Style Sunday: Easter Weekend Outfits…

Style Sunday: Easter Weekend Outfits…

Hey y’all! Quick post today! Just wanted to share some of the outfits I wore this weekend. Any holiday is a reason to “dress up”  for me, so this is what I threw together for this Easter Weekend!

Outfit One : Good Friday Service: 

Anybody who knows me, knows I can be a little bit extra when it comes to my fashion. I definitely like to make a statement with my outfits. What better way to make a statement, than to throw a fascinator on! 🙂

I paired a knee length black pencil skirt from Forever 21 with a cream wide strap tank top. I found in my closet a red quilted semi bomber jacket that I purchased at a  store called Urban Behaviour many many  years ago. The fascinator was ordered when I was part of a bridal party for a bridal shower off of the Aliexpress website for something ridiculously cheap as $4.00 or something! I paired my old faithful black booties from Payless and off I went.

My makeup was kept simple. Foundation Nars “Benares”, Laura Mercier setting powder, Maybelline Unstoppable eyeliner in “Onyx” and Stila liquid lipstick in “Beso”.

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Outfit 2: Good Friday Dinner/ Easter Concert

I needed an outfit that was casual enough for family dinner, yet stylish enough for an event in the evening.  I chose my favourite pair of high waisted  distresed skinny jeans from the Old Navy Curvy Collection. I  paired these jeans with a mustard yellow bodysuit with a keyhole opening  at the front. I placed a white bralette underneath for modesty 🙂  I threw on some 2 inch nude pumps to dress it up a little, as well as a rose gold watch from Guess. My makeup was the same as above, with just a lipstick change. I wore the Kat Von D Everlasting lipstick in “Crucifix”

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Outfit Three: Easter Sunday Morning Church!

I wore a plum body con dress with cold shoulder detailing from Forever 21. I paired it with a long camel coloured vest purchased at a store called ” Sirens”. I added my rose gold Guess watch and flower earrings as accessories and beige lace up pumps from Aldo on my feet!

Makeup was basic. No change except my lip colour which was Stila’s  “Chianti” and a little Kylie Cosmetics “Chocolate Cherry” highlight on my cheeks. IMG_4519.JPG

What did you wearing on this beautiful Easter weekend? Let me know, and remember…

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xoxo

 

Monday Motivation: The First Time I Realized I Was Black…

Monday Motivation: The First Time I Realized I Was Black…

Hey guys!

A friend of mine posted on her Facebook page a video from CNN.com with the hashtag, #realizediwasblack. This series CNN is loosely based on the works of WEB Du Bois literary book entitled, ” The Souls of Black Folk”. CNN asked celebrities of colour to recount their stories of the first time they realized they were black. I was captivated and this led me to think about my own “discovery” ( for lack of a better word). Here is my story:

As a young black girl, you know the struggle of “wash day”. Wash day was usually on Saturday  when your mom would wash, chiney bump ( aka bantu knot) blow dry, grease and either braid or style your hair for the week. Now as a young black girl, with thick natural hair, this could be a whole day process! Nevertheless, week after week this had to be done, and week after week I would go to school and see my kinky coils and compare them to the silky ringlets of many of my peers( I mean besides me and my cousin, there were no other black girls in our school at the time)  I wanted my hair to flow down my back like theirs did! I never took into consideration that my hair didn’t operate like that.

Now every so often, my mom would use the hot comb and press out my hair ( mostly to make it easier for her to manage and manipulate) and when she did that I felt like a superstar. My hair was “flat” and laying down my back like my friends.

My mom and dad worked the early shift. Which left me on my own to get ready and get myself off to school at a pretty young age ( don’t judge lol this was over 2 decades ago where it was socially acceptable  and much safer for kids to be home alone and  walk to school by themselves) Every morning, I would get up, get ready and meet my cousin at the corner and off to school we would walk together. I  must have been about 7 or 8 years old at the time.

One particular time,  my mom pressed my hair and had just left it in a simple ponytail without the usual frills and ribbons and clips. I saw this as my opportunity to “wear my hair down” . So when I got to school, I had my cousin take out my ponytail and brush out my hair and help me put on a headband.  I strutted like a peacock into that classroom and was met with stares….

Immediately I began to feel funny.. Why was everyone staring at me? and then it happened …One of my  peers looked at me and said, “Eww Sophia! Why does your hair look like that? It looks so weird!” I was confused! I was embarrassed. I ran out of the classroom and straight to the restroom. When I got there to my horror, my “beautiful” silky pressed hair had reverted back to its natural afro by way of humidity! I didn’t yet understand  that my hairs texture was not conditioned to stay in its silky state.  I had never noticed before the immense difference between my hair and the rest of the girls in my class, and the fact that my peers first reaction to my hair was “Eww” really hurt me!

