so wrong with something so simple. Vogue really thought they were not going to receive heavy backlash, Kendall thought, bitch you thought!
Someone, please tell me why I’m seeing this family again with Vogue India, it’s like the backlash last time was not enough, Kim Kardashian is American with Armenian heritage, did anyone see me mention anything to do with Indian heritage? No neither did I, I can’t figure out why they keep taking jobs because they damn well know they’ll get done for cultural appropriation, and better yet Vogue India switched off their comments on all of Kim’s photo’s because they know as well what they’re doing, these people make me so enraged.
Kim Kardashian looks stunning in all these photo’s but girl this is not your culture at all, you’re American Armenian, there’s no Vogue in Armenia go create it there and model for them, you celebrities cry when you get backlash as if you didn’t create it yourself.
Vogue India you lot are dumb and disgustingly stupid, your whole magazine doesn’t even represent India, it represents everywhere but India, you hire stylists that will happily play dress up with American models and dress them up, you have a whole country of models to pick from yet you play pick n mix with the rest of the world. Get a grip.
The women and men still striding down the runways are all still profoundly white, diversity isn’t a trend it’s certainly here to stay forever. Many models have been rejected because of skin colour or apparently “we have too many black girls”. Every race has different features, why on earth would you not want new unique features instead everyone is still looking at the same blonde haired blue eyes or brunettes.
Change it up
Duckie Thot is Sudanese-Australian and was a runner-up on Australia’s next top model and is now making her way to be an international model. Duckie Thot revealed that she struggled to get her coins down under and decided to relocate to New York City, she was also worried about being in a country that didn’t promote black models.
Shaun Ross is of African-American descent and was born in the Bronx, as Ross was growing up he received a lot of discrimination as he was albino, he was bullied for years and called names such as ‘powder’ ‘white-out’ and ‘Casper’. Ross was discovered on YouTube and switched over to the fashion Industry when he was just 16 years old. Before modelling Ross was a dancer and appeared in music videos like ‘Pretty Hurts’ ‘Party’ by Beyoncé and a few more.
Joel Mignott is a 19-year-old model & an aspiring DJ originally from Leeds. Signed to AMCK, Joel has travelled the world with his job & modelled for names such as Viviene Westwood, Adidas and Diesel. Joel has experienced setbacks within his career as people always wonders what race he is, Joel finds the issues of where to fall in.
Destiny Owusu is Virginia born and of Ghanian descent, Owusu first started her modelling career at 22 years old. Owusu has experienced many setbacks being a black model, she stated “We have to work 10 times harder, because with agencies as long as they have that one token black girl, that’s all they want.” Owusu also said that if she could change one thing in the industry it would be diversity. Owusu’s African beauty & melanin movement has inspired many others to feel comfortable in the skin they’re in, she created the hashtag #isyourmelaninonfleek she has paved the way to becoming influential with no representation.
Khoudia Diop is Senegalese, Diop was teased as a child because of her dark skin but after moving to Paris at age 15, she was approached consistently with the suggestion she’d be a supermodel. In 2016 Diop moved to New York as was featured in the ‘Coloured girls project’ this led to Diop becoming Instagram famous and appeared in advertising for French cosmetics brand ‘Makeup forever’.
Ashely Chew is 25 and the brain behind the movement #blackmodelsmatter, Chew is a model, activist and fashion & arts passionate, who fights every day for her rights. Chew was asked if she had ever been rejected from a casting her simple reply was “I’m lighter toned with green eyes” Chew has also struggled with modelling as her hair isn’t what is expected, they’ll ask her to straighten her hair or say they already have a girl that looks like her, Chew also stated “It’s almost like being too light for the black castings and being too dark for regular casting.”
Winnie Harlow is a Canadian fashion model, spokesperson & activist. Winnie gained prominence as a contestant on ‘America’s next top model’ while having the skin condition vitiligo, while she was growing up Winnie was victimised and continuously got called names such as ‘cow’ or ‘zebra’ etc, she is of Jamaican ancestry. Winnie was diagnosed with Chronic skin condition characterized by depigmentation of portions of the skin. All the abuse she received Winnie considered Suicide.
