The “United States of Tara” had me held hostage!
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Warning: This blog post may contain violent punctuation; shocking grammatical errors; misspellings (on purpose); #hashtags; and an explicit ending with a preposition. Now that, that’s said, enjoy. 
It is 3:55 am on 31 January 2012.
I am already breaking a new rule that I set for myself…yesterday. I’m working on my laptop while in my bed. I told myself (so what it was yesterday) that I was going to use my bed for sleeping and humping, only.
Anywho, you’re probably thinking. “But Sug, where have you been?” Ok, this is what officially happened. Normally, I am held hostage by Twitter. However, over the past few days, I’ve been held hostage by Netflix. More specifically, ALL THREE seasons of “United States of Tara.” I finished watching all 39 episodes this past Sunday (29 January 2012). I know what you’re thinking. “But Sug, couldn’t you find something better to do with your time?” Um, that would be correct…but better is relative. For the record, the episodes were about 25 minutes long.
Anywho, I went to bed a few hours ago and was up thinking about the show. So, I decided to blog about it so I can sleep in peace.
First, I’m going to try to attempt to try to (yes, you read the correctly) not spoil it if you have not seen it.
The show is about a woman (Tara), played by Toni Collette. Tara is CRAZY AS HELL has Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID).
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Oh, Tara is also a wife and mother of a dysfunctional family (pictured above). Surprised? Of course not. Anywho, the comedy slash drama (dramedy/comama) is about how Tara and her family cope with Tara’s many alters.
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Some of the alters are OFF THE CHAIN!
Sidebar: For those who don’t know, prior to me resigning from my job in September, I was a mental health Clinician. So naturally, I was giving certain parts of this show the EXTREME non-blinking side-eye. So not to spoil it for those who have not seen the show, I will say that there were events that made me question (out loud…as in talking to the characters) “um, why come y’all aint calling the “people” on her?”
Oh, because the show is not real. Smh.
While watching the series, I kept thinking, Tara’s alters needed JESUS! Ya hear me?! JESUS! They also needed an injection or at the very least, some pills. You know the pills I’m talking about. (Read: psychotropic medications)
While watching the 3rd season, it was evident that the show got canned (mid season I’m assuming) because it went in a direction that took the comedy out of the dramedy. I was like, “Ma’am er um Sir?” You need to have a seat…in a mental institution. Also, with 15 minutes left of the final episode I was thinking “wait, how am I going to get closure with only 15 minutes left!” I NEED CLOSURE!
*sigh*
I did get closure, kinda. For the record, it was not what I wanted and I kept asking…”I wonder what happen when [spoiler withheld for your protection]”
So, 2 days later. I’m still thinking about that show. Smh. ALL types of mental illness was ALL up and in “United States of Tara” and in the movies, books, other television shows, the news, and real life. ALL UP AND IN, I SAY! I then got to thinking about my run in with “The Black Swan.”
*sigh*
I know what you’re thinking. “But Sug, did you like the show?” Well, I liked seasons 1 and 2. Season 3 was sketchy. I give it a C+ or a B-.
*shrugs*
Thanks for listening.
Off to sleep.
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So, this older man fell down…
Warning: This blog post may contain violent punctuation; shocking grammatical errors; misspellings (on purpose); #hashtags; and an explicit ending with a preposition. Now that, that’s said, enjoy.
I know what you’re thinking…”But Sug, 3 blog posts in 24 hours?”
O_O
Feel free to call the police and complain.
Anywho, I was thinking…
About 2 hours ago, I witnessed an older gentleman go for his seat, miss and land on the floor. There were 5 witnesses including myself…2 women, a little boy around 4 years old and the lady behind the counter. I was at a chicken spot that’s down the street.
(I love there sweet potato pie…and I don’t even like sweet potato pie.^)
#FOCUS
He was closest to me, so I sprung to my feet in an attempt to offer him some assistance. He jumped up rather quickly and sat in his seat. You could tell he was embarrassed. I would have been too.
I was so relieved that no one laughed. I would turned into a pit-bull in a skirt er um, a loud mouth in some jogging pants if someone laughed. Thank goodness. I’m thankful that my sons were not there. They would have been WEAK! I’m also thankful that he appeared to not be hurt. Anywho, I got to thinking, “Why do people laugh when others fall down or hurt themselves?” I’m sure it’s pretty shocking to the system to see someone vertical and them BAM they’re on the floor/ground. Some take those feelings of shock and laugh.
Remember this commercial?
