Category: Friends
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I’m not going to tell you how to not be a racist.
At least not in this blog post. Being biracial in America has always been a topic of interest for myself. If you’re wondering, it’s because I was born to a black father and a white mother. In 1993. When it should have been socially acceptable for interracial couples to have children together, right? Right. Except…
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Do not disturb.
I’m on vacation mode. That’s right, you heard me. For the first time in foreverrrrrrr (Frozen reference, anyone?) I planned a vacation. Not a long weekend. A real freaking vacation. With beaches and margaritas and spas and relaxation. Sun, sand, and bliss. 4 nights, 5 days, with my bestie, celebrating her accomplishment of graduating law…
Simply Sarah Jones 