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Blessings, prosperity, and good health in the New Year,

Veela aka Venus

1. THE 10 SIDE CHICK COMMANDMENTS!/2011/02/10-side-chick-commandments.html

2. UNREQUITED FRIENDSHIP!/2011/01/unrequited-friendship.html

3. CHURCH CAN’T SAVE YOU!/2011/05/church-cant-save-you.html

4. SEXY OR NO CLASS?!/2011/08/sexy-or-no-class.html



"People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so out of control that you have to transform your life..." -Elizabeth Gilbert


If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away.

If he doesn’t want you, nothing can make him stay.

Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior.

Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.

Stop trying to change yourselves for a relationship that’s not meant to be.

Slower is better.

Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy.

If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve

then heck no, you can’t "be friends."

A friend wouldn’t mistreat a friend.

Don’t settle. If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is.

Don’t stay because you think "it will get better." You’ll be mad at yourself

a year later for staying when things are not better.

The only person you can control in a relationship is you.

Avoid men who’ve got a bunch of children by a bunch of different women.

He didn’t marry them when he got them pregnant,

Why would he treat you any differently?

Always have your own set o…

KISS by Prince

For years my parents couldn't understand my fascination with Prince; until they heard KISS. This is their favorite Prince song. My Mother continues to be a fan. Enjoy! :)


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The 10 Thug Commandments


1. I am God…don't try and play me. (Translation: I am the Lord thy God, thou shalt not have any other gods before me.)

2. Don't be makin’ no tattoos, hood ornaments or iced-out pieces outta me, or looking like me. (Translation: Thou shalt not make any graven images)

3. Don't be callin' me for no reason (Translation: Thou shalt not use the name of the Lord thy God in vain)

4. Y'all betta be in church on Sundays and not just on Mother's day, Easter or Christmas. (Translation: Remember the Sabbath and to keep it holy)

5. Don't diss yo momma and if you know ya daddy don't dis him either. (Translation: Honor thy mother and thy father)

6. Don't be goin' on no drive-bys. (Translation: Thou shalt not kill)

7. Stick to ya own wifey. (Translation: Thou shalt not commit adultery)

8. Don't be borrow'n stuff and don’t give it back. (Translation: Thou shalt not steal)

9. Don't be lyin' on the next man to save your behind.…


In March of 2003, President Bush declared war on Iraq. On December 14, 2011, President Barack Obama ended the war on Iraq. I know it's been a long and tedious process, but let's celebrate what our President has done. He ended a tragic war! No matter what your political views; we need to give credit where credit is due. Below is an article I found on the statistics concerning the war; the money spent, and the lives lost. Forget GOD bless America. GOD bless us ALL!


Spent & Approved War-Spending - About $1 trillion of US taxpayers' funds spent or approved for spending through 2011.

Lost & Unaccounted for in Iraq - $9 billion of US taxpayers' money and $549.7 milion in spare parts shipped in 2004 to US contractors. Also, per ABC News, 190,000 guns, including 110,000 AK-47 rifles.

Lost and Reported Stolen - $6.6 billion of U.S. taxpayers' money earmarked for Iraq reconstruction, reported on June 14, 2011 by Special inspector general for …


I appreciate anybody who is a fighter and NEVER gives up!


Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God.
~Matthew 5:9

Blessed are the peacemakers - Those who strive to prevent contention, strife, and war; who use their influence to reconcile opposing parties, and to prevent lawsuits and hostilities in families and neighborhoods. Every man may do something of this; and no man is more like God than he who does it.

Being a child of divorce is not easy, but it’s never been my excuse. My Mother would never allow it. She always considered those who made excuses to be weak. She never made excuses for herself; so making excuses wasn’t even a consideration. As a little girl I lived with my Grandfather while my parents went through their divorce. It wasn’t that unusual for my Mother. She watched her own parents go through a painful divorce. Grandfather left Detroit after losing his grocery store and property. It was an even sadder occasion because my Grandmother was the reason the family lost the business. Even with that …


I’ve been struggling with what to do or how to celebrate my Grandfather’s life. I’m in his infamous pink house. If you didn’t know; pink was one of his favorite colors. Why not a pink house? He was a quiet and reserved man, but this is the same man who ran for political office at a time when a black man was told to sit down and know his place. He was a man’s man. Every color has meaning. When I look from a biblical standpoint I find that pink represents a passion for Christ; the Rose of Sharon, and GOD’s glory. In psychology the color has been known to modify erratic behavior because of the calming effect. It is known as a sign of comfort. The pink carnation means, “I will never forget you.” Now I see why my Grandfather became fixated on that color.

