I made the transition with my hair a long time ago. I hated perming and straightening my hair. I felt I was looking too much like White people. They are the ones who have us convinced that our hair and clothes must fit inside their comfort zone.

I am still wearing Euro-centric clothing. Although you will never again see me in pencil skirts and high heels, I don’t feel the need to dress like I just got off a boat. I am not ready to walk down the street wearing the world’s ugliest pajamas.

As it is, people see my dreads and think I am from another country. More than one person has already asked me about being a Rastafarian. When I say, I am not a Rastafarian they say, “You look like one.”

I have also been mistaken for a fortune teller or a clairvoyant. I admit I am a mystic and have always been very intuitive but a sooth sayer, not quite.

As for this site, it will be making transitions also. I will try to give The Golden Child a more tribal look. It is after all for pan-Africans. It should reflect more of that.

I am coming out of an emotional vortex right now so it has been hard for me to give this site the attention it deserves. I ask you for a little more patience while I get my life back together. When that happens, The Golden Child will be once again be in full swing.

Yaa, Mon

Today I finally sat down and made myself a logo. Here it is.

I’m still working this between other things. Stay tuned.

This new year brings lots of new things and information.

Stay tuned as I build the site back up.