Who am I? Hi, I’m Keisha. I live in
Los Angeles San Francisco, CA, but I made my way here via a looooooong journey through several states, beginning with conception and early development in good old New York, a pit stop in Georgia, and some quality time in Texas (Texas, yeehaw! Bonus points if you get this reference.). A (smart) lady should never give her age, so I’ll be coy and say depending on who’s doing the categorizing I’m in generation X or generation millennial. Make of that what you will. My interests are all over the place (a melange, if you will). I blog about everything from travel (love it!) to pop culture (RiRi, please don’t become the next LiLo) to my triumphs and travails (um, dating anyone?) to race and gender (I’m a black woman living in the US; it’s unavoidable) as I navigate my way through the world.
I love to quote rap lyrics. Have you listened to rap? These dudes have the most hilarious one liners ever. I could probably hold an entire conversation just quoting rap songs. I also like food and I can be snobby about it (but not snooty, there is a difference), whether I actually have good taste is debatable. I like shenanigans, both watching them and getting into them. Alfred Hitchcock movies are awe.some (but, I still haven’t seen Psycho or The Birds. “What? How is that possible?!” I know, right?). Also enjoyable? Sweet and salty foods together. I recommend Sour Patch Kids and butter popcorn. And, in keeping with my gender: I love shoes. They are a gift sent from…well, whatever force you believe is responsible for all that is good in the world.
I am often sarcastic (some people would say “witty”). My humor tends to lean either dry or straight up goofy. People who inexplicably don’t understand sarcasm (seriously?) might say I’m trying to be funny to cover being mean. Nah, nope. You can decide for yourself when you read my posts.
I have taken to making up words. The English language, for as many words as it contains, lacks some really essential words to capture the depth of things. Have you ever tried describing the relationship between you and your mother’s cousin’s daughter’s husband? There should be one word for that! Like Momdauhus! Even looks German! We have lots of German words in English.
Wondering about the meaning of my blog title? Well, often when people reference “girl next door” types they’re either talking about those bunnies in the Mansion or someone not black. Here’s some shocking news: sometimes the girl next door…is black. I know, it’s a lot to wrap your head around. Let it sink in. You okay? Alright. I thought about naming this blog: “You talk like a white girl,” or “Uppity Negress,” but I didn’t think either of those really captured my pomp and sass. So, TGNDIB it is. Enjoy (I hope).
Last Updated: January 2014
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