Time and time again I’ve heard friends and family express how he was a blessing to them. This house was a refuge for anyone who needed it. The little pink house was my house when my parents divorced and my Mother needed to know that her f…


My Grandfather - Aaron Williams

by Veela Ammons on Monday, October 5, 2009 at 6:23am

Yesterday I wanted to put a picture up of me and my Grandfather. He made it to see his 88th birthday yesterday. Happy Birthday Grandfather!!! When I was about 5 I went to Las Vegas to live with my Grandfather. Because my parents divorce was so nasty I lived there for over a year. It was a little confusing for me. But Grandfather would get me up for school, dress me, and comb my hair. My Grandfather was County Commissioner at the time; so this was no easy feat for him. I even remember drawing and coloring while he met and had hearings with the other Commissioners.

My Grandfather was so smart that he graduated early from high school and stayed and taught his classmates. He has been Mayor of North Las Vegas and was asked at one point to run for Lt. Governor of Nevada. Before moving to Vegas he was in Detroit and owned a grocery store and apartment buildings. See where I get it from? Without trying he has…


FOOL FOR YOU by Cee-Lo Green ft. Melanie Fiona

Cee-Lo Green- Fool For You Lyrics (Feat. Melanie Fiona)


(Cee-Lo – Verse)

What?! That real, that deep, that burning, that amazing unconditional, inseparable love
That feel like forever, that always emotional but still exceptional love
Can’t nobody tell me nothing it is what it is
And any mistake you make I, I just may forgive
Right now, right now at this very moment still love her like I loved her then
I love her in and out and up and down and ’round and ’round and over and over again
So rare they swear that you just don’t exist
And there’s only one person I can think of makes me feel like this
And I’m a fool, such a fool for you!

(Melanie Fiona – Verse)

So sweet, so deep, so real, oooh we got damn
That’s some powerful stuff
How you do it? Do do it
Keep it coming

Baby I can’t seem to get enough
What you do, what you say
Makes me want to love you
Baby, I don’t even have a choice
And if I did it still be you
Cuz you’re …



I was looking at these videos and put this collection together. I was laughing at some of the theatrics, but I ended with a beautiful wedding song by CeCe Winans. After all, it is a commitment before GOD. Let HIM be the foundation. Anything that's lasting has to have a strong foundation. I wish all my friends and family nothing but happiness.

I PROMISE by CeCe Winans


“Your hair is nappy, who’s your pappy? You’re some ugly chile.” ~Johnny Mercer

My Grandmother Hannah’s second husband used to work around the house singing this song. After all these years I can still hear his voice. Mind you; I was always told I had good hair. What the hell is bad hair? How about the fact I have hair?  Isn’t having hair considered good? Even if you bought it? I have had a love-hate relationship with my hair.

As a little girl I had so much hair that the only person who really took the time to comb it was my Aunt Winnie. But being tender-headed didn’t help. Winnie would say, “It hurts to be beautiful.” Believe me;she made it hurt! She was too heavy-handed. When she finished I’d have to take an aspirin because she had my ponytails so tight. I think my face looked tighter after she finished.

I used to hate my hair in the summer because it would shrink up due to the humidity. That’s when I decided I wanted a perm. Big mistake! I did more harm than good. Around thirteen …



IMAGE & BEAUTY will be in Atlanta December 10th, 11th, 12th and possibly the 13th 28th, 29th, and 30th. As some many of you know; I have trained and groomed over 1,500 students in modeling and acting. This is an opportunity to continue what I love doing, and what I believe is my calling. Ms. Veela (as my students affectionately call me) loves to see dreams come true.

I have assembled an awesome team that is prepared to lend their experience and expertise to training and give you the tools to succeed. Combined we offer over 30 years of experience in the entertainment industry. We are prepared to go wherever we are needed. Some of the best and most successful talent I found was in Rockford, IL, Sioux Falls, SD, and South Bend, IN. It's not where you come from, but where you're going.

I've had the privilege of working with some very talented people and it has been my pleasure. Not everyone is looking to be famous or infamous. Nowadays people a…


Once upon time there was a man who fell in love with a woman he saw as a Princess. Well, she wasn’t a Princess, but she reminded him and his family that her family and culture was descended from royalty, and his originated from slaves. So the Princess and the pauper had a grand wedding with all their relatives invited. The pauper’s family attended the wedding with the understanding that the Princess had done the pauper a great favor; after all she was royalty and he was nothing.