I must say, when this commercial came out… I WAS WEAK! She’s fallen and should couldn’t get up. Now that I’m in my 30′s. I don’t think falling is funny…not that it ever was, but I was young.
*sigh*
Just a thought. Thank you for reading.
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Fashion: Boots Fashion Flats Heels I LOVE SHOES! Sneakers
by Imma Bawse
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Winter Shoe Fashion Show, Primary Colors Edition!
I have a lot of shoes.
A lot.
Don’t ask me to count them (cause I don’t have that kind of time), but I’m sure the number is staggering. STAGGERING, I SAY! Many of you guys (assuming you found me on YouTube) have been asking me to do a closet slash shoe tour….
Um, how bout no.
Well, not “no” entirely (double negative). I’ve decided to do a mini shoe fashion show, but I had to break that jank up because it would have been entirely too long. I was going to grab a bunch of shoes and throw them together, but that probably would have been all over the place. “But Sug, you are over the place anyway.” O_o
Anywho, I decided to start with the primary colors. Many years ago, I did a serious of self portrait paintings and the theme was the primary colors. So, here ya go.
RED.
Click Photo^ I don’t want to hear anything about my Photoshopping skills. O_O
BLUE.
Click Photo^ I don’t want to hear anything about my Photoshopping skills. O_O
YELLOW.
Click Photo^ I don’t want to hear anything about my Photoshopping skills. O_O
And, here is the video!!
Well, that’s it.
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Random: random rant you can't make this stuff up you need to have a seat
by Imma Bawse
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Freedom of Speech can be Reckless…
Warning: This blog post may contain violent punctuation; shocking grammatical errors; misspellings (on purpose); #hashtags; and an explicit ending with a preposition. Now that, that’s said, enjoy.
All the things that are right and wrong with humanity can be found on Twitter the internet. Keep in mind, the concept of right and wrong is relative.
So, I was on Twitter this morning…actually yesterday morning and I notice this retweet.
WARNING!!
IT IS MAD DISRESPECTFUL!!
Proceed at your own risk.
WARNING
WARNING
WARNING
WARNING
etc…
Have you ever read something and then had to re-read it because your brain would NOT allow you to process such tomfoolery the first time around? Well, that is what happened to me. I found myself reading the aforementioned tweet aloud as if English was my second language.
You know how “they” say, “curiosity killed the cat.” Well, curiosity encouraged me to go to this fool’s person’s profile and read some of his tweets. So, I was scrolling. I scrolled for about 5 minutes reading this person’s timeline (his other tweets had a similar theme). I then had the nerve to read this person’s mentions. Yeah, I was curious and wanted to see what others had to say.
There were about 8 different types of people responding to this dude:
#TeamLightSkin. A good portion of this team were laughing out loud in class, in the library, at work, and in the checkout line. Many of them appeared to be thankful for the skin tone they were born in for that variable excluded them from the assaults from this dude.
#TeamBrownSkin. A good portion of this team shared the same ideas as #TeamLightSkin but the “Skin tone verification committee” had to remind them that they were #TeamDarkSkin…based on their profile picture.
#TeamDarkSkin. A good portion of them cussed dude out. They also cussed out the other teams who were laughing at this dude’s “jokes.”
#TeamHomosexual. A good portion of this team were offended that he would virtually engage in a same sex act, and then use the hashtag #nohomo. Further, they encouraged him to come out of the closet.
#TeamWhoYouCallingABitch. A good portion of this team were also cussing this dude out for referring to women (including his mama, sisters, aunts, and grandmama’s) as a bitch.
#TeamHeterosexual. A good portion of this team reminded him that his tweet was homosexual in natural. They also encouraged him to come out of the closet.
#TeamYouAFunnyDude. Do I really need to explain this?
#TeamShutUp! Do I really need to explain this? Well, I will say that a good portion of this team was encouraging him to kill himself.
I must say that I read his mentions for 10 minutes too long. This dude made mention that he wanted to be famous and he gave himself a 3 day goal. Congratulations? You sir are famous. *throws confetti*
He also said that he was just joking. *crickets*
This type of “joking” is dangerous. Many people internalize negative messages like this and often times go through extreme measure in order to fit in or to feel accepted. Messages like these are divisive. Look at all the teams that came out to “rep they squad.”
There are so many negative messages out there. It is important that we lift each other up and speak positivity in the lives of others…and ourselves.
That is all.
Somewhere a village is missing there idiot.
Ok, that is all…for real.
