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.
Friday, July 9, 2010
Selini
You know what I'm talking about. They adopt that pseudo-Sumo stance, and then start bouncing up and down to no particular rhythm. It was HILARIOUS! Selini is such a doll. And the minute I laid eyes on her, I knew she looked just like her daddy.
When Frank finally showed up, he was just as handsome as I remembered. And I'll never forget the way little cool customer Selini's face lit up like a firecracker. And the way she started babbling like a fountain. And the way she reached for her daddy.
And the way it made me long so desperately for something I never had.
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