Personally, if people accepted that people of different skin tones and ethnic backgrounds were different and learned we all possess different qualities and look different a lot of problems from this century wouldn’t arise, a colour should no way determine what you can and can’t have, there’s space for everyone on this scene people just need to learn how to use all these features to their advantage.
I only saw these photo’s on this day, but 2018 black people being on the cover of major magazine’s we are certainly getting somewhere as a race.
I told Y’all.
Skin lightening/bleaching is aprocedure to make dark areas of your skin lighter or to achieve a naturally lighter skin tone. Melanin is the pigment that gives skin it’s colour and protects it from the sun.
Bleaching never have and never will understand why you would want to go lighter like it’s so normalised now there are whole procedures to go lighter, the results aren’t even certain and the side effects you can get, do you people not fear God.
If you consider going lighter then please read and educate yourselves on what you’re doing to your skin.
Possible side effects
Itchy & Flaky skin
What else could go wrong?
Skin turning to light/dark
Thinning of the skin
Visible blood vessels on the skin
Abnormalities in a newborn baby
Honestly, the side effects sound normal to me, all those unknown ingredients you would happily put on your skin it’s slightly worrying.
But when I read the ‘what else could go wrong’ I’m shocked! People will generally go lighter with the risk of their health.
“Health before wealth”
Look what I found, these celebrities think you lot are weird, period.
50 shades of melanin
Yet only a few makeup companies can actually get it right with the foundations and concealers, there’s really 50 shades of melanin yet most makeup brands give a pick n mix of about 10!
Personally, I don’t wear a lot of makeup at all, it’s effort to put on and take off! But that doesn’t mean I don’t see whats going on within, as an outsider looking in the makeup industry has messed up big time.
I fully don’t know whats wrong with the people in this industry, some of them have their head screwed on others are just bloody PR stunters.
Now I’m going to educate you about the unexclusive and inclusive makeup brands.
Robyn Rhianna Fenty, she really has done that! After seeing a void in the makeup market Rhianna really experimented with the best of the best in beauty. 40 shades of foundation and still plans to bring out more, not only is it inclusive it’s affordable.
Those two factors definitely lured me in, normally I would never leave my house for a launch but as soon as Fenty Beauty landed in the UK I know I had to try it, so I gave it three weeks before I went to Harvey Nichols, I really thought bitch I thought that there would be no queues, me and my friend were sadly mistaken. We turn up I kid you not the queue was three hours long so yeah I joined I certainly was not turning around like an idiot and going home! Fast forward now I get close to the front and finally let in, so of course, I bought the Foundation and KILLAWATT highlighter and they were my best purchases of 2017.
Bobbi Brown is No.1 leading makeup brands in the world for the past two decades Brown has worked on creating products to suit all skin tones. It’s the newest foundation called ‘Skin long wear weightless foundation’ contains 30 diverse colour options. The brand is available in over 60 countries and at 17 exclusive stores including Harrods, Macy’s, Selfridges etc and 75 freestanding stores. In SoHo London, Bobbi Brown recently opened a store it looks like a normal store upstairs but downstairs they hold masterclasses.
MAC is a leading professional makeup brand, co-founded by Frank Toskan. Toskan realised the lack of suitable colours and textures needed to maximize performance, Mac celebrates diversity and states on their ‘who are we’ page on their website that ‘We are for ALL ages, ALL races, ALL genders’.
Maybelline the company was created by a 19-year-old entrepreneur named Thomas Lyle Williams in 1915. Williams noticed his older sister ‘Mabel‘ applying vaseline and coal to her eyebrows to give them a darker fuller look. Williams adapted it with a chemistry set and produced a product sold locally called ‘Lash brow-Ine’ Fast forward now in addition to its expanding range Maybelline added on the ‘Fit me’ range which includes 40 shades.
Nars is a French Cosmetics and skincare company founded by makeup artist and photographer Francois Nars in 1994. In 2017 Nars announced that despite being against animal testing, it was a requirement for them to sell in China. Nars continues to grow it’s shade collection the brand’s new ‘natural radiant longwear foundation’ is available in 33 shades with a various amount of medium to deep tones to choose from.
Kylie Jenner Cosmetics
Let me be straight I love the Kardashians/Jenners but they’ve pulled some horrendous stunts lately.
