A Fraternity So Nice, They Named It Twice. The men of Kappa Alpha Psi Fraternity incorporated collectively and individually personify their charge, “achievement in every field of human endeavor.”
Today’s First Ladies, Deaconess’s, gospel singers, and church girls navigate faith in full view of the algorithm and totally on trend.
MadameNoire is celebrating 106 years of Zeta Phi Beta Sorority's legacy of scholarship, service, sisterhood, and finer womanhood.
Today, we salute the pink and green. The pearls. The Ivies. The power. For the AKAs Founders Day is more than a celebration, it’s a gentle reminder. Alpha Kappa Alpha didn’t just make history; they continue making it.
Many times, especially at HBCU’s, the Deltas are the littest sorority on the yard. They are also oftentimes the most visible and while the joke from other sororities is that they have such huge lines. The tea is that the girlies are eager to take the trip to Delta Land.
Somewhere between “I’ll just stay over tonight!” and “Which TV can I plug my PlayStation up to?” lies a hobo-sexual eager to finesse his way into a woman’s sanctuary— her home.
Church policing of women's bodies, especially Black women, is about control, not righteousness; the church must embrace grace, not judgment.
The Rich Auntie aesthetic is about abundance, not arrogance. It’s silk robes on a slow Sunday morning. It’s linen pants, gold jewelry, and a perfume that announces her before she speaks.
Don’t overstay your welcome trying to love a someone into healing. When the relationship starts to threaten your peace, your self-worth, or your emotional stability, it’s time to pause and ask: Who is going to save me while I am trying to save them?
When it comes to vaginal health, too many of us were taught silence instead of science. Black women especially were raised under the rule of “don’t talk under your clothes”—a cultural way of saying you don’t discuss sex, your private parts, or any of those intimate feminine matters out loud.
Listen, we are most definitely tardy for the party! Unfortunately, we missed the Founder’s Day cookout — we know the leg quarters were on the grill and that Omega Oil was in the cooler. Although life has been lifin', don’t get it twisted, we love “Da BRUHZ.” Because when it comes to Black excellence, leadership, brotherhood, and that unmistakable vibe that only Omega men have how could we not love the Ques?
The real tea is Ray J is not the only one. He is just a representative for men too many Black women have gone to war for. Men like Future, Paul Pearce, Off-Set and so many more. Men who drain our spirit, break our peace, and expect us to remain as a sign of love and loyalty. Sadly, Black women are always expected to die on mountains we never needed to climb. Like Ciara, Cardi B, and many other women, I am sure Princess is exhausted.