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OOTD 19 January 2012
Warning: This blog post may contain violent punctuation; shocking grammatical errors; misspellings (on purpose); #hashtags; and an explicit ending with a preposition. Now that, that’s said, enjoy.
“But Sug, today is the 20th!”
By the time you view this post, it will probably be the 21st. O_o Anywho, if you saw my 227th video (Um, I can’t believe I have 227 videos AND by the time you read this, I’ll have 228 videos. O_O) I got snatched up by SOPA and nem. If you missed it, here it is.
A number of y’all was asking about the outfit in question, so here it is.
CLICK ME^ Well, not me…but the photo above. 
And here is the video…in case you wanted to see this look “live.”
I guess I’m sticking to my word by creating a blog post for my OOTD videos.
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Natural Hair Events Random: natural girls rock see what had happened was... you can't make this stuff up
by Imma Bawse
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Behind the scenes of my trip to the ATL
Um, you again?
Yes. I reserve the right to post as many blogs as I want.
Lemme tell you something. I ALWAYS have a story. Always. I should have known that my trip the the ATL shawty was going to be note worthy when it took me 52 minutes to get from the plane to the front door.
So, my trip included meeting MsVCharles. YES, THE VEE CHARLES! I know what you’re thinking, “But Sug, we don’t believe you.”
Well, I have proof. “But Sug, you could have Photoshopped that joint.” *insert eye twitch here*
MY BFF, Trish and her Mama came to the ATL too!!
They are in the video…see below.
I also had my face beat honey. I mean beat like it stole something. You will not believe who I had the pleasure of having MY face beat by. ALEXANDRA BOND! Yes, THE Alexandra Butler, MUA put a hurting on me chile. I have proof…
“But Sug, what about your before picture?” Listen, I don’t wanna hear any mess about my before picture. It was extreme makeover situation going down.
She is amazing y’all. If you are ever in the Atlanta area and you need a MUA (makeup artist), hit her up alexandrabutlermua[at]yahoo.com
I also had the pleasure of meeting ALL of you!!
You know what? How bout you just watch these videos.
Behind the Scenes…yes, there are 4 of them janks. O_O
Lemme say that The Underground is a HOT MESS! Not only did it have a flea market appeal to it (no shade), but there was a crazy CRAZY only blink once a day man in there who was giving us socially inappropriate looks. 
We were able to take these wonderful photos!!
Well, that is all. Thank you so much for reading.
Thank you ATLANTA!!
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Natural Hair Natural Hair Events: natural events natural hair
by Imma Bawse
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Me + You + A Camera = Yummy Goodness!
I’ve been to Atlanta on several occasions, but I must say that my most recent trip (13-15 Jan 2012) was EPIC! Who would have thunk natural hair would allow me to travel and meet up with so many other naturals. This is truly a blessing and I’m still is shock by the whole experience.
It is 6:54 am on 15 January 2012. By the time you read this…no telling what the time and date will be.
Current Date and Time: 3:34pm 9:54pm on 17 January 2012 2:07AM 18 Jan 2012
Here are a few photos submitted by my wonderful supporters, virtual family, and friends in my head. LAWD knows I probably took about 500 photos. For days, my face was sore from smiling so much.
What a pleasure this has been and it was a pleasure meeting each and everyone of you. Thank you so much for the positive energy, warm smiles, and love. You guys are truly special and I’m so thankful to have been able to share the same time and space with all of you all. Be blessed.
Oh, here is the video
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Random: random see what had happened was... Someone please call 9.1.1. you can't make this stuff up
by Imma Bawse
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ATL, the airport + me = 52 minutes…
I hope this post doesn’t result in me ending up on some kind of “list.”
ATL, the airport. *sigh* I must say, every other airport in America could probably fit inside of that jank. I’m so serious. It took me 52 minutes. That’s right 52 MINUTES to get from the plane to the front door. O_O I know what you’re thinking, “But Sug, why come it took you so long?” I’m so glad you asked (You did ask right?).
First of all, the signage is not the best. Maybe it is, but there is SO much happening (READ: Lots of people, shops, and restaurants) in that joint that one could easily miss the sign directing them towards the exit. If you’ve never had any issues exiting the ATL airport…you get a gold star. So here I am walking, Walking, AND WALKING some more! (See Figure 1, Number 1) I somehow ended up at the opposite end of the gate area.
Alarmed by my current condition, I decided to ask for help considering I’ve already walked a mile (See Figure 1, Number 2).
