...she has given me life. Liiiiife. Ride your vélo in those awesome heels, my lovely Parisienne. Rock your style. I love this. Happy Wednesday.
Blogvember #7: Oh, am I blushing?
I think the last time I wore blush was sometime in my late teens when I officially got the green light from the Moms to start wearing makeup. Since my abundance of teen magazines provided everything from makeup tips to how to get that guy to notice you (no comment), I basically put everything on …
Blogvember #2: Deliverance.
Back in the day, I was a proud purveyor of the poker face. Betraying nothing on the surface while all kinds of madness/side eye/frustrations went on underneath. Perhaps it was a by-product of growing up painfully shy: I didn't want anyone to notice me anyway, so it wasn't necessary to communicate, even via my face, …
that skin(care) thing.
By now, you get that I like when things are low key and simple, right? Low maintenance rocks my quiet world. I watched a YouTube video today about skincare products and was reminded of just that: when it comes to skincare and beauty regimens, you can imagine how utterly unfussy I am. If it takes …
here.
Yes, I moved. Yes, I hitched up my lady pantaloons and made the decision to start over with new people, new new places, and new things. Yes, I wept when leaving my mother, my brothers, and my sister. Yes, I continued to weep on and off days after arriving in the Dallas area (specifically Carrollton) and …
Geneviève.
That's the name I've given my wig. SN: wigs are like sliced bread when it comes to my eternal love and devotion. I can slap a wig cap over my two-strand twists that I didn't feel like taking out--which is exactly what's going on as we e-speak--and transform my entire look for the day. Pretty …
because I’m petty.
No other way to say it. I just am. Anywho, I wrote this brief essay/diatribe. Happy Tuesday. Miss Petty Boots 2016 You don’t recognize me, do you? You’re doing that I’m trying to place that face squint with the head tilt to the side, as if the re-positioning of your head and narrowing of your …
Goals.
Chair goals. Book shelf goals. Head wrap goals. Recreating-this-photo-in-my-apartment-one-day goals. I mean. Come on. For a proud melanin lady who loves books and sitting on her growing derrière (thank you, squats) and red lippy, this photo is everything. Incidentally, yesterday was National Book Lovers Day. I certainly hope you celebrated by sniffing some books and …
30 Days.
Recall our discussion about comfort zones and the changes looming in my life. Well, hear ye, hear ye... I'm moving! After nearly 30 years of living in Somewheres, VA, in 30 days, I will be moving to the Dallas, Texas area. Since revealing this news to my family and friends, I've received responses that range from shock …
Pinspirations.
Hi, there. So I went to Pinterest a few weeks ago to get some ideas for my next protective style. As you know, I've been protective styling it more often than not, ever since my crochets in February. After deciding that I wanted some cornrows, I eventually descended into the sweet Pinterest rabbit hole, where you …
This Square Peg. 