(ThySistas.com) I was raised to believe a woman who wanted respect had better learn to raise her voice. Come in loud. Plant your feet, put your hands on your hips, and dare anybody to test you. That was the lesson passed around a lot of our kitchens, and given the ...
(ThySistas.com) There is a certain freedom that arrives with age, and a good portion of it comes from finally understanding that you do not owe the world a narration of your days. Kerry Washington figured this out a long time ago, and without lecturing anybody, she has been showing the ...
(ThySistas.com) Somewhere in Sterling Heights tonight, under a Michigan sky already tilting toward fall, Erykah Badu stands on a stage earned twice over. The Michigan Lottery Amphitheatre marks stop number two on a run titled simply LIVE, and De La Soul is right there on the bill, the way old ...
(ThySistas.com) Somewhere along the way we got sold a lie. It goes like this. A woman only matters while she is running herself ragged, always on, always in view. Let her slow down for a season and folks will swear she quit. Given up. Lost the fire. Eve has spent ...
(ThySistas.com) Word crossed my timeline the way most things do now, wrapped in outrage and laughter at once. A wooden crate. Empty. Nearly a thousand dollars. My first reaction was not anger. It was that long, slow exhale my grandmother used to give when she caught grown people doing something ...
(ThySistas.com) Some folks keep score their whole lives. Not these two. Oprah Winfrey and Gayle King settled the question of rivalry a long time ago, back when neither name meant a thing to anybody outside their own households, and every year since has been a quiet demonstration of what they ...
(ThySistas.com) Janet Jackson was still 19 in a Minneapolis studio when she cut a project that reset what independence could sound like. The world came to know it as Control, and 2026 has brought both a fortieth anniversary celebration and a fresh run of public appearances. Across June she played ...
(ThySistas.com) The Hollywood Bowl told the story before any statement did. Gladys Knight turned her back to the crowd in the middle of “Midnight Train to Georgia,” of all songs, the signature recording that cemented her place in American music, and started walking toward the wings. A background singer reached ...
(ThySistas.com) There is a certain kind of tired that settles into a Sista’s bones after years of narrating herself to folks who were never going to be satisfied. Grown Black women know the feeling in their sleep. The dinner table interrogation dressed up as concern. The auntie who means love ...
(ThySistas.com) Mentorship gets framed a certain style in our heads, and most of us swallow the picture without a blink. An older woman pulls a younger one aside. They grab coffee. Out come the things nobody bothered to tell her when she was coming up. That picture is warm and ...