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SuzyKnew! is dedicated to improving the sexual and reproductive health and sexual pleasure of women of color.

International Women’s Day 2021: #ChooseToChallenge


Let’s celebrate March 8th International Women’s Day. March is women’s history month, so we can celebrate all month.

This years theme is “Choose to Challenge.” Chose to challenge and call out gender bias and inequality. We can chose to seek out and celebrate women’s achievements.

Click here to find events taking place in your country during the month of March 2021 celebrating International Women’s Day


Vagina-Scented Face Masks

Yes! This actually exists: Vagina-scented face masks. A New Jersey native came up with this enterprising idea after losing her hotel job. How does she do it?  A fine cloth is inserted in the vagina and worn for two hours.

The name of her new company: Coronapussy. The vagina-smelling masks sell for $4.99 and are flying off the shelf.  What’s next?  Penis-smelling face masks.  Click here for more.


Fertility Friday: Decoding The Male Influencer Space

This weekend we share Fertility Friday’s podcast on “Decoding The Male Influencer Space.

Fertility Friday’s Lisa Hendrickson-Jack states:

Many reproductive-aged women find themselves following a variety of male health and fittness influencers who’ve had amazing success with certain practices that end up causing hormone and menstrual cycle disruption when they try them.

Lisa looks at a few of these practices in today’s podcast episode — namely intermittent fasting, “magical” diets, and “magical” supplements. Why call them “magical?” Because you may have noticed the tendency for health and fitness influencers to promote a specific diet or way of eating, an exercise practice, or certain supplements because they’ve had a positive personal experience. They may feel that they’ve found the “truth” for everyone because of their personal experience, so they begin evangelizing their benefits to the masses.

Click here for the podcast!

When The First Lady Isn’t A Lady

Before the dust settles on the Trumps’ move-out and we start Black History month,  we thought we’d take one last potshot at Melania, the worst First Lady in U.S. history.

This finding isn’t just a SuzyKnew! opinion. For the record: Melania was voted the least popular First Lady in the history of the U.S. On her way out the door, she flouted history at every turn, refusing to write her own thank you notes to staff and more obnoxiously, refusing to give Jill Biden, the next First Lady a tour of the White House.  These have been long-standing American traditions. Dissing people is what the Trumps do.

People don’t like to talk about it, but Melania is the first former – shall we say… “call girl” the country has had as a first lady.  In the early days of the Trump presidency, journalists were sued for mentioning it. But since SuzyKnew! has a modest reach and following,  we’re not worried about being sued or trolled.  For those who doubt Melania’s unlady-like behavior as a model with legs that spread like butter, you can easily find nude pictures of her on the internet. Just google it.  Remember when Vanessa Williams was forced to give up her crown as Miss America in 1984 because of nude pictures  of her in lesbian poses were found? It took Vanessa forever to put that behind her and move on.  Vanessa had to confront it.  And Melania?  She’s never confronted the issue of exactly what kind of “model” she was and if her behavior was lady-like. And, how did she meet Donald Trump? Through Jeffery Epstein’s modeling agency?

Melania’s recent unlady-like actions, leaving the White House indicate that she doesn’t follow or believe in her own “Be Best” campaign. Yeah. That’s right. Melania’s “Be Best” campaign is a sham. A Fake. Surprise. Surprise.

Melania came into the White House tarnished as a lady of ill repute and she left with the same stain.


What To Read During Martin Luther King Month

Every time MLK Day comes around I feel like I don’t get a chance to celebrate it the way I want to. Face it. We need more than one day to celebrate Martin and all that he stood for. We need a month. Hence the title.

This feeling is stronger this year after white supremists mounted an insurrection January 6 against  the United States.  More and more people are beginning to recognize that there is a large group of people (25 – 30% or more?) in the U.S. who want to overthrow the government and install Trump as president – for life.  Essentially, after refusing to acknowledge the 60 plus failed court cases and numerous vote recounts, these people want to declare votes from Black areas of the country as Move to Trash“fraudulent” or null and void and recognize only votes from areas where there are majority Trump supporters or white people.

To soothe the nerves and find inspiration, SuzyKnew! suggests these articles printed in “The Atlantic” as reads to celebrate MLK season.

Benjamin Mays: Martin Luther King Jr. Eulogy – The Atlantic

Jesmyn Ward: Racism “Built Into the Bones” of Mississippi – The Atlantic

Amanda Gorman ‘The Hill We Climb’

We all agree. Amanda Gorman was incredible delivering her poem “The Hill We Climb” during the 2021 Inauguration.

Twenty-two year old Gorman is the youngest inaugural poet and a Harvard graduate. She became the first National Youth Poet Laureate in 2017.   Since presenting her inaugural poem, two of her books yet-to-be-released have rocketed to the top of Amazon’s best seller’s list: “The Hill We Climb: Poems” at number 1 and “Change Sings: A Children’s Anthem” as number two.

Read Amanda’s poem below and watch her deliver it.


When day comes we ask ourselves,

Where can we find light in this never-ending shade?

The loss we carry, a sea we must wade.

