“Let’s go, nobody givin’, addressing me
So nobody dress can effeminate me.”
Via: Cultured_Mag
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Missing Solange Part Deux
To not point this finger of mine so much at others, but take those same fingers to grip a mirror up to myself.
Reflecting on the ways I could have shown more grace and compassion.
Been more thoughtful.
Via: Harper’s Bazaar
Photographer: Naima Green
Just When I Missed Solange
I watched a movie about this very thing.
How you shouldn’t leave your sheets out overnight because spirits might jump into ’em and now u sleeping with a ghost who doesn’t even belong to you.
Photographer: Naima Green
Brown Face
Brown face
Black skin, black braids
Black waves, black days
Black baes, black things
These are black-owned things
Black faith still can’t be washed away
Not even in that Florida water
Not even in that Florida water
In that Florida water
Brown face
Black skin, black braids
Black waves, black days
Black baes, black things
These are black-owned things
Black faith still can’t be washed away
Not even in that Florida water
Artist: Gherdai Hassell
Black Is King Styled By Zerina Akers
Visually stunning, nothing less to be expected from a Knowles. My only wish is my uterus be as gifted as Miss Tina’s; I mean this is bananas, the talent that womb birthed is extraordinary. For the haters in the back, Beyoncé is allowed to celebrate her ancestry any way she chooses. This isn’t appropriation, she’s reconnecting the black diaspora. Showing accurate representation of black divinity, which is so feared they try to white wash our history and degrade us to caricatures of the white imagination. Operative word try, as in attempted, as in failed. And FYI for the brainless, although the African American was created by the rape of our ancestors, our lineage does not begin there.
Round of applause to Zerina Akers for styling this film. SHE WENT OFFFFFFFF. That effortless cool we exude perfectly captured. I truly don’t know which look was my favorite and this isn’t even a fraction of what was done. THIS amongst many things is why black folks set the tone. Take notes, don’t steal our shit and give us credit. Period. You welcome and thank you Queens. Which look is your favorite? Which do you think is going to be the Halloween costume of 2020? Via: Beyonce 1, Black Is King, Valentine Bey & Miss Beyoncee
Happy Birthday Solange
Few people possess the fortitude and resilience of this woman. Having a highly successful sibling all your life is usually advantageous, for Solange it was a means to tear her to shreds. Before A Seat At The Table, she was ridiculed as a teen pregnancy stereotype, who would never make good music, win any awards and destined to live in the shadow of her sister. Never once did she let that stop her from pursuing her passions, Solange refused to let anybody define her but Solange. Ahead of her time, she told society who she was and challenged us to catch up. The embodiment of The Tortoise & The Hare, go at your own pace and you’ll succeed. I hope this grammy winning goddess has the best birthday. I really don’t even think I can put into words what she’s done for my soul with her work, or existence. Make no mistake that everything she’s gotten she’s earned. A model human being, a pillar of integrity, a genius, living art, a fashion icon. What’s your favorite Solange song? Via: Solange Daily
Ashley Pena: Boys Don’t Cry
Watch us walk.
Watch us move.
Watch us overcome.
Listen to our voices, the sway.
The resilience.
The innovation.
The raw, unfiltered and untouched
Soul we have
can not be touched.
*Solange: Why are you proud to be black?
On My Gratitude List
Just thankful that these two queens exist. Their creations have gotten me through life’s rough moments, happy moments, lost moments and everything in between. That is the beauty of artist. Thank you for you legacies. Just happy I get to see it in real time. Photo: Lawless Bey
Death Delights
And now my hearts knows no delight
I boarded a train
Kissed all goodbye
I boarded a train
Kissed all goodbye
And now my heart knows no delights.
*S McGregor Interlude & AJ Hamilton
Don’t Touch My Soul
Don’t touch my hair,
When its the feelings I wear
Don’t touch my soul
When it’s the rhythm I know
Don’t touch my crown
They say the vision I’ve found
Don’t touch what’s there
When it’s the feelings I wear
They don’t understand
What it means to me
Where we chose to go
Where we’ve been to know.
*Solange
*Photo: Oye Diran