My Truth: A follow-up to Revolutionary Honesty
If I called JillisBlack an Instagram revolutionary, she would probably roll her eyes. She’s not into labels, titles, or pigeonholes. But...
Double Blue Card
At 23 I have been more than lucky to have travelled as much as I have. Of course, I worked hard to save lots of dollars to fund said...
Ain't No Half Steppin': Assimilate or Advocate (Part 1)
“Can’t I just ‘be’? No. No you can’t. You do not have the luxury to just be. You must be great.” This quote was taken from a recurring...
Welcome Home
Sometimes you never know the experience you’re having until you’ve had it. In South Africa, I sat on balconies in hammocks, I drank wine...
A Martyr In Her Bed Tonight
Posted on 07/12/2016 It was a swipe right, a short convo, a debate over the best Old Fashions and Black Russians, and a meeting downtown...
Sketch me as a woman
We judge people based on their sex, their creed, their chosen profession, or even the friendships they keep. And of course, women are...
To My People
So often, we measure others by our measuring stick. (Incidentally, we often measure ourselves by others' but that's neither here nor...
Stop asking where I'm from
When I was growing up in Sydney, Australia, I was called an Indian; even after I had received an Australian passport. I had a tinge of...
Revolutionary Honesty
This video is going to step on your toes. You may feel uncomfortable. You might not like it. But growth comes from opposition. So, if you...
WTF! Resist?
What the fuck What. The. fuck. Whaaaat am I even writing? Is this writing? Is spelling out WTF writing? OK. Breath. Don't check Facebook....