During the reception there were all these delicacies that were part of the royal diet; things that the pauper’s family had never tasted or even seen. Unfortunately, the pauper’s family was not use to such delicacies and couldn’t partake of the feast. So they went to Burger King instead.

The pauper began his new life understanding that the Princess had married beneath her so he did his best to provide her with the lifestyle she was accustomed. He searched all over the Kingdom for a castle that would please the…


"What counts in making a happy marriage is not so much how compatible you are, but how you deal with incompatibility."
- Leo Tolstoy

I’m constantly reading about the decline of the black man and the black woman. Statistically I’m bombarded with media purporting that the black relationship is not on life-support, but dead and buried. According to the powers that be; black men and women can’t have a conversation; let alone connect for a possible relationship.

Here’s a little history lesson: Lynching was a standard practice of killing blacks by the hands of a mob. This went on from the 18th Century through the 1960’s. Demanding no more government complicity; lynching began to stop when blacks rallied and mounted resistance using protest, lobbying against the violence. Numerous organizations were born out of the struggle such as the NAACP. An anti-lynching bill was passed in January 1922 in the House of Representatives. History shows that the lynchings continued, but things did…


I’ve wanted to write this post for a long time. It doesn’t come from a place of vengeance, nor is it some type of vendetta. This comes from experience. I’ve dated more than my share of men who had an unhealthy attachment to their mothers. Well, maybe it was more like their mothers had the issue. I understand a mama’s boy, but this is something totally different. Think that scenario to the 10th power.

The first time I was in a situation where his mother demanded that he pick a side constantly. I mean literally she needed to feel that no matter what I did or who I was to him; she would ALWAYS be first. How could she not? For GOD sakes that’s his mother! I’m good, but I didn’t give birth to him. If I needed him (which was rare) she would always find some urgent situation that needed his immediate attention. We’ll leave that alone. I don’t want anyone to recognize who I’m talking about.

Second occasion, this woman pretended to be nice, but it was clear she didn’t want me around for the…


GOD! I hope he doesn’t read this. I have a play-brother that I think the world of. He is kind, considerate, brilliant, and even handsome. All the things you want your brother to be. He is a good Father, and many more things that I can’t say without giving his identity away. All these attributes, but there is something broken; something deep inside. In the silence and in the quiet; you can hear it. A heart that is irrevocably broken. Not by disappoint, not even by a woman, but by his Mother.

I don’t know the entire story, but I can’t divulge the pieces I know. I know that his late Father was his role model and has made him into the man he is. But I can’t discount his Mother and the way she raised him. Talk about a class act. He is all that. I couldn’t ask for a better friend. I feel so close to him that when I saw the missing pieces I offered to share my Mommy. Hey, that ain’t easy for an only child. (I know. My Father had other children, but my Mother didn’t.) Lol I call him my broth…


I have so much on my mind that I don’t know where to start. All week long this scripture has been on my mind; “38 I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God’s love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow—not even the powers of hell can separate us from God’s love. 39No power in the sky above or in the earth below—indeed, nothing in all creation will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord. ~Romans 8:38-39

I just needed to be reassured. It’s been a tough week, a tough month, a tough year….hell it’s been a tough time. I don’t know about you, but I’ve had to face some challenges I never saw coming. As my good friend says, “It’s not business as usual.” And they are damn right! As I dig myself out of this hole; I promised myself that I’d never nor will I ever be in this position again! I mean that from the depths of my soul. GOD said that even in the dep…


I got a phone call in November of 2008, from my daughter. "Hey Mom, just letting you know all the students at Hampton University are changing their residency so we can carry the state of Virginia." I didn't know that historically Virginia had always been a Red state. I didn't think I'd live to see a Black man become President. My daughter called me because the campus had erupted in spontaneous celebration. They felt a true part of the democratic process. Truth is most HBCUs had worked in concert to ensure that their votes counted for President Barack Hussein Obama.

Today is the dedication of the Martin Luther King Jr. Monument; another day I thought I might never see. Thank you Dr. Martin Luther King. Because of you my daughter will soon be Dr. Ammons. Because of you I never knew what color her friends were. To her it never mattered. When I asked she compared them to the crayon box. Because of you my family looks like the Rainbow Coalition, and we love each other…



DAUGHTER: A son is a son till he takes him a wife, a daughter is a daughter all of her life. ~Irish Saying

Every child is born in innocence. As little girls we emulate our mothers. They are the very definition of a woman. We can be shaped and molded into whatever our environment; good or bad. As mothers we have to recognize the responsibility we are given by being someone’s mother.