Kylie Jenner Cosmetics, none of her products bring the wow factor, her whole range has no originality for example ‘Kylighter’ all she did was add in her first two letters of her name to try and give it authenticity. Kylie recently bought out a makeup brush set costing $360 and had the audacity AUDACITY to compare her brand to high-end luxury brands such as Kevyn Aucoin, MAC etc, she received a substantial amount of backlash towards her twitter post announcing this, I wasn’t surprised they looked like paint brushes and lord they fray, no one wants to put makeup on with a brush that frays.
KKW Beauty, ah with Kim Kardashians makeup line I really I just can’t, just look and tell me is that not clay?
The other three please just look at the shade range and ask yourself “In big 2018 where is the diversity?”
PR stunts: A planned event to attract the public attention to the event organisers or event
PR stunts are what gets everyone talking, H&M, Dove if you really believe they didn’t know what they were doing then I’m not sorry but you’re deluded.
These companies know what they’re doing, they love our arguments, the more we talk and type about their brand, the more money they’re receiving.
The H&M ad was genius apart from the smashing up of the stores in America, the creative team knew what they were doing, whoever passed that and allowed it to be drawn up and distributed those people are honestly laughing at us, even though they had to pull it from the stores in the end, the more we spoke, the more we typed and included them in our tweets or on any social media they were receiving money, and frankly that is all they care about. People were still going to shop their regardless of colour, they did an 80% off sale in some countries. The mother of the child she was going to get paid regardless so of course she allowed it and told everyone to ‘shut up’ in the process, imagine if she declined that opportunity…
The Dove advert when they showed a black woman turn into a white woman after using Dove body lotion, Dove responded with “We missed the mark” they didn’t miss the mark they knew exactly what they were doing.
When I first saw both of these adverts I thought it was a bluff but it was real, honestly, if I had a company that was known worldwide I’d be dropping stunts every other week, because when you lot speak and type they just earned money! Social media is where the money is, the sooner some of you realise that the more woke you’ll be.
The Nike Advert, that is one advert I can’t fault Nike really did that, included the London music scene and sports all in one advert! The only people that faulted this ad was really the Asians, like really who did you guys want Nike to include in the ad??? And the worst thing is you guys were screaming at black people like we were the ones that created, directed and published the advert it isn’t our fault, you lot had so much energy, redirect that to Nike headquarters.
London really used everything that makes ‘London Culture’
They used our slang they interpreted everything that is us and what makes a Londoner.
Music Industry & Music video ideologies
Matthew Knowles said “The music industry must stop ignoring singers with darker skin”
The music industry is doing so well in the UK with light/white men/girls and even dark-skinned men, but what about the dark skinned girls? Is the issue darker than colourism, could it be sexism within the race? To me, it just doesn’t make any logical sense how can the men of the same skin tone be doing so well but the ladies are literally fighting and scrambling to the top.
The Music videos are a different ball game, why are there so many light/white skinned females in music videos now and hardly any dark-skinned females, the UK music scene will not be diverse until it rectifies this problem.
Ah Blitter the time where the Twitter purge began and everyone transferred to Blitter known as (Black Twitter)
Honestly, Blitter went downhill so swiftly and quickly, the app had no originality used the exact same features from Twitter, the interface didn’t change at all except there’s was 100 times shitter than Twitter. The owner of the social media application was absolutely crazy at the start I thought yeah he’s alright because really Twitter headquarters don’t interact with us all they want to do is suspend accounts all day but Pat the guy that created the app interacted with his supporters, sounds like a swell app right?
Oh, and by the way the app is racist and I have clear evidence to show this.
Deep the photographic evidence this guy has to be ill.
Kendall & Kylie
Straight up facts, these have all been broadcasted on the news and social media.
Amazon recently had to pull a product of off their shelves which a third party user was selling which was products like baby bibs, mugs and T-shirts were all up for grabs, it had a saying printed on it that said: “Slavery gets shit done”. The offensive merchandise got removed and Amazon released a statement saying “It wasn’t me” but really in truth it was them because don’t you have any guidelines on your site or a process that you should go through to get a product posted.