We’ve braved the belly of the beast.

We’ve learned that quiet isn’t always peace.

And the norms and notions of what just is

isn’t always just-ice.

And yet, the dawn is ours before we knew it.

Somehow we do it.

Somehow we’ve weathered and witnessed

A nation that isn’t broken, but simply unfinished.

We, the successors of a country and a time,

where a skinny Black girl

descended from slaves and raised by a single mother

can dream of becoming president,

only to find herself reciting for one.

And yes we are far from polished,

far from pristine,

but that doesn’t mean we are

striving to form a union that is perfect.

We are striving to forge a union with purpose,

to compose a country committed to all cultures, colors, characters and

conditions of man.

And so we lift our gazes, not to what stands between us,

but what stands before us.

We close the divide because we know, to put our future first,

we must first put our differences aside.

We lay down our arms

so we can reach out our arms

to one another.

We seek harm to none, and harmony for all.

Let the globe, if nothing else, say this is true:

That even as we grieved, we grew.

That even as we hurt, we hoped.

That even as we tired, we tried.

That we’ll forever be tied together, victorious

not because we will never again know defeat,

but because we will never again sow division.

Scripture tells us to envision

that everyone shall sit under their own vine and fig tree

And no one shall make them afraid.

If we’re to live up to our own time,

then victory won’t lie in the blade

but in all the bridges we’ve made.

That is the promise to glade

the hill we climb

if only we dare it.

Because being American is more than a pride we inherit.

It’s the past we step into

and how we repair it.

We’ve seen a force that would shatter our nation rather than share it,

would destroy our country if it meant delaying democracy,

and this effort very nearly succeeded.

But while democracy can be periodically delayed,

it can never be permanently defeated.

In this truth,

in this faith we trust.

For while we have our eyes on the future,

history has its eyes on us.

This is the era of just redemption

we feared at its inception.

We did not feel prepared to be the heirs

of such a terrifying hour,

but within it we found the power

to author a new chapter,

to offer hope and laughter to ourselves.

So, while we once we asked,

How could we possibly prevail over catastrophe?

Now, we assert,

How could catastrophe possibly prevail over us?

We will not march back to what was,

but move to what shall be.

A country that is bruised but whole,

benevolent but bold,

fierce and free.

We will not be turned around

or interrupted by intimidation,

because we know our inaction and inertia

will be the inheritance of the next generation.

Our blunders become their burdens.

But one thing is certain:

If we merge mercy with might,

and might with right,

then love becomes our legacy

and change our children’s birthright.

So let us leave behind a country

better than the one we were left with.

Every breath from my bronze-pounded chest.

We will raise this wounded world into a wondrous one.

We will rise from the gold-limbed hills of the west.

We will rise from the windswept northeast,

where our forefathers first realized revolution.

We will rise from the lake-rimmed cities of the midwestern states.

We will rise from the sun-baked south.

We will rebuild, reconcile and recover,

and every known nook of our nation and

and every corner called our country,

our people diverse and beautiful will emerge,

battered and beautiful

When day comes we step out of the shade,

aflame and unafraid.

The new dawn blooms as we free it.

For there is always light,

if only we’re brave enough to see it

If only we’re brave enough to be it.



Trump’s Limp Kwanzaa Message

Happy Kwanzaa, Ladies. Happy 2021.

I know today you’re celebrating the last day of Kwanzaa and the new year.  But, I had to stop and ask: Did you see that limp Kwanzaa message Trump had the nerve to post? He posted it on December 26, the first day of Kwanzaa.

I looked at it, and I thought, why bother?

Why pretend that you care? You don’t.

We will know it’s truly a new year when Joe Biden is inaugurated as president January 20th. There will be a collective sigh of relief.  Of course, the U.S. is still horribly divided; there are people working to overthrow our democracy and COVID is running rampant.  But, let us start with hope and not let this limp message take the light out of our new year.


The First Lady and I send our best wishes to all those observing Kwanzaa.

For many, today marks the first day in a weeklong celebration of African culture and heritage.  As families, friends, and communities light the Kinara over the next 7 days, our Nation honors the indelible contributions of African Americans to the strength and vitality of the United States.




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It’s only fitting that as we roll into Christmas week that SuzyKnew! features Jerusalema by South Africa’s DJ Master KG and singer Nocembo Zikode. This uplifting song with a religious feel came out late last year and went viral during the COVID lockdown – with over 200 million views on YouTube in less than a year.

Most people don’t understand what the song, which is mostly in Zulu, means but get that the song must be “religious-leaning” because of the title and the singers keep saying “Jerusalema.”  The song has been called “a COVID Anthem” that brings joy in the midst of grim times.  Everyone wants to dance to it and dance challenges have sprung up all over.  My office Holiday party featured top leadership shaking a leg to the beat.

The words to Jerusalema mean “Jerusalem is my home, guard me, walk with me, do not leave me here — Jerusalem is my home, my place is not here, my kingdom is not here.”  It’s actually a Zulu gospel song. We all feel like we don’t belong in this COVID (and Trump) nightmare… but somewhere beautiful like Christmas.