Your Square Peg was stressed. And has been for a while. So I made a much-needed appointment for this past Saturday with my masseuse (it's kind of awesome to have a masseuse, huh?) at Solace Day Spa, a nice establishment here in our area. And let me tell you, which you know I will: it was …
you are full of wonder.
This song came up on the ole iPod shuffle this morning. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uid5MZnHSsE Briefly, Emeli Sande is right up there with Lupita in terms of amazing women that I want to have coffee with and talk about our hopes, dreams, and favorite novels. And maybe raid their closets. In other words, I'm slightly obsessed. If you …
Umbrellas.
Unlike Southern California, it really doesn't rain in West Africa. With the exception of the Harmattan season, where I have sweet memories of my mom gently rubbing lip balm across my lips to protect against the dry, windy weather outside, nothing really disrupted the hot, sunny days back home. Imagine the interesting reaction me and …
Maya.
Fabu Fashion Tuesday
I just keep changing things up, huh? Let's just agree that Fabu Fashion can happen any day. Anyway, wanted to share a few outfit deets on my wedding ensemble from this past weekend. Dress - Dress Barn. I wanted something summery and cute for the wedding, and this dress definitely fit the bill. I think …
The Wedding.
Like I said, I chose to be joyful. On Saturday, two of my friends got married. It was a lovely wedding--sweet, simple, understated. I got to see good friends and family and dance these weak knees into lovely oblivion. And, if you're wondering... Overall, I was happy. Inside this mind and heart, however, was a …
choices.
Further elaboration to come in Monday's post. Nevertheless, wherever you are, whatever you're doing today, choose joy.
Mr. Pitt.
Not this Mr. Pitt. This one. I'll refrain from typing too many adjectives about him or going too far with this. Just know that I fell in love with him when I was 15. It was during this scene …
This Curvy Square Peg?
Last night, as I stepped into my friend's car for us to head to an appointment, she regarded me with a blank expression on her face and said the following: Friend: I almost didn't recognize you when you came out of the house. Me: Huh? Friend: That pencil skirt, that blouse. You have curves! WHY HAVE …
here we go.
Was this post a result of an insensitive comment thrown in my direction by another woman who felt the need to share her very unsolicited opinions about my hair to me? Perhaps. Opinions. Ain't. Facts. I cannot stress this enough, party people. Furthermore: 1. The fact that you don't care for my afro? Means nothing. …
This Square Peg. 