“You have to fight for the things that you love. You have to fight for the things that you believe in. Public media is one of them.” — @wynter
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So I shot this like 3 years ago. Then it took 2 years to air. I spent months researching things I already knew inside out witnessing it as a media obsessed pop culture audiophile tween/teen. I was a talking head for Icons Who Built Entertainment (that title may be wrong a lot has happened). It aired on @history and I got to be amongst iconic music historians like @matthewpinfield , @poetkevinpowell and living legend @tooshort in this episode and others. I spent an entire day in a hot studio on fertility drugs and did my own HMU and was not paid. SHOWBIZ BABY!
The first 6 months of 2025 has been the most fulfilling and rewarding period of my career. Period. That fire scared me and shifted my entire mindset. It became about now. The fact I get to work for outstanding geniuses and in between I traveled coast to coast teaching people how to be better storytellers is a blessing. LA TO LONDON and everywhere in between. I did it sleep deprived, but confident and driven all the same. My gratitude overflows. Planes trains and automobiles. This is the life I dreamed of, and I can say confidently my dues are paid in full. (And I will never stop talking about @joshruben putting me in the thank yous for “Heart Eyes” 😍 SHOWBIZ BABY) In order to be great I owe my walks alongside greats. I have ascended and continue to do so because of them.
🍿Goin to the movies, gonna see a show! I’m hosting a screening of one of my top 20 favorite films ever, DEF BY TEMPTATION, James Bond III’s magnum opus with @cinematicvoid and @am_cinematheque at Los Feliz 3 on June 22 at 7pm.
This is one of the core influences on my love for the genre. A tight 95 minutes of horror noire that leaves you with the question: can’t a vicious and violent succubus targeting sinners in 1990s Bed-Stuy live?
Today we’re talking about 2005 romantic comedy The Wedding Date with special guest @wynter .
Plus: Amy’s fixation on English breakfast, Richard Curtis ruining romcoms for the rest of us, and why Debra Messing’s movie star career failed to launch.
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PSA: Hospitals have been catching hell since COVID, no doubt—but they keep gaslighting Black women about our health.
It will only get worse. Our care is in danger.
Last week, I saw my doctor because despite my hectic schedule I was shouted at by one of my gf’s to go there now. I listened to my body AND HER (she’s very loud) and went. He told me if the issue kept up, I needed to go to the ER. He didn’t think it was serious, but said it might need a little OR attention. So I followed instructions (hard for me-#aquarius, #adhd) and went to the ER, and in the middle of all that chaos—while I’m relatively calm, mind you—this on-call doctor looks me dead in the face and says my symptoms look like early uterine cancer.
DONT FREAK! He was loud and wrong. Why? Because he didn’t even check beyond my intake chart. Not once. All of my tests—my PAP, my full annual, everything—were completely up to date. Six weeks fresh. All clear. I do what I’m supposed to do.
I spiraled for 5 minutes and then told him to call my doctor right now wake his ass up, the morning resident came in checked my chart FULLY, and apologized. Turns out the night crew just…didn’t wanna. “Its just so busy”
Got the issue handled, woke up to Allan smiling at me while I was mumbling nonsense. As soon as I could walk straight, I found the chief resident and told him exactly what time it was gone be today. Then, I followed up with the patient advocacy department.
Next up: letter to the board (it’s so good), and then a formal report to the California Department of Health (they love me there).
Don’t play with us. And definitely don’t play with me.
I’m unfortunately used to fighting for every damn answer. Shoutout to the morning crew for amazing care and sending me home floating on a cloud of whatever magic they dosed me with.
Also—funny how the moment I was lucid, the bill hit my phone with a delightful Samsung washing machine cycle complete ass alert.
AMERICA!! SOME of us are out here in the fight of our lives, in one way or another. And like we always do—we charge through it.
This has been a public service announcement. The sunnies are vintage @tomford . Bonnet from Shamilah’s Beauty.
