Notes From a Native Daughter

In July, 2008, I, Princess Rachella, Intrepid African American Girl International Journalism Consultant, pulled up stakes once again and headed to Nairobi, Kenya. Through my various adventures, I've concluded that if I get any MORE explosively fabulous in these prequel years to "THE BIG 5-0," I will have to register myself with the Pentagon as a thermonuclear incendiary device.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Why Must I Feel Like That?

"...nuthin' but the dog in me." The downward facing dog, that is.

This shot explains why I just popped 3 Advil Liquigels. Those yoga tapes and books make doing poses like this seem relatively easy.

But let me tell you, I admit that I look more like "Deputy Dawg" than downward facing dog here. And I am hurtin' for certain after a couple days of this routine. Truly, I have a long way to go along the yoga path. But you have to start somewhere.
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