Don't you just hate waiting in the check out line and wanting to turn every magazine over so that the cover won't show? Especially the ones that highlights the 50 ways to do something new in the bedroom, every month, which means that adds up to 50 times 12 and who could survive that? It makes you wonder who writes that garbage, who reads that garbage, and why it isn't it in the garden center with all of the other potting soil and manure....
Women should never discuss their bedroom affairs in public, well with one exception. Night gowns can be worn as day wear when layered appropriately. Check out another Plain Jayne ensemble which consists of a long sleeve turtleneck with a satin and lace nightgown on top. I added my favorite maxi cardigan with Western boots and vintage accessories, all thrifted. Now, that's some business that you can share, other than that...I don't wanna hear nor see it!
Don't you just hate it when so-called trend forecasters tell you something that you already know? It's no prediction, but a fact that fitted black turtlenecks will be in style for fall/winter from now until the end of times; unless God sends a year round heat wave. It's also a given that fitted turtlenecks will look great with your favorite denim and black pumps.
Check out how I paired mid-rise Gap jeans with a fitted Old Navy turtleneck and Jessica Simpson pumps. I topped it with a maxi cardigan and cross body purse. See? There's no need to hire a trend forecaster, unless you just want to create a job for a friend of a friend!
I love this silvery stuff on my head and some days I can't keep my hands out of it; twisting it and coiling it around my fingers like a dreaded newbie. I love the Frederick Douglas side part that I've been sporting. I love how the wind catches it up and flops it down on my sweaty forehead. Then, when it shrinks into a hardened slab of concrete, well I gotta love that too. What I don't love is when women decide that they want to touch it without my permission. Granted, I can understand the intrigue of women of other races, but many Black women should already be familiar with the texture of Black hair.
I've heard that Solange has a new song addressing this "hair raising" issue but I felt a need to compile my own list of why you really should keep your hands to yourself even if your intentions may be harmless:.
1. My hair is my personal property!
Unless you're getting paid for a styling service, "hands off"! Unless I give consent, I don't want anyone touching any part of my body, so no hair molestation either!
2. Your hands are nasty!
After using the restroom, pumping gas, holding your cell phone, touching door knobs, keyboards, etc., your hands have every germ imaginable and I don't need any of your germs added to what has already been trapped in my hair through pollution and yes, by my own hands!
3. It's none of your business if my hair is real or not!
I'll never forget the time that a jealous witch from church dug her fingernails in Loris' scalp just to see if she was wearing weave. Loris claims that her hair has been thin in that area every since! Just know that we're reversing the curse.
4. So, you just wanna see if it's soft!
Again, it's not your hair and not your business.
5. It's for your personal safety too. Should your fingers get trapped inside this kinky, coily, web of locks, just know that I'm not cutting my hair!
Consider yourself warned!
What are your thoughts?
I'm obsessed with what I call "Plain Jane" styles which are classics that can take your wardrobe from "common" to extraordinary in minutes. Plain Jane styles are for the confident women who chooses timeless pieces over modern trends and dresses for each day like as if were a special occasion!
Using Parisian style as my inspiration, I paired a fitted black top with a black evening maxi. I added beige/tan
t-strap spectator pumps, a chain strapped drawstring bag, vintage earrings, and oversized sunglasses!
A few days ago, my thrifted navy blue Ralph Lauren (with the crest) made its debut with a mustard colored tee, high waist denim, tan shoes, vintage Coach and today it's back for another performance. This time the same blazer and jeans were paired with a blue/white top from Land's End, RL British tan pumps, and navy leather bag with chain strap from Banana Republic.
With classics, it's easy to reinvent styles using the same pieces and no one will ever be the wiser. And...even if they did know that you wore certain pieces twice in a week's time, that means you're getting a lot of attention!
Today's marks the end of our 30 days/30 bags challenge and boy have I learned a lot about Coach, Brighton, and Dooney & Bourke vintage bags. The serial numbers of Coach bags can determine the style plus the month and year which it was manufactured. It can also help determine if it's counterfeit and I found 3 in my collection. Vintage Brighton bags can be overlooked by bag fanatics. Their serial numbers are registration number which can not be used to determine the style. The hardware can be polished with a jeweler's cloth adding more beauty to the bag. Dooney & Bourke's vintage bags are a bag collector's dream. Their popular saddle bag styles will last for ages! Of all three brands, I would have to say that my favorites are....All of Them!
Here's our bag of the day, a beauty that you've seen before, but good bags deserve an encore!
Vintage black/British tan All Weather Leather Dooney & Bourke drawstring bag!
I feel like hitting the roads with as much fervor as hitting my closets in search fall colors. Where are the gold, rust, plum, and brown palettes which are so typical of this time of year? All I've witnessed thus far are lackluster leaves waiting anxiously for the slightest gust of wind to cast them out their miserable showcase to become food for soil.
I can't help but think of end times and curses. Are trees cursed because of man's sinful nature? Could be. Haven't we omitted God from our government, schools, daily affairs, and our churches? Haven't we called wrong, right and deemed right as wrong? Aren't we guilty of "rushing" seasons with "what's new" fashion antics several months too soon? Haven't we taken fabrics previously reserved for fall, such as leather, suede, corduroy, and wool and now wear them year round? If we are failing to operate in the manner which God requires, obeying His commandments, why should He command nature to bless us with beautiful fall foliage?
It's no wonder, that the only fall beauty I've seen is this thrifted vintage blazer!
Today's feature includes not one, but two vintage All Weather Leather Dooney & Bourke Surrey style equestrian bags. The larger bag is bone with British tan trim and the smaller bag is white with British tan trim. These are classic pebbled leather with brass hardware saddlebag styles!
I managed to conceal the real depth of my discontentment from Loris. When she was around, I put on a smiling face and tried to fix myself up a little and hid those dirty pink flip-flops. She could see the weight gain, but what she couldn't see was the weight that I carried on the inside. She teased me about throwing away my green flip-flops and sure enough they went missing. But, I kept those dirty pink ones hidden but handy.
I stayed out of the camera's eye because I was ashamed of how I looked. I'd much rather snap pictures of the girls or my mannequins instead of myself. I started to let myself really go...head rags, any old outfit, and those pink flip-flops. I hadn't polished my toes the entire summer and that is so unlike me not to have white toenails. Yes, it had gotten that bad. It was so bad that my teenager made comments about my appearance.
When Loris and I started our weight lose plan together, I knew that in a few weeks, I would be on my own because she didn't have much to lose from the start, I made those first weeks count! There was a noticeable difference in how my clothes fit and my attitude. I began to see the old me, the real me again. So, when I looked down and saw ugly toes and dirty flip-flops, I was so ashamed. I got rid of those dirty pink flip-flops, gave myself a pedicure with white toe tips (even thought it's fall), and started dressing up like the real me!
I like what I see when I look in the mirror. I like what I see when I look at my feet. Even though you may find yourself living amongst pigs, the real you is back home waiting for you to return.