Titties Out is about letting it all hang out. It’s a wide open field. I connect it to a grandmother who doesn’t hold back; specifically, my Grandma Dorothy Mae.
OG is the game, and Dorothy Mae was her name. Her Southern belle accent, mixed with the riots of Harlem’s concrete streets, produced a voice to NOT be reckoned with. She was a natural born hustler.
When she said the word ‘tittie,’ you felt the realness, strength, and originality of her love:
“Give the child some tittie.”
“Hold ya titties up babay!”
“Oh lawd! Dem some big titties you got dere.”
“You gotta wear a brassiere now; you growing some titties.”
“I had cancer in this tittie, so I only got one tittie.”
“You betta thank God you got you some titties, damn it!”
The other day I was having a conversation with my mother about the title Titties out Tuesday. She said, “No, don’t use that word. I’m sure you can think of a different word to use… That’s like when Donald Trump said, ‘Grab ‘em by the pussy.’” Immediately, I said, “Okay. Maybe I’ll change it to a better word that starts with a ‘T.’ Like ‘tatas’ or something.”
What’s interesting is, prior to that we were discussing how we need to line up our God-given skills and talents and use them for the purpose they were given. We felt that no circumstances, like the world’s negativity, should distract us from reaching our potential.
The next morning, I was lying in my bed, thinking as I usually do, and I said to myself, “If I change the word ‘titties’ then I am standing against everything this entire website was created for.” This website was created to represent freedom, originality, creativity, and reinvention.
It is supposed to help me open up, so I could share the various angles of myself with confidence.
I want to speak positivity into all those negative principles and ideas. My response is what gives power to the universe, and the universe cannot receive the positive energy I have to give if I am hiding behind all the negativity out there.
Titties Out is about bringing back that openness the way Grandma Dorothy Mae Dupree did. It’s about feeling that same exact relief after taking off that damn bra. It’s about feeling like the confident African village women who know no tittie restraints. The same feeling a guy feels when he gives the balls some air to breathe. It’s about openly expressing sex, relationships—whatever comes to mind—and releasing it however it comes.
Grandma Dorothy Mae always said, “A drunk mind speaks a sober tongue.” Grandma was real loose when she was sippin’ on something. You could always tell because her voice would drag a little more, and she would say, “It’s ALL good.” She never covered it up, not one bit. And even though she was sippin’, she would talk to you with that same tough love. How did it sound? Click on the link below so you can hear it.
“Let dem titties hang to your knees now!
Can’t keep ’em smothered all a tyme!
Some of y’all got da nice youngn ones that perk up to the ceiling.
Shit, some of y’all got dem cock-eyed titties, goin’ in diffnt direction–
it’s all good, ya hea!?
As long as dey healthy, right?
Fellas do whateva you do wit ya balls.
Get ’em licked, play wit ’em.
Scratch our ass cheek sometime…
Yea, right dere, you got it?
Now get the otha cheek… Uh huh. Feels good, doesn’t it?
We all human.
Humans do stupid shit.
If you claim you don’t, you ain’t human.”
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