Wycon an Italian beauty brand got into hot water internationally when they released a nail polish named ‘Thick as a nigga’ what colour was that meant to represent? Oh yeah of course black. After being called out Wycon never actually apologised they just changed all their nail polishes to numbers.
They further released a statement, honestly, you’re going to laugh about what they said queue the laughter ” We’re sorry this post triggered these types of reactions, every colour from our gel collections is ‘Inspired’ with a ‘Cheerful‘ attitude and a ‘Pinch‘ of naivety.”
Complete and utter bullshit.
Shea Moisture in the spring of 2017 black beauty brand makes the greatest stumble of all time (that’s my opinion) in their haircare commercial. A black woman with long stringy hair was compared to two white women who also lamented their hair struggle.
Some black women including me felt like shea moisture was turning their backs on their real audience to an audience that literally doesn’t know about struggle upon their head tops.
Shea Moisture admitted they ‘Fucked up‘ and also announced that Unilever is acquiring it, wonder what this means for future advertisements.
The one ad that I saw that actually made no common sense.
‘Versace Versace, Medusa head on me like I’m Illuminati’
In 2016 a former Versace employee vowed to sue the luxury retailer, accusing the company of discrimination for its use of a secret code they use when a black person enters the store which alerts staff and security. The former employee who was hired in the San Francisco store 2016 said the code ‘D410’ alerts when someone of black skin tone enters and is then followed around the store. The code is also the brand’s label for a black t-shirt. According to TMZ, the man was fired after telling his employer he was African American.
“My passion for music has always inspired my designs”
Tommy Hilfiger was accused of being racist when a ‘Chain Letter’ went round of his saying if he knew minorities were going to wear his clothes he would’ve never made them and wishes they would stop wearing them. How lovely.
In 2014, however, Hilfiger did say that while hip-hop’s adoption of his clothing ‘Fueled growth‘ for his label, he’s disappointed at the urban demographic ‘Took us away from our roots‘ So is the word urban black?
” I always find beauty in things that are odd & imperfect- they are much more interesting”
During 2016’s NYFW Marc Jacobs felt a wrath of Twitter backlash as he sent predominately white models down the runway in dreadlocks, which many felt was a blatant appropriation of black culture.
Jacobs response: ” all who cry ‘cultural appropriation’ or whatever nonsense about any race or skin colour wearing their hair in a particular style or manner – funny how you don’t criticize women of colour for straightening their hair” Ouch.
But wait is straightening only for white people? Because I’m pretty sure when I was growing up I used a flat iron comb, but hey you know what if that’s what Jacobs wanted to bring to the table than so be it.
A few days later he issued an apology on his Instagram page.
“Don’t quack like a duck, soar like an eagle”
In December 2017 people were outraged at American Eagle who was selling bracelets that looked like slave shackle cuffs.
The public started sharing photo’s of the bracelets on December 11th, by December 12th they issued out an apology.
American Eagle pulled the product from the shelves but a few days later the public still found them in stores up and down the USA.
Kendall + Kylie
“It’s always the people that know the least about you, that want to judge you the most”
2017 Kendall & Kylie Jenner were in hot water with the public again for plastering their faces over popular music icons.
After controversy and heavy backlash, Kendall & Kylie pulled the t-shirts from their site, the shirts were put on their website June 28th, 2017 and removed the very next day, the sisters put their faces over the likes of Biggie, 2pac and The Doors.
They were even issued with a lawsuit as their faces ruined the trademark of The Doors.
They issued an apology.
Before being sold to BooHoo (If BooHoo minded their business they wouldn’t have been in this predicament) Nasty Gal went under fire for appropriating black culture with a $50 faux leather do-rag.
The discontinued product sparked outrage in 2014 after users on Twitter questioned if Nasty Gal knew the true function of a do-rag, which is to protect and maintain natural hairstyles.
“Blackface is a form of theatrical makeup used predominantly by non-black performers to represent a black person”
Blackface was either a layer of burnt cork, a layer of cocoa butter or black grease paint, in the early years they painted on red lips to resemble a clown, costumes were either swallowtail coats, striped hats and top hats.
Minstrel shows entertainment imitated black music, dance and imitated ‘plantation talk’. The shows featured some of the most ‘ugliest‘ African Americans from 1840- 1890, minstrel shows were the most popular form of entertainment in America.