I ran to my cousins class ( she was a few years older than me) and begged her to put my hair back in a ponytail. But we were kids whose moms still did our hair, so we had no idea what we were doing! Needless to say,I didn’t look like a child who’s parents even glanced at them before they walked out the door.

Finally, recess came. Outside we went…. and then something happened that really put the nail in the coffin of this awful day… and probably solidified my understanding that I was different.. and that people are going to judge me because of that.  We were playing races. I was naturally fast , so I easily beat this one boy. I ran and gave my friends high fives and then the boy that I beat turns to me and says, ” You’re so ugly and your hair is ugly. You like poo!” Go back to Africa!

I stared at him and burst into tears and ran into the bathroom and hid. I stayed there for the rest of recess and pondered what he had said. Was I really ugly? Was my hair ugly too? How could I go back to Africa, when I had never been there in the first place?

Naturally, I was glum for the rest of the day. I had completely forgotten about my hair until my mom came home and saw my head and said, “What happened to your hair???!” ( she was not pleased) So I had to tell her my whole days ordeal. She looked at me and said, “Well Sophie, remember you’re black. You’re not like them and every opportunity they get , they are going to remind you of that.” So off to the bathroom we went, where she re-washed and styled my hair and  I never did that again.

When I got older and got my hair relaxed, I enjoyed the easiness of “wash day” but relaxed hair was never really for me. That’s why in 2007 after being a bridesmaid in my god brothers wedding and having my hair gelled up and slicked for an updo, I washed all that gunk out of my hair.. grabbed a pair of scissors… and cut it all off! I called my girl and she hooked me up with some braids, and I never relaxed my hair again! Almost ten years no relaxer! Best decision ever. Now don’t get me wrong, when it comes to hair care I AM LAZY! I hate washing it .I hate taking care of it, so weave and wigs and braids are right up my alley. But don’t get it twisted ! I love my natural hair  that God blessed me with and I don’t think I would ever relax it again!

Now my mom always instilled in me that I was black and that I was to be black and proud! Never let any one of any race or culture make me feel like I was less than!  She always taught me that my black is beautiful and that I am perfect just the way God made me. I wish more young black girls had strong examples in their lives, that encourage them to love the skin they’re in and embrace their melanin! 🙂  Sadly, many young girls live a world where they have been taught ( or forced) to feel less than beautiful… less than powerful.. less than important… less than valuable!

I want every black young lady ( and gentlemen) to know that YOU ARE IMPORTANT!  YOU MATTER! BE PROUD OF WHO YOU ARE!!

Psalms 139:13-14 says: For You formed my inward parts; You wove me in my mother’s womb. I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Wonderful are Your works, And my soul knows it very well. 

God makes no mistakes! You are you for a reason, for a purpose!

You’re fearfully and wonderfully made so be black and be proud!

I think the amazing James brown said it best 🙂  ( take a listen)

Have an amazing Monday!

xoxo

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Black Woman, Did You Know That You’re a Queen…

Black Woman, Did You Know That You’re a Queen…

Hey guys!

Happy Monday! This weekend I was sidelined by a nasty cold that just drained all the energy from me,  so please excuse the lack of activity this past week!( and probably this one too… sorry in advance)! However,  I did mange to get out to the movies to watch “Hidden Figures” and boy am I glad that I did! What an amazing film! I encourage all women ( especially women of colour) to run out and watch this film! So empowering! I also watched the Golden Globes and was honoured to watch great talent like Viola Davis and Tracee Ellis Ross receive accolades for their work in film and television this award season… all of which inspired me to write this piece. Enjoy!

(Side note: All women are queens and are to be honoured and revered. I am a woman of colour and so often we are overlooked and overshadowed! This is just a special reminder to them)

 

Black Woman, did you know that you’re a Queen?
From the kinky coils of your hair  and the melanin in your skin

Skin rich as cocoa or with a caramel hue
Yellow toned beauties and deep tones too

Black Woman did you know that you are strong?
Your strength overpowers all those who have done you wrong.

Like the person who told you, you’d never be enough
Or the ones who did everything to make life rough…

Black Woman did you know that you are smart?
Your  mind is truly an impeccable piece of art!

Your wisdom surpasses them all
You turn the largest problems into nothing at all!!

