As much as I have gone on in the past about the importance of putting boundaries in place to protect one’s mental state, for the first time ever, two weeks ago, the opportunity presented itself where I had to be explicit about them.
One of the most callous things we can do to a person who has come forward with allegations of abuse is to dissect the truthfulness of their story solely based on our relationship with the abuser or people closely connected to the abuser.
Privilege is blinding. Sometimes it is hard to recognise because those steeped in it embrace it as a natural way of life, and expect everyone else to just accept its inescapable chaos and unfairness as realities.
Every Black person has a hair story. Whether it is one of garnering ultimate self-acceptance in a society rife with nothing but contempt and ignorance towards the varying types of black hair or one that is replete with the yo-yo attempts of negotiating their way in and out of love with their hair all while simultaneously trying to gain acceptance.
In the most Rihanna way possible, sis made it known a few days ago that she was pregnant; she posed in an oversized pink Chanel jacket, which was left tastefully open to reveal her bump, and paired with baggy jeans, draped in jewels including an encrusted cross.
This past week has been awkward. My sleeping patterns have been misplaced and it felt like I subjected myself to an obscene amount of unnecessary screen time out of boredom.
US-based Guyanese celebrity stylist Ceshanna Andrea Anthony whose work has been featured on American television shows “Love & Hip-Hop” and the “Wendy Williams Show” is preparing to conduct a two-day ‘Everything Lace Master Class’.
“Black eye, black hair, black skin
Black queen stand majestic with the black king
Today I’ll sing you a black song, you need to hear about beautiful black things ‘cause
Most time we hear about black, we hear about black magic and black witches
Black list, black book, black market Black Friday, ya spend off your black riches
I’ve never seen a doctor in black nor seen a black pill fi cure no black people
But I’ve seen bush doctors like Tosh and Marley resurrect like a real black beatle
Malcom, Marcus, Martin
When you see Walter Rodney ask him.”
Seeing clothing by Trinidadian fashion designer Meiling gracing the pages of Harper’s Bazaar US this week served as a gentle reminder of the soulfulness that is the Caribbean aesthetic.