The Golliwog is a black fictional character that resembles the exact same features as blackface.
It is the 21st Century 2018 and blackface and golliwogs still exist to this day, Blackface started in the 18th century over 200 years ago and us black people are getting resembled a doll and we still get taken for idiots by fellow white people. We are not clowns, we are not your entertainment at all.
“Ever felt like you haven’t been accepted because of your skin colour? Yeah same”
Some workplaces just aren’t diverse enough, to be honest, I’ve never let this stop me from getting to where I want to be, but I’ve had a good few arguments along the way because I’m always adding my signature somewhere to guidelines like ‘We accept everyone no matter what background or race your from‘ And most of the time it ends up complete and utter bullshit. I’ve been discriminated at work so many times, I’ve had managers all up in my space talking down to me like I’m a child and stupid, I’m far from that, did I ever report any of these incidents? No I did not my mindset back then and kind of still now is that the white man won’t listen and in my case it’s true, I’d report something and it will get shoved in the bin, a white person will report the exact same thing and of course it becomes a priority! Am I an idiot? 50/50 really. I wanted to quit some of these jobs so bad but no one will ever get in the way of my money and qualifications absolutely impossible.
There was one job I absolutely adored, but I started to hate it once we got new management, there was one event I had to work at over 1000 + people attended this event, my manager treated me like a slave like I actually felt like a slave, it was a 15 hour shift from the last minute planning to sort out big preparations, I value my job description and honestly the things he made me do, certainly werent in my job description, and oh yes I’m one of those people if it isn’t in my job description then piss off I ain’t doing it, I did as I was told for about 12 hours the last three hours my anger was boiling and honestly my anger is not something to play with because once I flip it’s game over. I’m 100% sure he was doing it on purpose long story short I flipped and got so angry I cried and traded some very nasty words towards my manager, I told my mum and she went ballistic because I never cry I also quit my job.
It was the fact I was the only black person doing the dirty work everyone was chilling, watching the boxing event, I was going back and forth like a flipping circus animal.
Honestly, I’m extremely upset & extremely infuriated about what I witnessed on Twitter 07/03/18 “Fuck the blacks” I felt extremely sorry for the girl that had to put up with this as she was the only black person on that floor, it is a hate crime! I know racism still goes on till this day, but it’s not even on a sly it was full on and I’m highly disgusted by Nottingham Trent Uni, they responded far too late for my liking, if this was dealt with earlier it probably wouldn’t of reached the likes of social media but I’m glad it did!
Now have a look at some more evidence and opinions:
Nottingham Trent University, look what you have done, you’ve ruined the reputation of your own university for not responding in the correct time frame.
How can this be reported on Monday and you want to come and issue a response 3 days later, the young woman had to bring the situation to social media’s attention just so it could receive an uproar so you lot could respond! You would’ve dusted this under the carpet like other issues, which I have further evidence on.
All these universities claim they have ‘support’ but you don’t, a situation similar to this happened at De Montfort University in Leicester (DMU). DMU I definitely didn’t forget about you lot.
You universities love ruining your reputation, either accommodate every single race or close them down.
Oh and the Daily Mail, I see how you were very quick to swoop down and collect the news and write your article.
Listen to me, you lot are not slick in the slightest.
Keep the same energy!
Daily Mail keep the same energy! You hate us one week and the next week you want to write a supporting article.
Sorry but I don’t like you at all.
If this was my situation, I can’t lie I wouldn’t hold back at all the same attitude you people think black people have ‘The angry black woman’ I’d unleash it 100% paint me with that brush, wouldn’t care less don’t be racist and not expect a backlash!
If a group of black boys were to walk past, those white men would’ve ducked their heads, a young black girl on her own in her accommodation had to experience this.
I could never imagine getting through all the stages of getting to university and then a situation like this occurs.
I understand steps have now been taken as arrests have been made & suspensions have been enforced, but that is not enough! Their courses need to be terminated, named and shamed, faces need to be shown, in the real world things like this cannot run at all.
A few of my opinions:
If you follow me you should know, that I was literally going for anyone with a silly opinion.
Why is it acceptable for black women to openly prefer dark skin men over light skin men, but black men can’t openly prefer light skin women over dark skin women?
