The Rolls In Our Lives And Why We Love 'Em

The Rolls In Our Lives And Why We Love 'Em

A good roll can fill the soul.

There are many things in life that bring happiness. Not as many can bring joy. The difference between the two is that happiness is momentary and joy is a feeling that runs deeper than a smile. After much deliberation I’ve found four types of rolls that bring a deep-in-your-bones type of joy.

1. Sweet Puppy Dog Rolls

Nothing can brighten a day like a sweet furball. Puppies are a constant source of light and unconditional love. Doggos are our best friends, our dolls to play dress up with, and our mini-me! For most of us, they are the only strangers we let kiss us when we’re sober!

There is only ONE downside to the bundle of joys and that is their poop! But can we honestly blame them? Due to horrible monster owners, the poop doesn't get picked up. Really we can only blame puppies for breaking our hearts when we can't take them all home with us!

2. King Hawaiian Rolls

These are essential to any family meal! Growing up, these were the only things that could be on our table for Sunday dinner that did not have to be made from scratch.These cute little bite-size carbs are perfect for so many meals. They can be dippers for gravy and the perfect tool to help clean a plate! These bad boys come in soft, fluffy (somewhat uneven) circles, probably because their warmth and buttery shine can fill whatever holes are in our hearts.

If you have any taste buds at all, you saw these recently when you gathered around the table for Thanksgiving. As if having a break from exams and papers hadn't been enough of a reason to be excited about Thanksgiving break!

3. Our Little (Sometimes Big) Tummy Rolls

What’s better than some body positivity? Our tummy rolls are nothing to be ashamed of. They are formed from love (of food) and that’s definitely something the world needs a little more of. And just like with chocolates, the more the merrier! How can you be sad when every time you sit down your tummy is smiling?

Furthermore, with tummy rolls, you can call yourself curvy or THICCC! And anyone who's never seen you will think it's in the disproportionate Kardashian way. You won't be lying, you're just leaving it to their imagination to interpret what curvy means.

4. Rock and Roll

OOOO-WAH-AH-AH! Rock and roll is our source for bad boys in makeup, expressive fashion, and one-stop shop for angry songs.

I know for Halloween I saw some of my personal favorite rockers strutting around, the members of KISS. There should definitely be some appreciation for men who can strut in 7 inch stilettos better than 90% of the female population. I grew up listening to these icons, so I have a built-in soft spot for men in tight clothes.

There are many shades of black and they can be used for self expression. Black is my go-to color since I personally like to use to it when mourning my grades. It can also be very slimming. All my fellow chubs know what’s up!

Rock and roll sometimes can get a bad rap for artists who scream at you through the speakers. But hey! I know many of us have gone through the phase where we got mad at our parents and threw on angry songs to show how deep we are.

Cover Image Credit: Tori Jones

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An In Depth Description Of Janelle Monáe

A story-line that we all can learn from.

Without a doubt, one of the most underrated artists of our time. Janelle Monáe is an artist that has managed to create an entire alternate universe based on her alter ego, Cindi Mayweather.

To be able to manage creating a concept series of albums that tell a thorough, Afro-Futurism narrative is extremely difficult, only adding to the amazing mind of Monáe. This takes intense thought processes that consist of forethought, creative control and time.

Janelle Monáe expresses herself through her music in a new, creative and unique way that sets her apart from just about every musician today. Her albums all correlate and tell a Metropolis inspired story of a female futuristic character that experiences divides and struggles.

She begins her introduction of her character with her first EP, "Metropolis: The Chase Suite" explaining how she is an android and has fallen in love with a human which is against android rules.

While on the run from disassembly for being in love with a human, her character, Cindi Mayweather realizes she is the sole savior who is suppose to unite the humans and the androids.

What amazes me about the story Janelle Monáe is telling, is how she's using a sci-fi inspired narrative to make a reference to the different cultural and political issues we face in today's world.

