[NOTE: Light Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt spoilers ahead! If you haven't finished the series yet, you've been warned.] To Creators of Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt: After watching both seasons of your show I have one question: why must you sully an otherwise effervescent, delightful, and sharply funny show with racist nonsense? Is it too much of a burden to write [...]
Author: Krista White
Non-Stop
Oh what a week it's been, y'all. In the past seven days I have acted in my first three shows for the Murder Mystery Company (in three different themes/scripts, I might add) and attended an open call for Hamilton: An American Musical. As I write this, I am between rehearsals for this week's MMC shows. This is [...]
Funemployment
Or: How I'm Learning To Stop Worrying And Love The Gig Economy
Another Scottish Tragedy
"I have no spur/To prick the sides of my intent, but only/Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself/And falls on the other— "-Macbeth, Macbeth, I.vii. "They think me Macbeth, ambition is my folly. I'm a polymath, a pain in the ass, a massive pain. Madison is Banquo, Jefferson's Macduff, and Birnam Wood is Congress on its way to [...]
Be Mine
Love in the time of singletude
Don’t Wake Me Up
On Tuesday night I saw Lianne La Havas with my mom at The New Parish in Oakland. It's an intimate, bare bones venue, the kind with folding chairs stacked in one corner and a well-worn couch upstairs. It was a funny place to bring your mom, filled with a lot of box braids and leather [...]
I Left My Heart In New York City
I feel revitalized after an amazing weekend in New York. My family agreed to an MLK weekend trip to New York City, mostly because they love me. We saw The Color Purple and Hamilton. Cynthia Erivo's clarion-voiced Celie stopped my heart more times than I can count. This is the third cast I've seen perform The Color Purple, and the [...]
Where Were We?
Jane the Virgin is the (delicious) fruit of 70+ years of telenovelas
Countdown
My dreams for 2016 are informed by a hodgepodge of influences: coming-of-age montages, moments of sappy-ooey-gooey in romantic indie films, the wonders of female friendship, hashtags including #blackout #melaninonfleek and #blackgirlmagic, and basically all of Pinterest. In 2016 I want to sit on the floor of my empty first apartment, eating Indian delivery and re-watching [...]
Hey What’s Up Hello
On finding harmony between the urban and the urbane.