Do you pick friends based on skin tone?
Does dark-skinned privilege exist?
All races answer…Do you like your skin tone? If no why not?
If you could would you change your skin tone?
Do you think people use colourism as a scapegoat for the fact their ugly?
Why is it always the ugly girls feel a type of way, when it comes to colourism why do people relate to men’s preferences and not a social construct?
Now to all the tweets where I just couldn’t figure out where to add them in but all equally important as each other.
To everyone that enjoyed my thread and took time out to say, I certainly didn’t miss you out and I’m ever so grateful.
My Personal Hypothetical
Personally, to me, it all boils down toracism, colourismanddiscrimination.
If those three things didn’t exist this world wouldn’t be so twisted, looking at slavery it’s so immorally incorrect and I will never understand how you can punish someone on the colour of skin, if I had the option to change the skin tone I 100% wouldn’t if I have to take all the abuse that comes with it, then so be it. I’m black and I’m so proud some of the history associated with the colour black is disheartening, but our ancestors fought for our freedom!
Civil rights activist Rosa Parks 1913-2005, refused to surrender her seat to a white passenger on a segregated Montgomery bus which spurred on the 381-day boycott. This helped launch nationwide efforts to end segregation of public facilities. The city of Montgomery had no other choice but to lift the law requiring segregation on public buses. Rosa Parks did that.
Social Activist and Baptist minister, Martin Luther King Jr led the civil right’s movement from the mid-1950’s until his death by assassination in 1968.
King received the Nobel peace prize in 1964 along with several other honours, assassinated in 1968 he still lives on to be one of the most influential African American leaders in history.
“I have a dream that my four children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the colour of their skin but by the content of their character.” — Martin Luther King, Jr. / “I Have A Dream” speech, August 28, 1963
South African Activist and former president Nelson Mandela 1918-2013 helped bring an end to apartheid and has been a global advocate for human rights. A member of the African National Congress party beginning in the 1940s, he was a leader of both peaceful protests and armed resistance against the white minority’s oppressive regime in a racially divided South Africa. This manoeuvre landed Mandela in jail for nearly three decades, but he was the face of the apartheid movement. Mandela was released from jail in 1990 and participated in the eradication of apartheid and became the first black president of South Africa.
Antiapartheid: The anti-apartheid movement, originally known as the boycott movement, was a British Organisation that was at the centre of the international movement opposing South Africa’s system of supporting South Africa’s non-whites.
Honestly, we have so many more people but these were honestly the greatest people in my opinion! They lived and died by the movement and they will always live on!
I wrote something a few months ago and hopefully, it can sum up my conclusion because I am absolutely lost for words.
All colour, ethnicity & race is beautiful.
Black is beautiful.
Mixed Raced is beautiful.
Brown is beautiful.
White is beautiful.
We all slay every day, don’t we?
Don’t get it twisted we’re all ugly in someone’s eyes, but we’re all beautiful in someone else’s right?
We as humans weren’t made for everyone, we don’t get accepted by everyone but that’s okay because that’s life isn’t it? Or wait am I wrong is that just my conception of my life lessons, or is it the god damn truth that everyone should bloody well listen too?
Oh, I don’t know what is life, what is beautiful, what the hell is ugly, who created these words, was it YOU, did you give us your unwanted opinions?
My own words
This one is very short as I just didn’t know what I was writing, but in this day and age I see a lot of slander on race, colour, ethnicity the whole bloody lot, this hatred for other people will never stop, no race is better than one, no ethnicity is more powerful than the other and no colour is more superior, God created every single one of us differently so no one has the right to say anyone is ugly or disgusting. But I honestly do believe that beauty is in the eye of the beholder and that not everyone will find us all beautiful but that’s okay, God created us all with different features so we can all individually stand out and be unique.
I’m pretty sure no one would like to be the exact same as someone else, everyone’s personality is completely different, we all get angry differently, for example, I get angry in the speed of sound while others can just keep their cool and act as if everything is a walk in the park. But don’t be scared of being different, act out, go crazy, experiment with things, do you!
Regarding my cover photo, I wanted to outline all the different features everyone possesses whether your black, white, pink, orange or purple, everyone is different in their own way, shape and form.