Is it possible to make Basic Instinct... too basic? We’re talking about Nerfing Catherine Tramell, hating Dr. Woodblock, death by Hot Topic belt, and BASIC INSTINCT 2 w/ Returning Champion @wynter on Kill By Kill After Dark!! Check It out!!
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Turned 45 last week. Grateful. Bdays have become more about honoring space for gratitude. I touch grass and keep it moving. The best gift I can give myself is a life unapologetically mine and fiercely protected. ✅
Slide 2: a tiny warrior dissociating bc her dreams are bigger than her existence, the desire for more too great. Wanting too much, too fast. It used to break my heart dealing with diversions to my “destiny,” but the pain was the point.
I’m so proud of the woman I’ve become—same intensity just channeled differently. My career challenges me, I get to mindmeld with my heroes, & friends who’ve become family. I share my life w/ a partner in a love that grows richer & deeper daily. Proved to my parents this unconventional path was mine to walk. None of it easy or just, but worth it.
Last week was a gentle reminder of the spoils. I got to fete one of my heroes, John, with his amazing wife & co producer Sandy and the team among other icons (Hi Dean, Hi Keith!) as he received his flowers from the LAFCA. 4-year-old me, awestruck by the mastery of The Thing, 40 years later leading the mission to preserve his legacy is one of my greatest honors. People I admire and learn from. I watched my friends conquer the box office with “Heart Eyes”, their passion project / my new favorite film coming to life and humbled to be thanked in the credits.
I took drives floating through L.A. overwhelmed with emotions—music up, petrichor thick, drinks & late-night pizza with friends, a raucous dinner at Chateau that turned into a mini celebration. Wrapped it all up with a cozy date night with Allan. Enveloped in love and laughter.
Still in it. A radical, passionate, imperfect, confident, silly, loud laughing, slow-to-respond, ADD-addled but accomplished all the same grown-ass woman in your area. Cozy in my comfort, digging this life even in the muck, rooting and fighting for the people I love, and most of all for me.
Thankful
To 45 🥂
This week I dive into two of the most mysterious and Shakespearean deaths in music history…and look at how Diddy was central to the story of Biggie Smalls and Tupac Shakur. Loved taking with @wynter about this disturbing twisted tale.
Whenever shit gets wild, I look at this photo. I took it because my friend and podcast co-host Karen and I were asked to curate programming for the LA Phil—a huge opportunity we were so proud of. In the midst of all that prep, I was pregnant again, hopeful, thinking maybe this time would be different. But a few months later, I learned my baby wouldn’t make it. The day of this photo, I found out I’d have to terminate. It was supposed to be a day of celebration.
Three losses, back-to-back, spanning nearly two years, where every “good” appointment was shattered by the next. “Terminated for medical reasons.” My options? Give birth to a baby destined to die or, in one case, risk my own life. Pick a trauma. Each child was wanted, each loss devastating—none discarded like some clinical transaction. California and my PPO saved me. What I know for sure: in some places, a Black woman’s life is seen as expendable. I had to corner a doctor to demand surgery, to demand answers. I was pregnant, screaming—alone in those rooms because of “Covid protocols.”
And I still had to work. I’m my own boss; no one else would pick up the slack. I launched Zooms, sat on panels, wrote strategies, recorded an 8-hour podcast—all while my baby was dying inside me. This system wasn’t designed for us. It doesn’t want our babies; it wants the “other” babies, the ones deemed worthy. It doesn’t want us advocating, deciding, pushing back.
They hate we know how to fight and lead. But we do it—angry, scared, and alone. I’ve built this life, and no one is taking that from me. No one.
Last night’s results just poured gas on the fire in my bones. I’m here to protect my family, my friends, my circle, my life—BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY. I’m looking out for the underserved and unbossed. They can keep playing games—I’m moving forward on my terms, fierce and steady, with my own playbook written by my ancestors.
✨adding one more (Elisabeth) Sparkle to the spooky szn. 🎃 🧡 just giving in to my inner child’s loud demands not to grow up and forget that she made me. #thesubstance #halloween
