From the monthly archives:

September 2008

Happy Manly Monday! “In this day and age,” say the lovely folks over at Jezebel, “it is truly not that hard to get laid. Or rather, it shouldn’t be.” Their post, A Guy’s Guide To Not Getting It On, goes on to explain how — due to “some combination of egotism, stupidity, bad text-messaging skills and utter immaturity” — a bunch of guys somehow manage to fuck up their chances. “I believe we can call these men The Unfuckables.” Damn, I love Jezebel! In case you missed it last week, their real-life, what-not-to-do examples were really funny and the posted comments are even more hilarious. My favorites?

  • “Don’t ever say ‘Do you want me to give you a blowjob?’ I’m a girl. The language doesn’t work both ways.”
  • “Don’t hit on my friend(s) first. Yeah, I saw that.”
  • “Don’t text me on a Tuesday night after midnight ‘I could totally eat ur puss now if u r interwssetted.’ I’m not.”
  • “Don’t call it ‘my junk’ or any pet names when asking me to touch it. In fact, don’t ask me to touch it. I know you want me to touch it. I will do so when and if I want to. If we are in a public place, I don’t want to.”
  • “Do not try to pick up a black woman by saying, ‘Hey, I’m going to a rap concert tonight! Hope I don’t get shot!’ ::finger guns:: “
  • “Don’t lick my face. I get flashbacks from Silence of the Lambs.”

Brilliant, huh? Except the anti-public groping one; I’m actually a fan of that stuff. Anyway, ladies, gentlemen, feel free to use the comments section to post personal examples of random ways past dates / catcallers / others screwed their chances of hooking up with you. Or, even better, head over to Jezebel to read the original post and the sequel. HOURS of tear-producing, stomach-hurting laughs, I tell ya. Seriously.

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Photo Credit: Image by Irineu I Degasperi

Note: When image googling “unfuckables” for a good pic for this post, pictures of both Hillary Clinton and Jesus Christ showed up on the results’ first page. Bizarre.

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I’m gonna be a pinup girl!!! :) Brainchild of that sexy woman Tess over at Urban Gypsy [NSFW], the NYC Sex Bloggers 2009 Calendar Project brings together twelve of New York’s most dynamic sex positive girlfolk — writers, sex educators, filmmakers, and ordinary women — to support Audacia Ray’s Sex Work Awareness. What’s SWA? Glad you asked:

In case anyone was wondering, no, I’m not a sex worker. The twelve folks involved in the NYC Sex Bloggers 2009 Calendar Project are Audacia Ray, Desiree, Diva, Elizabeth Wood, Jamye Waxman, Lux Alptraum, Mariella, Rachel Kramer Bussel, Riese, Sinclair Sexsmith, Tess Danesi and me. Our reasons for getting excited about participating are as diverse as we are, likely ranging from “I heart sex work” to “I just wanna wear glitter and pasties!!”

I’m taking part because I think it will be fun to be a calendar girl. I’ve always been a fan of 1940s African American pin up art. Variations of the mammy archetype reigned (reigns?) in pop culture for such a long time and limited perceptions about brown-skinned women’s beauty. So, when the pin up era arrived, timeless beauties like Eartha Kitt, Dorothy Dandridge and Lena Horne popped up in wartime films, advertisements and magazine covers, it was like a mass media declaration that brown-skinned women are sexy, desirable and beautiful, too. (By the way, ditto for Italian Vogue’s recent all-black issue.)


I’m THRILLED to be part of the NYC Sex Bloggers 2009 Calendar Project. Poses in the limited edition calendars will be “fun and flirty and burlesque themed, with no graphic nudity. Think costumes, corsets, pasties and g-strings.” Additional details are below:

NYC Sex Bloggers 2009 Calendar Project
http://sexbloggercalendar.wordpress.com/
Cost: $30. See website for details.

