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Dear Demetria Obilor,

First of all, thank you. Thank you for being such a vibrant woman who makes even the traffic news exciting. You and my local news hero, Jamie Stelter, make me wish I pursued traffic reporting. Anyway, enough about me. Let's talk about your clapback to your haters. It made my month. Literally. You did it with such class that I immediately said, that's my bff.

When you said, "This is the way that I'm built, this is the way I was born, I'm not going anywhere, so if you don't like it, you have your options...We don't have to put up with this, alright? And we're not going to," I was beyond amazed. A lesser person would've lost their temper but not you.

So, keep shining. Continue being as beautiful on the inside as you are on the outside. And keep inspiring us to love ourselves just the way we are.

By the way, why are your curls always on fleek?

Xoxo,

Candia

Demetria's response to her haters

Demetria Obilor, Daybreak Traffic Anchor responds to haters on social media: 'Some people have a problem with my shape and the way that I look on television. Just taking a moment to address that and show love to all of the ppl who show love to me. Including Chance The Rapper!

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Dear Carrie Bradshaw,

I completely understand the dangers of believing that you, a fictional writer with curly hair and a complicated history with men, and I could truly be friends but I'm willing to take the first step and say that we can be more than friends. We can be best friends!

First, let me explain. I was eleven years old when you first dazzled everyone on Sex and The City. But eleven years later (what's up with the number eleven??), I discovered you and bought all six seasons. At the right time too! I'd just started dating and you, Sam, Miranda, and Charlotte were like the older, wiser, fairy godmothers I needed.

Your relationship with Big is still the highlight of my twenties (I'm currently re-watching the seasons...currently on Season two when you decided to get back together with him and you exchanged 'I love yous'). What a jerk he is/was! But I've learned from your mistakes. Or have I?

Your witty one-liners, writing struggles and victories, and love of your curls way before many embraced theirs (myself included) never cease to amaze me. And who can forget your relationship with Stanford? Carrie, you have made me realize that it's ok to be human. It's ok to wear my heart on my sleeve. It's ok to hurt and to forgive.

It's ok to refuse to settle for "anything less than butterflies."

It's ok to be a struggling writer, as long as it's what you love to do. And it's ok to love shoes!

I can go on and on about what a cultural icon you are, but you already know this.

xoxo,

Candy

Favorite scene ever!

Sex and the City, Season 4, Episode 18 Cock a Doodle Do! Song: Above the Clouds by Amber

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Phenomenal Woman

by Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

I walk into a room Just as cool as you please,
And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees.
I say, It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman, That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me. They try so much But they can’t touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them,
They say they still can’t see.
I say, It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me.

Now you understand Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing, It ought to make you proud. I say, It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need for my care.
’Cause I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me.