Life....

We are all just grown children trying to find our own way in life. Trying to find love. Trying to find peace. Trying to find happiness. Trying to find.... the beauty in living... the best way we know how; using the tools we've been given. Some may have acquired a lot of tools and are well prepared.... and some have not. I'll try to remember this everytime someone says or does something that makes me ask myself WTF?!

Nneka

I can't truly express into words how much I love this girl! I found out about her a few weeks ago and immediately fell in love with "Heartbeat". Then I heard "Africans" and I decided this girl was the truth! Not to mention her hair is fab! I found out that she was going to be in NYC and I immediately ran out and bought a ticket. Her live performance is filled with excitment, honesty and genuine love and deep concern for her home Nigeria. It was a truly moving concert. Best of all, I got to pick up her album "Concrete Jungle" after the concert. This album has been on HEAVY rotation for the past few weeks. Definitely check her out if you like true music with a message.

Power

For the first time, I'm really taking a good look at this video. I'm loving the imagination of it. Pure art and I love it!

Coney Island

Summer Hair/Makeup

Summer Clothes

Ex- Factor

I forgot all about this video until seeing it again last weekend on Vh1 Soul's "soul story" on Saturday morning. What a beautiful video! Miss Lauryn's skin is gorgeous!

Dear Sad, Self-Hating Black Man

Historically you have been the epitome of what America loathed. Big, Black and Strong, you have also been what America feared. You were stomped into the ground, beaten, battered and broken. Accused of crimes that you didn't commit. The first one that the finger was pointed at when wrong was done. We were there for you. You were our Kings and we stood beside you through thick and thin. Cherished your strength and damn it, just loved your presence. You were a reflection of us so therefore we loved you. Loved your skin, your hair, your features. But lately, that same love has been shunned from us. We are no longer good enough...our hair too damn nappy, our skin too damn dark. You gained a little bit of money, education and possessions and suddenly we are not good enough to parade around on the red carpet, meet those closest to you or marry. We are good enough to bear your children but not good enough to take an eternal oath of commitment. Your "preference" is for those who hold physical characteristics of which you do not possess and sadly probably always longed for. A "preference" for those who never looked your way while you were being swallowed up in the pits of the ghetto or the "token Black guy" in your prep school. Parading your "preference" around while also insulting those who look like you does nothing but highlight your insecurities and low self esteem. You are no prize to anyone. Your obvious lack of cultural awareness and pride cannot enrich my life in the least. You will do nothing but reinforce negative stereotypes and teach miseducation to our children. You will do nothing but teach them how to hate everything about themselves; their skin, nose and hair just as you do, thereby continuing the cycle. You will not enhance my life in any way with your general lack of knowledge of self. Therefore, I will swallow any bitterness I feel when I hear, read or see that you do not want me.

Interior Inspirations

Oh, Anthropologie

.....if only I could afford you.....le sigh

Hair Pics