Nine Fabulous Summer Polishes

Nail Polish Collage

 

First off, I just want to apologize for the cornball ass title but my creative juices were running dry this week. After last week’s little rant, I’m back at it with your scheduled content, and this week I decided to try something different and do a lil’ nail polish post. In the summer I know y’all want your nails to be looking fly as fuck, so I created a small compilation of my favorite hues for the summer. 

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Black Lives Matter: A Callout Post

Honestly, when I woke up and read about Philando Castile, tiredness washed over me. And then it was just a feeling of despair.

I’m tired of a lot of things. I’m tired of being broke all the time. I’m tired of the shitty suburb I live in. I’m tired of black men and women being brutally murdered by the police. My people are being killed by the police and their murders are being sanctioned by the people who are supposed to protect them.

The police are supposed to protect and serve. For a long time, I believed that. I believed that our lily-white police force was going to protect and serve my black ass just like they protect and serve white people on the daily. Wrong.

Looking back, my naivety was laughable. As I grew up, I noticed more and more differences in the way my mother and I were treated in comparison to our white neighbors. One night, I remember my  mother being stopped for driving too slow. The police then accused her of driving drunk even though my mother had never touched a drop of alcohol in her damn life. They arrested her and took her to the police station. That was the first time in my life that I had truly felt fear. The whole time this was happening, I just remember my hands shaking profusely and my teeth chattering. Those feelings have still stuck with me after many years. That night was when I realized I couldn’t truly trust the police.

When the police are killing my people simply for existing, how can I trust them? When Philando Castile was shot in front of his girlfriend and daughter, how can I trust the police? When Alton Sterling was shot for selling CDs, how can I trust the police? When Sandra Bland was shot for no fucking reason, how can I trust the police? Everyday when I turn on the news, I hear about another black person being murdered. If the people who are supposed to protect and serve the people are brutalizing and murdering the people, how can I trust the damn police?

As a black woman living in America, I feel disgusted. I’ve been disgusted since Michael Brown’s murder. I”ve been disgusted since Sandra Bland’s murder. I’m disgusted with a country that allows black people to be murdered because they’re black. The fact that blackness is inherently viewed as a threat sickens me. I want this to change. I want to not feel afraid of the police. Sometimes, I pretend that America really upholds its values of equality, liberty, and justice. Then I wake up, turn on the news, and hear of another black person being murdered by the police. The facade of liberty and justice for all is shattered once again.

 This is a beauty and fashion blog. However, I’m not going to write a review of fucking skincare products when my people are in danger. Silence in the face of opression is violence. Staying silent about black people being systematically murdered indicates that you have taken the side of the oppressor. It indicates that you could give two solitary shits about institutional racism. I understand that as a beauty blogger, a fashion blogger, a lifestyle blogger, or whatever type of blogger you are, you’re trying to preserve a brand. Get sponsorships. Become famous. Make money. And that’s fine. Whatever. But at the same time, is it that hard to simply acknowledge that black people are being murdered in the streets? Is it that hard to tweet #blacklivesmatter, or to make an Instagram post. Even a fucking Facebook post would be better than sitting on your ass just for the sake of preserving your “brand.” In the face of violence, your silence is defeaning and condones what’s happening to American citizens.

Next week, I’ll be back at it with your scheduled posts. But this week, I needed to rant and get shit off my mind. If I just ignored what was happening to my people, I would be a complete damn hypocrite. In fact, I would’ve been somewhat disgusted with myself. Moreso, I’m disgusted with the fact that some of the people who call themselves “influencers” can’t use their platforms to bring light to the systematic racism that is the American police system.  As long as I run this struggle blog, I’ll always continue to speak out on what my people have to endure in this shitty country. On an ending note, always remember that #blacklivesmatter. Always.

