It’s been an interesting few days. I have a treat for you art enthusiasts. I’ve had the opportunity to write for an amazing Caribbean art magazine called ARC! They’re some new kids on the block but some pretty cool kids! They showcase Caribbean Art and culture and their content is so diverse that you ought to find something in there that appeals to you (if not everything). My first piece centers around one of Dominica’s veteran artist Earl Etienne. So please check out my article and the magazine.
I’m also in Barbados for a few days and stumbled upon the most amazing sushi that I’ve had in my entire life. It was called the nemo roll and I had it at Nishi restaurant in Holetown. Let me tell you if you’re a sushi virgin or don’t really like the stuff prepare to fall in love or have a change of heart. I hear that the Godzilla roll is pretty amazing too (says the chef) but once I went to heaven with the nemo roll I decided to stay there.
So I’m enjoying my amazing sushi rolls and listening to my friend talk about what he wants in a female. I’m all for people stating what they like but why is it that men think that women were put on this earth for their entertainment. Now I’m no feminist but I’m longing to feel like an individual. I hate feeling like I’m part of an involuntary line up where men walk up and down with their checklist and see if I match up. As my friend talks it seems like he hasn’t even considered the fact that he may find this woman who embodies everything that he’s looking for but she may not be interested . Most likely he’s considered it but still this sense of entitlement stirs something within me. At first I think it’s annoyance but then I realize something in me wishes that I could confidently feel like I deserve the best of somebody else. Something in me wishes I could strut around the place with my checklist looking for a perfect ten and not being excited by 90 percent.
I mean I kind of smirk at his list of wants because I think he’s either going to end up settling for less than that 100 percent that he’s looking for or end up perpetually searching. Something tells me he would endure his perpetual search instead of settling and then my smirk fades because once again I envy his commitment to seeking only the best for himself. It reminds me of the numerous times that I’ve talked myself into settling and I can feel my invisible scars burn almost reminding me to wipe that smirk off my face because if only I’d demanded my best then these scars of the past wouldn’t be here right now.
Well it’s a good thing dessert comes quickly and I drown myself in chocolate! (yeah I’m a girl , so what !). The chocolate lover is to die for (really do try it if you go there). I mean it’s the right mix of dark chocolate and white chocolate complimented by strawberries and blueberries and what taste like passion fruit syrup (it was yellow and tangy, but don’t quote me). The point is I felt better about myself but think about our conversation all night. Don’t get me wrong I’m not saying that right now I’m accepting lack luster efforts from those in my life but its just that its taken me so long to ask for the best (more like hint to others that I want the best from them) and here is my friend rattling off his list like it’s a no brainer. Maybe it is . Maybe I learn slowly. Hopefully I take note and I’m inspired so I can decrease these battle scars that only I can see.
And here I end my random rambling. But incase you got lost.
1. ARC Magazine is something you shouldn’t miss out on. Go check them out NOW! (Please :) )
Check out my article
2. If you want to have a food orgasm Nishi is the place http://www.nishi-restaurant.com/. Also if you’re in Barbados they have ‘sushi lime’ on a Friday. Its free sushi and drink specials from 5:30pm to 7:30pm
3. Always demand the best!!
WERK! (bajan accent lol)