ME: “Um, how do I get up outta this jank?” The sista who I asked, asked me where I was from. I guess people in the “A” don’t use the word “jank.” I know what you’re thinking, “But Sug, no one really uses the word “jank.”
HER: “Go down make a left, take the escalator, get on the train, go to the last stop, get off and take another escalator.” She smiled. I felt confident in my ability to follow her directions.
So, I take the escalator down stairs. I walk and Walk and WALK and WWWAAAAAAALLLLKKKK some more (See Figure 1, Number 3). I get to a dead end 
and I noticed a train (funny how I didn’t notice it until that moment)…so I got on it (See Figure 1, Number 4). I get off at the last stop (See Figure 1, Number 5) AND I am back where I started. Apparently I took the wrong train. SO I get on the train on the other side (See Figure 1, Number 6), get off on the last exit, go up an escalator (See Figure 1, Number 7) and BAM I’m out.
*sigh* 52 Minutes later, though.
Figure 1.
Don’t let the drawing fool you. THIS JANK IS HUGE!
I’m sure someone behind a monitor was watching me. Imma need for security slash big brotha to get on the intercom and help a sista out.
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Natural Hair OOTD: blow dried hair braid out Jeffrey Campbell natural hair OOTD Style Sheet
by Imma Bawse
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Outfit of the Day 12 Jan 12!!
“But Sug we can’t see you cause you got that black backdrop in your videos and YOU REFUSE to take it down despite repeated complaints all up in your comment section!!” -Signed YouTube Subscriber
Well, I have listened (sorta). Okay, so I’m not going to remove the black backdrop BUT I will make a desperate attempt to put my OOTD (Outfit of the days) on this jank. POW!
So, this is what I wore. I must say that I was feeling right fancy today with myself.
OOTD for 12 Jan 2012 whoissugardotcom
Okay Listen. I don’t wanna hear no mess (#doublenegative) about my Photoshopping skills. O_o “But Sug, we can’t see it!” Um, you can totally click on the photo.
AND here is the video:
AND this is what my hair looked like.
MY hair is in a cornrow out on blow dried hair. I do not color my hair.
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Natural Hair: deep conditioner natural hair see what had happened was... Someone please call 9.1.1. Sometimes you need to sit down when natural hair goes wrong you can't make this stuff up
by Imma Bawse
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First it was garlic…now it’s bananas and avacados. O_O
When natural hair goes wrong…
You know what? I can’t even blame my naps for this one. This is TOTALLY my fault and I am willing to except full responsibility for the tomfoolery that went down from 6pm to around 6am. I know what you’re thinking, “But Sug, that is a FULL work day…if you are some type of emergency room worker.”
Trust honey, this was an emergency.
It all started when I decided to deep condition my hair. I was inspired by all of the comments that were left on video 215, “Wanna Win a Deep Conditioner…?” I was also watching *TV show omitted* and the host was talking about ways to save money and still look fabulous. One of the topics was a homemade deep conditioner, made with only 4 household ingredients, olive oil, coconut oil, bananas and avocados.
Um, Eureka.
So naturally, this was a message from the universe…and this is where the tomfoolery began.
How lucky are you? I made a video explaining how I made the concoction, how I applied it, and HOW the “banacado” refused to leave my naps. Um, can we say stalker?
“But Sug, we came to your blog to read…not to watch a video.” *crickets*
I’m going to assume you watched the video. If not, I’ll hold.
In hindsight, I knew something was wrong when the bowl almost melted in the microwave (see the video). That should have been a sign for me to have a seat.
BUT NO!
Remember the universe was talking to me earlier (in a non mental health kinda way) and I AM NOT a quitter.
I think it went further downhill because I left out a very important step…blending the ingredients together. ..
I was concerned with not dirtying up additional dishes! The funny thing is, I DO NOT WASH DISHES (cause I have kids)! My hubby said I should be shame from taking frugal NATURAL hair advice from non-brown people on the TV. O_O
Ok, enough about that. I know you’re thinking “But Sug, how did you get the mess out of your hair?”
Well, I called my friend Taz. She came over and applied a mayo slash olive oil concoction to my naps and went through each section trying to remove the chucks.
I then showered and rinsed for about 45 minutes. I ended up shampooing because there was still some “banacado” in my hair AND my hair was really slippery. The shower was able to remove 95% of the physical tomfoolery, the blow fryer dryer removed the remaining 5%.
And this is what I’m left with.
Lesson learned.
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