Black Woman be proud
Hold your head up high

For although they may limit you
Your destiny is reaches far beyond the sky…

Black woman you were born to persevere
Through every adversity every toil, every fear

However, some black women must have forgot
That they were born to wear a crown and not to be a thot

Or a passing thought , a fleeting memory of someone not worthy
Black woman let them marvel at your beauty !

See, a black woman gave birth to a black woman who gave birth to a black woman and that woman is me…

Determined to be everything God intended me to be
A perfect design made in His own image … Black Woman take ownership of your royalty!

Black Woman…. did you know that you’re a  Queen?

Rich
Regal
Royal….

YOU…ARE…A…QUEEN! and don’t ever let anyone tell you different!

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Thanks for taking the time to stop by the blog tonight! Pray my strength so I can get back to regular scheduled posting! Until next time! xoxo
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Charm is deceptive, and beauty does not last;
    but a woman who fears the Lord will be greatly praised.”

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(I figured this song was appropriate for tonight! 🙂

Disclaimer: The image used  in my featured image,  is an image found on Pinterest. I do not take ownership for the image.) 

Style Sunday: The One With The Purple Dress…

Style Sunday: The One With The Purple Dress…

Hi guys!

I had a super busy weekend and I am beat( like I just woke up from a “nap”) hence the lateness of this post! I just wanted to jump on here really quick to share an outfit I wore to a birthday dinner ( Happy birthday Kacy! xo)

I literally walked into Forever 21 to pick up a pair of knee high socks and as I was walking in, this little dress caught my eye! I’m all about comfort this season, less layering, basic one piece outfits!

The dress is in the colour “Aubergine” which is just a fancy way of saying eggplant aka purple! Purple is my number one favorite colour so any opportunity to add purple to my wardrobe, i’ll take it! I especially love the shoulder cut-out details on this piece.

 

Open-Shoulder Midi Dress

This dress retails for $24.90. You can purchase it here ( click link)

img_2529-1I paired mine with some simple black booties from Payless. Comfort was key as I had to do a bit of walking from where we parked to the actual restaurant. ( the joys of dining in downtown Toronto… lol)  I added a gold statement necklace from Aldo Accessories. My makeup was simple but I had to add a bold lip ( Stila’s “Chianti”) and a little glow from my Becca x Jaclyn Hill glow palette ( guys… this palette is BAE)

The food was good ( will do a post on it soon) at the Cactus Club Cafe. The vibe was good and the company even better!

I think aubergine is going to be  a staple colour in my wardrobe this season? What about you guys? What will you be wearing?

Have a stylish week!
xoxo

Monday Motivation: Iron Sharpens Iron….

Monday Motivation: Iron Sharpens Iron….

Hey guys!

I hope your weekend was filled with good weather, good food and good company! Mine certainly was!

Quick blog post today because I am in the midst of one my busiest weeks so far this year. However, today, one of my “little sisters”  turned 21 years old today. I knew it was coming but I never anticipated it hitting me so hard! Would you believe I was an emotional wreck this morning,( as I also was 2 years ago when my other 2 “little sisters” turned 21…)  Now, by no means am I that much older( there is less than 10 years between us) but I literally feel like she was my baby. I mean she was the first diaper I ever changed ( at 9 years old) the kid I used to pinch to wake up so I could take care of her, the kid who stole food from my plate ( she’s still doing this!) and broke  my chain! ( lol)

So today, as I sat and reflected on this, the scripture passage found in Proverbs 27:17 (NLT)  came to me and it reads:

“As iron sharpens iron,
so a friend sharpens a friend.”

What does that even mean? Let’s break this down in the easiest way possible. If you have two knives, and both are dull, what’s the easiest way to sharpen them? ( without the use of a fancy knife sharpener 😛 ) Rubbing them together of course! When the blades are sharp, each knife becomes more effective and usable. The term “iron sharpens iron” is a true example of partnership. As Christians, fellowship is extremely important. As human beings, we thrive on fellowship (friendship and unity), and when we are engaging in healthy fellowship, it becomes very difficult for one to stumble and fall and stay down, because there will always be someone there to pick you up. Ultimately, Jesus is always there to pick you up spiritually but sometimes you literally need someone to pick up, dust you off and set you straight!

I began to think to myself, have I done enough to ensure that my “iron” is sharpening their “irons” . I’m by no means perfect,but I hope my journey has encouraged them to strive towards better! It is my responsibility  as a big sister to live a life that is pleasing to God and a life that sets an example spiritually,mentally, emotionally and beyond! I pray that I will always be able to live up to this great responsibility.

