Author: CeCe Olisa

Paige decided to host her birthday party at DIVAS in two weeks, so she got dressed up, made fliers and brought them to pass out at the club. As she strutted around reminding the cute guys (and some of the girls) to make sure they were there for her special day, so they could buy her a drink, Reese and I hung out at the bar chatting. We had just ordered a round of martinis when a tall, chocolate, muscular man in a black button down shirt and dark wash jeans approached us. “Reese, how are you?” he said leaning in to give her a kiss on the cheek. They began to converse, all the while the mans eyes continually…

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I can remember being a young girl and wishing I could send out a mass message across the United States to any and all boys who liked (or didn’t mind) big girls. In my fantasy, I would line all the boys up, walk up and down the line and pick one (or two) so I could finally have a boyfriend. I knew there were boys out there who would like a girl like me, but it was just a matter of finding them. Fast Forward to my adulthood and that long line of males who’d like a plus size princess of their own has become a reality, with the help of the Internet. When I moved to New York City,…

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Even though DIVAS stays open till 4am, after all the drama we left early. Paige and Reese dropped me off and I walked into my apartment at 3:30 am ready to wash my face and crawl into bed. Just as I was turning down the covers, my phone began to ring. It was a number I didn’t recognize, so I ignored it. As I was drifting off to sleep it rang again, same number. I answered: “Hello?” “Hey sexy, where are you?” said a deep voice on the other end. “I think you have the wrong number” I replied groggily. “Is this Celeste?” “Yeah, who is this?” “It’s Darren, from the club… what, you forgot about me already?” “Um, no…

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