This union is not to be entered into lightly, but reverently, honestly, and deliberately. It is a union created by loving purpose and kept alive by abiding will.

Even as my daughter grows into womanhood she needs me more; not less. In my eyes she is that helpless baby that depended on me for every need.

TEENAGE GIRL: This has got to be the most confusing time. Your body is changing, you don’t know if you’re going or coming. Those of you who contend that high school were your days of glory are in the minority. I find most people were having a hell of time navigating through those wate…

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This all started with a Facebook post: "Men are natural born leaders. A woman of substance will follow a man after GOD'S heart." ~Veela aka Venus

You may not like it. You might not even agree with it, but I'm going to tell you the TRUTH. Like the Word of GOD; it does not change and it stands forever. If you're looking for the sugar-coated version then you've come to the wrong place. Be real! You don't think I'm chastised and convicted by my own words? When GOD gives me a Word I give it to you just as it was given. Below is a comment by my Brother and Author; Terence Blackett. It is my charge to share the knowledge. We are growing together. When you know better you do better.

by Terence M. Blackett

Let me throw a "SPANNER" into the works: In 1972 Esther Vilar (a woman!) published a book called "THE MANIPULATED MAN". It was reprinted in 1998. Since she wrote the book, more than 30 years ago, she continually received death threats fr…



Standing here in disarray
A calm serenity
The winds of change can devastate
And it took this much for me
With nowhere to run and no reason left to hide
Gonna hold on
All the walls around are broken down
Now I can hear the rising sun

Surrounded by everything I want
But nothing that I need
I was blinded by the absurdity
Losing all identity
Sometimes what you fear the most is what you need
To find that road
Right around that curve a lesson learned
Now that I have the eyes to see

A hurricane, a hurricane
Is sometimes the only way to wash away the pain
A hurricane, a hurricane
Is sometimes the only thing that brings you back again

With poison toys I'd isolate
But the wind was strong and true
But now I see where the treause is
'Cause they only blocked my view
I'm spiraling down but so oblivious
Got to find my way home
There's a heart that bleeds trapped in me
But how do I break this shell of stone

A hurricane, a hurricane

Excerpt from the book "Husbands Love Your Wives..." by Terence Blackett

This is an interpretation of Corinthians Chapter 13...

Love is patient and kind; it still has patience after having said something a hundred times. Love is kind, envies no one and is not jealous: it does not try to compete with another person, it does not attempt to copy someone else.

Love is never boastful, conceited or proud:

it does not show off; it does not say:

look what I brought into our relationship!

It does not emphasize its own achievements

and it is not too proud to ask for forgiveness.

It never says: without me you would be nothing!

Love is never rude or ill-mannered because

the other person is always seen as a creation of God, as a thought of God.

Love is not selfish:

you exist for him and he exists for you

and you both exist for God -

only in that way will you find yourselves.

Love is not irritable or resentful.

Love is not quick to take offence:

It does not says this is the last time...

If you do that again... It forgives and persists. It's not dependent on the love…


I posted something that got me thinking. We live in a society that seems to condone overtly sexual behavior. This is not just coming from girls/women. Men do it too. I had someone request my friendship on Facebook and I refused until he removed something from his information. I originally joined Facebook to stay connected to my former students. I don’t mind setting the example.

My daughter talks about some of the things I’ve worn over the years, but if she’s detailed she knows that the most scandalous things I’ve worn were for the stage, and for the runway. Have I worn a fitted suit? Of course I have. Everybody likes to look good and everyone wants to show off their assets. The things I’ve worn on stage and on the runway would be inappropriate outside of those arenas. I recognize that. One of my Facebook friends was kind enough to point that out. No, you don’t see Beyoncé or Rihanna wearing their stage clothes on the street. Somehow our girls have gotten it confused. Even Lady Gaga d…


This has been a strange time for a lot of us. Things we use to do; places we use to go; even the friends we use to hang with; it just ain’t happening! Guess what? It’s okay. When I was younger I was painfully shy and people often mistook that as being vain, or aloof. There were issues I was dealing with that only me and GOD knew. Some things I’ve finally come clean on; others have yet to be revealed. Maybe I’ll do so when the time is right.

People are so quick to judge you if anything you say or do is “out of character.” “This means that anyone who belongs to Christ has become a new person. The old life is gone; a new life has begun!” ~2 Corinthians 5:17 another interpretation says, “Therefore if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old things have passed away. Behold, all things have become new.” Isn’t funny how people don’t want you to forget or escape your past? Just because you’re stuck there doesn’t mean I want to be stuck too. I know how much we love and treasure our …