I think the song ” Count on Me” by Bruno Mars is so fitting today! The lyrics read:

If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea,
I’ll sail the world to find you
If you ever find yourself lost in the dark and you can’t see,
I’ll be the light to guide you

Find out what we’re made of
When we are called to help our friends in need

You can count on me like 1 2 3
I’ll be there
And I know when I need it I can count on you like 4 3 2
You’ll be there

Cause that’s what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah

Woooooooh, Woooooooh
Yeah, Yeah

If you’re tossing and you’re turning and you just can’t fall asleep,
I’ll sing a song beside you
And if you ever forget how much you really mean to me,
Everyday I will remind you, ohh

Find out what we’re made of
When we are called to help our friends in need

You can count on me like 1 2 3
I’ll be there
And I know when I need it I can count on you like 4 3 2
You’ll be there
Cause that’s what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah

Wooooooh, Wooooooh
Yeah, Yeah

You’ll always have my shoulder when you cry
I’ll never let go, never say goodbye

You know you can count on me like 1 2 3
I’ll be there
And I know when I need it I can count on you like 4 3 2
You’ll be there
Cause that’s what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah

Oohhhh, ohhhhh
You can count on me cause I can count on you ❤

I love y’all and just know, near or far my iron will ALWAYS sharpen yours! # GDC forever!

Oldie but a goodie!!
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Ps: Happy birthday “Mamud”

xoxo

Phenomenal Woman…That’s Me…

Phenomenal Woman…That’s Me…

Phenomenal…

“very remarkable; extraordinary”

This week has been an extremely tiring week. So here it is, Saturday afternoon ,I’ve poured myself a glass of wine, popped some popcorn and have cancelled all plans for this evening! This social butterfly is clipping her wings for the night.

As I sit here in a total relaxed state of mind, my mind ran on a poem by the great Maya Angelou ( 1928-2014) “Phenomenal Woman”. It reads:

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size   
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,   
The stride of my step,   
The curl of my lips.   
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,   
That’s me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,   
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.   
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.   
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,   
And the flash of my teeth,   
The swing in my waist,   
And the joy in my feet.   
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Men themselves have wondered   
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,   
They say they still can’t see.   
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,   
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.   
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.   
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,   
The bend of my hair, 
the palm of my hand,   
The need for my care.   
’Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
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I think this is a poem that all young women( especially women of colour) should read and let resonate within their souls.
Even the most confident of people have days when they look in the mirror and they don’t like what they see. Or don’t think they are good enough to match up to society’s standards. Let’s be honest,speaking as a woman of colour, the media doesn’t always paint us in a great light or give us the best role models to look up to ( i.e: the fist fighting, profanity laden,promiscuous  women of shows like “Basketball Wives” or “Bad Girls Club”.)
Unfortunately, role models like this seem to be the norm these days as opposed to great women like Dr Maya Angelou. Women are striving to “get money” and “land the richest baller” instead of getting an education and becoming a woman of formidable character.
But why is that? Why is it that some of us women choose to be validated by society, instead of inherently knowing that we are good enough. I too have struggled with this. I used to ( and still do at times) find it hard to accept that I’m good enough or that I’m worthy of my accolades or even worthy of love. Whenever something good happens, it’s like I’m waiting for the shoe to drop and all of it to be taken away because I don’t feel like I’m deserving of it.
Does anybody else find it hard to receive compliments? It’s not that I don’t appreciate them… It’s almost that I’m embarrassed to accept them. Again, why is that?
When i struggle with that concept I am inclined to re-read Psalms 139 specifically verses 13-14 which read:(https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm+139&version=NIV)
13 For you created my inmost being;
    you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
    your works are wonderful,
    I know that full well.
I have to delight in the fact before I existed God had a plan for me. Little old me!  We often place of self-worth on the premise of what society thinks of us instead of looking at the bigger picture. God gave up his one and only child on a cross to die to save humanity. If that isn’t a reminder of how treasured we are then I don’t know what is!
Even on my lowest of days I have to give thanks simply because of that.
I’m reminded of a quote from the movie “The Help”  that simply states, “You is kind. You is smart. You is important”. I even encourage the kids in my class to wrap their arms around themselves and repeat this as often as they can! ( I do it too!)
Sometimes you have to look in the mirror and remind yourself You is kind. You is smart. You is important…. Phenomenal Woman… That’s You!! ❤
Shout out to all the phenomenal women in my life! Love you dearly!
xoxo
This weeks song reflection: