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APPS ARE LIFE | TECH RECS FOR MORE PRODUCTIVITY

I do a lot of things on apps. Sans iPhone I barely answered calls let alone texts. Now, you can catch me staring at my screen like any other basic child of the new millennium. It is what it is.

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TIBI + FIT + YUNA YANG + CLYDEEE | NYFW F17

I had the opportunity to attend New York Fashion Week recently. If you know me or this blog, it's been a very long time coming. Ok, maybe like three years but still it was a plesant surprise to receive my first real invite to a NYFW show, this side of the continent***. I felt truly special, as NYFW  seems to set out to make one feel, with the stark scent of exclusivity. But I also knew almost immediately, I couldn't let the opportunity pass me by. It was practically divine. On the very same day I looked up the dates for this past season's show, was the very same day I ranted about the state of NYFW, and the very same day Yuna Yang sent me an invite. Something much larger than I was at work, so I took heed and followed through with the prompting (Thank you sweet baby Jesus). Yuna Yang



Entering from the End || On ALL NIGHT of LEMONADE by B

I am listening to “All Night” and I am in tears. I am crying from the inside-out. There is no flood, just pain (and healing *rolling eye emoji).



FORurinforMATION.

Listen.
And yes that word counts as a B reference so let's just start there.


NAMING TRUTH

Since the beginning of time...
...whenever that begins for you, life was constructed on a series of choices. Whether in your world Adam had the choice to eat an apple from Eve (Steve? Ada & Eve?), or humans had the choice to dominate their sibling and now deemed lesser than animal counterpart, there is choice. There are decisions being made. During this all too weird, blissful, tiring, and necessary month off from my academic programming and work position, I had time to meditate and reflect, leading me here, to this poignant positioning of choice, will, and decisions as a forefront idea in these coming months.

There is much space for me to be angry. So much space to feel frustrated, and much space to blame others. However, that is too easy. I can also choose to reflect inward, adjusting my own self, my own anger, my own frustrations, and assuming blame for my own behaviour. Of course the world combusts around us with billions trying to navigate it all at once, so this perspective …

WHAT ESCAPED || Finding my 'Rabbit Hole' [3]

Every dreamer might once dream a dream of destiny huddled tightly in a particular idealized place in the universe. Every dreamer might once fail to escape the truths of reality.

As I pause my reading over at Shala's Rabbit Hole, a rabbit hole indeed, I stop to reflect on my own dreams I once held for New York City. We have a relationship, it's just one in which I am still trying to properly put into words. Vocabulary limitations aside, I seem to always dream in location. When I was eight years old moving from Jamaica to The Sates, my mom decided to inform me of said move, the morning of our one-way flight to the new paradise. I said goodbye to my friends and all I had known, with the same amount of shock they probably had, but a lot less sadness. I was stress-free. The concept of home would later become a constant point of contention. It was as if I had such limited time to dream, that it all came flooding at once. I can't tell you what I thought I'd expected at that t…