 

Bougie Fashion Finds: Part Deux

As I was digging in the depths of my mind for a new blog post that wasn’t complete and utter shit, it came to me. I scrolled through my blog for it and then I found it: an old post called ‘Bougie Fashion Finds.‘  Because the 4th of July is right around the corner and my favorite stores are literally pulling sales out of their asses, I decided to continue my Bougie Fashion Finds series after abandoning it for other shit. I hope y’all noticed how I used the French word for two instead of using, good ol’ American. I’m trying to transform this blog into a transracial, transethnic, and multicultural blog in an attempt to snatch up some sponsorships and become internet famous. Anyways, let’s just jump right into this post with my first bougie selection!

The Silk Panel Top

 

 

COS is literally my dream store and its aesthetic makes my mouth water.  Unfortunately, I’m broke and usually can’t afford anything from here, but COS is having a 50% off sale and I ordered this beautiful silk panel v-neck top. Layered pieces have never really been my thing because I usually find them tacky, unflattering, and just a mess in general, but I really adored this piece because of the contrasting materials in one color. Pastel blue is one of my favorite colors, and the hue of this shirt looked beautiful on the website. The slightly boxy fit is also appealing, because I find that a lot of tops like this have no shape and I end up looking like I threw a fucking trash bag on and called it a day. For $50, this is a great steal and I’m hoping it lasts a long ass time.

 

The Romper

 

 

I’m very ‘meh’ on rompers. Some of them look amazing and some look like a complete damn mess, but I honestly could give two fucks about the perfect romper to add to my wadrobe. After a long day of internet fuckery, I found this piece on Loft’s website, and I just fell in love with the romper. The floral detailing + the rust orange color + the v-neck = a flawless one-piece. It was like lust at first sight. I almost shelled out the $79.50 the romper would’ve originally cost because I liked this piece so much, but Loft pulled through with that 4th of July sale, and I got to buy it for half off. Shout out to the 4th of July, because them sales have been leaving my wallet happy, and my inner shopaholic happy.

 

The Frayed Hem Denim Shorts

 

 

When it was about 3000 fucking degrees outside, I searched my struggle wardrobe for a pair of denim shorts to throw on. I made a horrifying discovery: I didn’t have any decent shorts. The only shorts I had were these ugly ass shorts I bought from the dollar store because I had nothing else to wear. Lemme tell y’all, these shorts were ugly as fuck and I wouldn’t be caught dead wearing them outside of my house. On the flip side, these shorts from Mixxmix were exactly what I needed for the summer heat. High waisted shorts give my nonexistent ass some life and these fit the bill. The frayed ends were also appealing considering I’m not the biggest fan of a rolled up hem. What really made these a bougie fashion find was the price: These shorts were only $21.30 and right now Mixxmix has them on sale for $17.04!

 

The Wrap Dress

 

 

 

I absolutely love a cute ass dress and Aritzia came the fuck through with what I was looking for. Usually, I take one look at Aritzia and cry tears of blood because everything is so damn expensive, but today was the day y’all. It was the day I actually purchased something from Aritzia. My dress collection is composed of fancy ass dresses for fancy ass occassions, and I just wanted something I could throw on and carry on with the rest of my day. This dress fit the bill. The grey color is subdued while the wrapped hem at the bottom makes the dress seem more sophisticated then it actually is. Also, the fit was lovely and I’m always up for purchasing a bodycon dress that makes me look and feel great.

 

The Short Crochet Top

 

 

When I think crochet, I used to think of needles, yarn, and struggling. I was complete shit at crocheting y’all. This top gives crochet a new meaning. Instead of serving y’all a fresh, heaping plate of struggle, this top is serving up fresh boho vibes.When I first saw this on Zara’s website, I scrolled past it mainly because of my fear of halter tops and my aversion to crocheted shit. On second glance though, I could feel the top calling to me and my empty wallet. For $9.99, there wasn’t much to lose and I’ll be slaying heauxs on the beach in my lil’ top.

 

So that concludes my second ‘Bougie Fashion Finds’ post and I actually think I won’t abandon it like I do with the rest of my ideas. As usual, any constructive criticism is welcomed and encouraged. What are your recent fashion finds? Any favorite new things you’ve purchased? Leave a comment below letting me know, because this girl wants to know about new fashionable shit you’ve found.