Monthly Archives: April 2014

Little Black Pop Tart

Growing up I had role models of various colors and creeds. Admittedly, finding some that looked anything like me proved to be a daunting task at times.

Not to mention shopping for Barbie dolls. Except I was looking for Christie, the side kick, and one of the harder ones to find. One year I received a Dionne doll from one of my favorite movies, Clueless. She had micro braids and frosted lipstick. I was in heaven.I was also the proud owner of all five Spice Girl dolls. Scary was my favorite and most treasured.

If I wanted to find a black person on a magazine cover, I usually thumbed through the pages of Essence, Ebony or JET magazines. I loved them. After all, the JET beauties resembled me…sometimes (or they were close enough!). Finding seven international magazine covers featuring seven successful black women in rotation at the same time made the little girl in me squeal with delight. Take a look at these beautiful ladies below.


Obigatory Hair Post

Warning: This entry is [admittedly] vain!


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Great, now that we’ve gotten that out of the way… I had to take the time out for a personal post. This year has already shown us that beauty and femininity comes in different packages with a wide assortment of dressings. This includes our hair. As a young African American woman who wears her hair in its somewhat natural state, I’ve noticed that black celebrities are becoming more and more willing to do just the same. I wanted to take the time out to share my own journey through pictures, courtesy of my handy-dandy Instagram. Enjoy!


Face Tweeting

My blogging experience has existed mostly on Tumblr. There was a short-lived attempt during my sophomore year of high school, but The Black Pop Tart was my first stab at somewhat original content. No re-blogging.


I was excited and overwhelmed. Not to mention anxious that my content wouldn’t live up to its initial hype. I’ve used my Facebook and Twitter sites to advertise myself and my page. Through this experience, I’ve found a renewed respect for Facebook. Logging on can become a monotonous, yet irresistible task.

Fortunately I’ve been able to have fun with the website again. I’ve learned that when branding yourself, advertising your projects is only 30% of the job. You must be consistent and contribute on a regular basis. Witty statuses and interpretations of current events draws people to your page, but to you as well.

My abhorrence of Twitter has only strengthened. It lacks the back and forth communication that I enjoy on Facebook. Oh, and not to mention the 140 character or less attack on my long winded sentences. Twitter is simply not for me. I am willing, however, to attempt to learn how Twitter works.