Buy a calendar today!! Big drippy kisses to Tess Danesi (for organizing everything!!!), fellow calendar girls Audacia Ray, Desiree, Diva, Elizabeth Wood, Jamye Waxman, Lux Alptraum, Mariella, Rachel Kramer Bussel, Riese, Sinclair Sexsmith photographer Stacie Joy, graphic designers Sinclair & Jack and sponsors/saints/supportors/sexy people: Edenfantasys, Njoy, Sliquid, Vergenza, The Slipper Room, FreeFoods NYC, Good Vibrations, OhMiBod, JustinCase, AAG, Catalina, Jack, Calico.

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Photo credit: Wartime image appears online at the The Nation Archives page “Pictures of African Americans During World War II

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Because I’m in the middle of writing a book about sex & relationships (generally speaking), I pay a ridiculous amount of attention to two things lately: (1) how people choose titles for their creative projects and (2) this thing called “placement.” When you tell folks in the writing industry you’re writing a book, editors, publishers and other people ask the same question: “What is it?” To a writer, this sounds like “What are you writing?” What is it? “It’s a memoir” or “it’s science fiction” or “it’s a book about [fill in the blank -- i.e. turtles, sex or whatever].” But, really, I’m learning this whole “what is it” question is about selling / marketing. The people in the book industry want to know “What makes you think people will actually want to buy your book? What makes it familiar enough that people will ‘get’ it, yet different enough that people will find unique value in it?” Same goes for music, art, film or or creative projects.

For example, at the movies the other day, I saw a trailer for Lakeview Terrace [official site, trailer, IMDB]. Okay, so, you’ve seen Unlawful Entry, right? A crazy cop (Ray Liotta) develops a sickly stalker-like attraction to Michael’s (Kurt Russell) wife Karen (Madeleine Stowe) and the movie turns into a thriller. Question: “What is Lakeview Terrace?” ANSWER: It’s kind of like Unlawful Entry — just with an interracial couple.

Unlawful Entry

Lakeview Terrace

Today, if you ask me the infamous question about my book: “So, what is it?” The most honest answer is: “I’ll be able to tell you once I’ve finished writing it.” I want to write the most honest, interesting and engaging book that I, personally, can write. If I have to use “What OTHER book is it like?” as my starting point, I kind of feel like it kills the uniqueness of my book. They say every story has already been told, and they’re right. “It is not what you tell,” says the gaming blog HDRL, “[it's] how you tell it. That is what renews suspense and interest in a given story.”

For now, I might not know what “it” is, I’m just enjoying the process of writing my love story in my own unique, distintive and creative way.

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I’d feel like an ass if I didn’t give a shout out to the people who’ve shown me love in recent days. Big drippy kisses and hugs to the wonderful folks at Electronic Village for awarding me with the Blogging Star Award a couple days ago. Created by Barb at Skittles’ Place, the award gives a nod to “bloggers who shine their light throughout the Blogoshere” with either humor, creativity or kind and thoughtful natures. Woot. Love it! Paying it forward, I’m spreading love to other blogs and websites that brighten my day. I don’t think I’ve mentioned these on FUNKY BROWN CHICK before: that drop of deliciousness called J Brotherlove, Jamy from Grateful Dating, the transwoman TransGriot, NPR’s blog for News & Notes “News & Views“, fellow sex blogger Dacia’s Waxing Vixen, “The Coop“, The Black Snob and photographers Bill Wadman and Thomas Hawk. Y’all rock. In other news, THANK YOU to the folks over at Tango magazine for naming me their latest blogger crush. The computer love and virtual crush is mutual!!!

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When I blogged anonymously, I used to write juicy details about a French Canadian dude / former boytoy from my Chicago days. We’re still in touch. Now that I’m 100% out there (i.e. writing and blogging using my real name, Twanna, and not only “funkybrownchick”), it makes me feel a little self conscious to know the little Frenchie now reads my stuff. Like, for example, last week I wrote “one French Canadian guy’s [penis] was so thick that it was actually really really uncomfortable and we had trouble getting it in.” What happens almost immediately after I post that? I get a Facebook private email from the Frenchie:

To: Twanna A. Hines
From: XXXXXXX
Subject: Yo

Ok… I just read your blog today, and before I start bragging about it and let it get to my head, I want to confirm whether I’m the french canadian you’re talking about in your blog today (does size matter)… or is there actually a french canadian dude with a bigger one? Me curious.

Boys, boys, boys. I tell ya. They’re something special, aren’t they? Hmm … Maybe that Canadian site that hooks Canadian men up with American women, MarryanAmerican.ca, should run TV & radio ads that say Come to Canada, where EVERYTHING is bigger!!!

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NOTE: A couple Twitter folks recently asked about my book project. Pssst! Speaking of Twitter, I redesigned my page. Looky. Wait. Where was I? Oh, yeah. A couple months ago, I planned to quit freelance writing while I finished working on two books, dividing my time between: 0% freelance articles, 50% tell-all sex book and 50% anthology. I’ve since changed my mind. I’m putting the anthology on hold to focus on the sex book 70 and freelancing 30%.

Let’s see, what can I tell you about the book? It’s the longest thing I’ve ever written. It’s kind of a “tell-all” of my life and it’s 100% true. Definitely not chick lit. Definitely not just a collection of posts from this blog. Surprising. Different. Quirky. Funky. If you have any questions about it, feel free to ask ‘em in the comments section below. Otherwise, expect periodic updates here on FUNKY BROWN CHICK.

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Obviously, I have no qualms about interracial dating. Truth be told, I kind of have a “thing” for men with accents. Here on FUNKY BROWN CHICK, I’ve written about French, Dutch, Aussie, and Italian guys and the panty-sniffing Irish guy. I’ve also written about JewsAsian dudes and, of course, black men.

“Do you date black guys?” I get asked this question quite often. “When I see a beautiful black woman such as yourself,” reads an email from a FUNKY BROWN CHICK reader named Jason, “or someone that fits that mold, one where she is comfortable with herself, her blackness, and doesn’t have the hang ups that most black women have (ghetto, lack of self-esteem or self-worth) [...] they usually have a white dude on their arm. I have to admit though that some of those are very intimidating because when you see realness, you can’t ‘game’ it. I just wanted to hear your thoughts on that. I know it was kinda random but when I saw pics of you that was my first thought, ‘she’s really cute but does she date black dudes?’”

Yes. I date black dudes. When it comes to black women’s relationships, people often assume either/or. EITHER you’re a “real” black woman who dates black men exclusively OR you’re a “sellout” who only dates white guys because of (a) self hatred or (b) desperation / you’re fed up with black men. Where’s the space where black women are allowed to love whoever they love without catching bullshit for doing so?

Okay, so, Paula, a friend from my writing group, gave me a heads up about Tim Alexander’s movie “Diary of a Tired Black Man” screening at 3:15pm this Saturday, Sept. 13th as part of the Urbanworld Film Festival. According to NPR, Alexander claims ‘angry black woman syndrome’ is plaguing brown women. What’s more? Supposedly, the filmmaker actually wonders whether “black women are simply ‘too angry’ to be datable.” Motherfucker, you wanna see angry?!?!? I’ll show your black ass angry. Where’s my mothafucking knife?!?!

Kidding, of course.

But, here’s the part where the jokes stop: I don’t think there’s anything funny, interesting or novel about black men who claim they only date white women because black women are angry. It sounds like an extremely tired and negative argument. (Ditto for black women who say the same about white dudes & black guys. ) I sometimes go out with white — and other ethnic — dudes because I like men. Period. It’s a very positive thing. I don’t do it because I hate black men or because I think the brothers are “angry.”

Is there (sometimes) a certain eroticism about dating someone who’s skin tone doesn’t match your own? Of course. But, that doesn’t always have to be a bad thing. I recently hooked up with a really sweet, tall, blonde-haired, blue-eyed Dutch dude who ran his fingers over my soft, bare, brown thighs in bed as he said “I really like your skin,” blushed and then said: “I do.” He liked the person inside the skin more. I liked him, too. THAT’S what matters.

There. I’ve said all I have to say for now. Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments section.

Diary of a Tired Black Man” screens at 3:15pm this Saturday, Sept. 13th as part of the Urbanworld Film Festival. Alternative trailer available on the film’s MySpace page. Tickets are $11.75 available online at Fandango

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NOTE: I have an afternoon wedding in Bushwick on Saturday. If the timing works out, I’ll go to the film afterwords.

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