“I would tell my 14 year old self to never ever, ever put all of your money in one bank account. And love the ones who love you back. You're going to want to quit...DON'T! Oh, and get everything in… — Brandi L. Bates Copy Share Image
“Raw Living: Picking blackberries, beneath late afternoon sun; a sunset reminiscent of watermelon sangria, as the scent of honeysuckle accosts me and the ducks… — Brandi L. Bates Copy Share Image
“I don't want to be around people who accept me as is, in my unrefined state of becoming. I consistently want people around me… — Brandi L. Bates Copy Share Image
“Drama does not just walk into our lives. Either we create it, invite it, or associate with it.” — Brandi L. Bates Copy Share Image
“Remember to remember: sometimes your adversary is your biggest asset. Where would David be without Goliath? Jesus without Judas?” — Brandi L. Bates Copy Share Image
“All those other girls are cake...I'm Crème brûlée...Tiramisu, if you will. Just a few notches above.” — Brandi L. Bates Copy Share Image
“On Slavery: The saddest slap in the face is we have NO monument, no real statues or memorials, no special day of Atonement or Remembrance (NOT ONE), no thanks for 400+ years of free labor, forced servitude across the Trans-Atlantic, ass beatings, buying ourselves and families out of slavery, rape and plunder...but everyone else has monuments, special museums, and even… — Brandi L. Bates Copy Share
“Whatever it is you want in this life, be it material things, a place you want to be, or an experience you want to… — Brandi L. Bates Copy Share Image
“All things grow, flourish, die, and re-grow. Life and death are continuous and fluid. Like the Sun and the Moon which die and are… — Brandi L. Bates Copy Share Image
“THE NEXT DAY WAS RAIN-SOAKED and smelled of thick sweet caramel, warm coconut and ginger. A nearby bakery fanned its daily offerings. A lapis lazuli sky was blanketed by gunmetal gray clouds as it wept crocodile tears across the parched Los Angeles landscape. When Ivy was a child and she overheard adults talking about their break-ups, in her young feeble-formed… — Brandi L. Bates Copy Share
“His ruby red rimmed moist eyes were two glasses of cranberry. He wore a cashmere sweater the color of Earl Grey tea...” — Brandi L. Bates Copy Share Image
“Sometimes transitional periods in life leave you feeling like a great big jumble of loose, split ends.” — Brandi L. Bates Copy Share Image
