Showing posts with label rva. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rva. Show all posts

Sunday, September 1, 2013

Southwestern Peekaboo

I found this dress at Marshall's for the low low! $24.99 in the juniors department! I was hesitant to show my tummy, but the cut was very flattering!
Other deets- Earrings and shoes are from fabrik in Carytown
Hair- Wash and go in the back using Shea Moisture products and flat twist out in the front where it won't freaking curl!

Monday, July 29, 2013

Summer Nights in RVA

This past week, one of my BFFs and I decided to go out every night. Here is a quick review:

Monday 
 Buddy's karaoke night: Super fun, mixed age and race crowd, you could tell that most of the patrons were "regulars"
Tuesday 
 Sullivan's and Baja Bean: Very chill at Sully's, most of the people there were from the SCOR teams; The porch at Baja was pretty full, mostly younger crowd
Wednesday 
 Capital Ale Downtown, Tobacco Company: A bit slow at Cap Ale; Tobacco was fun though it was an older (Like 40+) crowd, the bartender was hilarious!
Thursday
Sullivan's: Sully's is pretty much always packed on Thursdays, the music was good, crowd was great and the bartenders were awesome
Friday 
 VMFA Happy Hour, Bar Louie,Toast, Metro, Buddy's: This was my first time at the VMFA Happy Hour and Holy Cheap Stella! I loved it! Bar Louie is so big that the crowd looked sparse. We only stayed at Bar Louie for about 30 minutes. We walked in and out of Toast because it was pretty dead at 11pm. Metro, on the other hand, was TOO packed and we felt old. We headed to Buddy's and chilled there for the rest of the night. I love how random the crowd at Buddy's can be.
Saturday 
 Balliceax: It was Body Talk night and the DJ's were bumpin' old school R&B and funk. I had a great time dancing!

Monday, June 10, 2013

Why be natural?



"So, why have natural hair if you're just going to straighten it?"
 Because, I want to. 

This should be a sufficient answer for people that want to know why I don't part with the flat iron. It's 2013, I live in the United States, I make my own money and I can do what I want. Point blank.  


Am I denying my heritage and ancestry but taming my kinks and coils? 

Am I attempting to conform to the majority's ideals of physical beauty? 
Am I filled with with self-hatred? 
NO! I'm really just kind of lazy... 

It's so easy to go to the salon, get it blown out, and keep it moving. Every so often, I catch a glimpse of my kinks and coils right before my stylist blasts me with her magical blow dryer. At those moments, I am curious to try all the different curly styles and twist outs and bantu knots that I see on YouTube. But, alas, that's so much effort!