Church means something so different to me as an adult. Growing up, I couldn’t wait to go because it meant seeing my friends. In high school and college, I felt obligated to go. Now as an adult, “church” is wherever I experience God. These days, when I do attend a service, I’m glad I can go dressed down. No more “church clothes”. Lol.
This year, I’ve decided that I’m going to wear my good stuff. At my old job, I was on my feet a lot, so I wore flats the majority of the time. I’ve neglected my heels for far too long. It’s time to put them to good use.
Sunday, I made brunch plans with my new friend, who is an interior designer, Niki. I met her via social media a long while ago but we first met in person at my first blog event last year. I was so excited to see another shorty, lol. Anyway, I wanted to catch up with her because she’s awesome and has an AWESOME story, and to eat, of course.
If you’re familiar with my blog, you are well aware that I change my hairstyle quite often. This past weekend was no different. I’ve been wanting to update the color in my hair for a while now. I finally did it and the results have grown on me. My hair is now a few shades of brown, ombre style. I’ll probably go a little brighter eventually but this is it for now.
Diamonde Williamson, founder of Pledge to be Bella, put on yet another successful women to watch event. I admire her so much because she is a go getter. She speaks life into her dreams and ultimately receives everything she asks for and more. She loves loves loves to empower women and it genuinely shows. I appreciate her so much for connecting women in Atlanta. Much success to you, boo.
I spent my evening at Bevello with some lovely ladies, shopping and chatting it up about style and fashion. Hosted by stylist and blogger, Erin Whitlock Brown from Brains of the Outfit blog, the evening was primarily focused on polishing your professional style. Special thanks to Dry Bar, NARS Cosmetics, The Posh Spot and Photo Says Hello for all the awesome gifts and services.
Everyone keeps asking me if I’m moving to Dallas. At first I was like dang, I can’t take a vacation? Lol. Then I realized, oh, I’ve been saying for years that I would move to Texas (when I never even visited the place). Now that I have visited, I’ve decided that I could live in Texas temporarily, but not forever.
I’m not sure why I thought I could live in Houston. Maybe because of their Nigerian population and because Queen B is from there but uh, no. When I touched down at William Hobby airport, I rented a car and headed out for some sight-seeing while waiting on a friend. While I was driving on the highway, I saw palm trees…in Texas. The whole area reminded me of Orlando. Being that I’ve spent the first 14 years of my life in South Florida, I don’t want to move to a place that reminds me of it. Been there, done that. Overall, it just wasn’t a place I could really see myself enjoying.
It’s over. You guys came and supported me (with a five-day notice, no less), and I’m extremely grateful. I’ve learned so many lessons from hosting my first blog event. I’ll share some in a bit but first, my thank you’s.
None of this would be possible without my planner, Tara, who got me the wonderful event space. Thank you for your patience with my moments of frustration. Thank you to Yolanda of Iwi Fresh for reminding me to relax and providing WONDERFUL service for all of my guests. Thank you to Erica Cross of Sweet Bites Boutique for the tasty cake pops. With my favorite color and cute pearls, to boot! Thank you to Kevin Taylor of Kevin Taylor Photography for the lovely photos below. I never even noticed you taking any of the candid shots. Great eye! Thank you Carol’s Daughter for all of the many samples for the gift bags. My hair is loving the Monoi oil and Chocolat blow dry cream. Thank you to Aaren Camille of Camille’s Closet for the nail polish that I raffled off. None of this would be possible without you all. I hope you all enjoyed the Oyin Handmade hair products that I provided in the gift bags as well.
Most importantly, THANK YOU ALL for showing up and getting pampered. Because this was an interactive event, getting a service done was part of the fun.
If you didn’t know about Iwi Fresh before, you know now. Support your local businesses financially, not just verbally.
Last Wednesday, I got to chat with an incredible young woman: the fashionista slash philanthropist, Tai Beauchamp. She wears many hats but on that night, she was InStyle magazine’s Style Ambassador at the Macy’s Wardrobe Rush event. We gathered to hear Ms. Beauchamp give us styling tips and answer personal questions as well.
I really love when I meet truly genuine and down to earth celebrities (or maybe she’d prefer to be called a “personality”??).
Anywho, it was a fab event. Food, bubbly and fashionable people. I was even included in a blog for street style. BOOP!
My first ever event. To say that I’m nervous is an understatement. I’m afraid no one will show. But who knows. Maybe you will. Maaaaybe, the cake pops that I’ll be having will be incentive enough?? How about mimosas??? Well, remember to save your paycheck (cuz I know you’re getting paid on Friday) and get a mani and pedi with me.
Please, don’t make me embarrassed
I recently celebrated my two year nappiversary! I totally haven’t posted any pictures yet because…I’m lazy. I did get my hair straightened, though. Friday, I decided to try a curly look using the bantu knot style. I personally think this style looks best on straightened or longer hair. But, do you. Mine came out alright for my first time.
Oh wait, my face. So, I’m pretty much obsessed with wearing pony tails when my hair is straight. For some reason, I don’t know whether it was the gel or humidity, but one side of my hair would not stay in the pony tail. It kept trying to revert to its curly state. Which is how I ended up doing bantu knots.
All I used was Beautiful Textures Moisture Butter on my ends. I two-strand twisted each section, then twisted a second time to wrap it around. I secured each section with pins. Covered with a silk bonnet before bed and that’s it.