This point can be backed up with her albums, "The AcrhAndroid" and "The Electric Lady" which provides a further description of Cindi and how she (Monáe) uses these projects as a representation of people of color and the LGBTQ community.

Monáe has even quoted, “I don’t make music for kings or queens, I make music for regular people. I wear my black and white uniform to pay homage to those who are working every single day like my mother and father…I represent the working class and I try to create songs that are uplifting because this world can drive you insane, which is why I try to create songs like ‘Tightrope’ and ‘Cold War’. To give them inspiration on how to deal with balance and how to realize your strengths.”

Listening to her concept albums in a standard order allows a better understanding of the many references she makes.

What's even better about Monáe's structure of her albums is the fact she lets the listener choose their own level of engagement, which makes the album something you have to continuously come back to while also appreciating the creativity behind it in different ways.

Monáe provides multiple music videos that give her audience a visual element to add references to her overall aesthetic. Luckily, Monáe has just announced a further section to her detailed storyline by recently releasing a trailer for her upcoming album.

I recommend everyone takes the time to listen and to study these amazing pieces of work. I'm excited for what else we can discover and how she continues to expand on her plot.

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The Russian, The Redhead, And The Lawyer: A Short Story

Taxi! Taxi!

This piece was based off an assignment for a creative writing class.

"Mine! This is mine!" The redhead is waving her hands in the air at the Russian and the lawyer, all three gathered at yellow cab. Inside the taxi driver is smoking a cigarette, listening to an audio nook, and is growing impatient by the second.

"Miss, actually," The lawyer speaks up with a clear, professional voice. "I believe that I actually signaled first."

Inside the cab, the driver flips on the taximeter and switches from cigarette to weed. Back on the street, the brawl continues. Now the Russian is growling, backing the lawyer against the taxi.

"Really, because, um, no you didn't. I was watching you sir, and no. This is my taxi, okay?" The redhead is still yelling at the lawyer that is being pushed by the Russian.

"Okay sir, I am the most high-profile lawyer in New York. I have a court case in 25 minutes, do not intimidate me!"

The Russian takes a deep breath, pushes up the sleeve of his sweater, and begins yelling in a thick Moscow accent. Everyone within a 5-mile radius stops in shock but decides to mind their own business when they see the vein blue out of his forehead.

"Guys, boys! No!" The redhead wedges herself between a man in a suit and Putin look-a-like.

"We can share the cab! Okay! Okay!" She looks back at the Russian that towers over her and then to the lawyer that is probably peeing his pants. Both are nodding in their own right.

"Igor, I'm assuming that's your name, you can sit up front! Okay? You can sit up front!"

But the lawyer doesn't agree with this and he throws his hands in the air, shaking his head in protest.

"Nope, I do not ride backseat."

The Russian puffs out his chest ready to fight the yuppie and redhead is standing between them again.

"Listen, we all have some place to be! We all called for a cab! Let's just get in it and we can figure it out! Okay?"

"My cab!" The Russian points to the taxi with a huge fist, the type of fist you get when you like 300 pounds every day.

"Sir, we all saw me call for the taxi first. It pulled up to me then you and this redhead tried to assault me!"

"Okay! You know what? First off, no! I did not 'assault' you, Mr. High Profile Lawyer!" The redhead throws her hands into the air in frustration.

Next to the three strangers, a young couple is running down the street yelling out "taxi!" The strangers glance at the sight, all rolling their eyes, and then ignores them.

"Fine, you know what? Igor and you can argue about this cab! I have somewhere to be!"

"Well so do I! I have court in 40 minutes!"

The Russian snorts.

"Two minutes ago you said it was 25!" Yells out the redhead.

As the Russian, the redhead, and the lawyer began again the couple spots the parked taxi. Their faces light up as they hop into the cab, unknowing that the taximeter has been running for over five minutes.

The redhead opens her mouth to speak, the Russian starts to laugh, and the lawyer stands with a confused face. The three strangers that have been arguing on the street for what seems like eternity then shake hands and go their separate ways.

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