It's a good time to be a curvy girl.
Earlier this month, stylist extraordinaire Susan Moses published her first book, The Art of Dressing Curves: The Best-Kept Secrets of a Fashion Stylist. Now, Centric TV - the first network dedicated exclusively to black women - is set to premiere "Curvy Style with Timothy Snell" on Saturday, April 30 at 10pm (Eastern)/9pm (Central).
This half-hour docu-series follows award-winning fashion director and stylist Timothy Snell as he outfits celebrities like long-time client Queen Latifah, Jazmine Sullivan, Loni Love, and Amber Riley as well as everyday ladies looking to upgrade their style.
I will be live tweeting on Saturday night during the premiere. Care to join me? Use the hashtag #CurvyStyleCentric.
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"My biggest phobia is being afraid." - Erykah Badu
Regardless of the controversy stirred up by her most recent tweets on "modesty," I have to admit that with today's Monday Morning Memo, Ms. Badu makes a lot of sense. When I look back over my life, all of my biggest regrets are about what I did not do because of fear, rather than those things I attempted and failed at....Here's to a fearless week, ladies!
We all know that there is a laundry list of fashion do's and don'ts...especially for plus-size women.
Don't wear stripes.
Stick to darker colors for a slimming effect.
Don't wear white after Labor Day.
Blah. Blah. Blah.
Now, while we have grown confident enough to dismiss certain style statutes (like wearing white whenever before Memorial Day and after Labor Day), we also know that there are some fashion rules that simply must not be broken...like wearing sandals and socks. *shudders*
I'm wondering, what are some of YOUR favorite fashion rules to break? Personally, I love wearing knee-high boots with a knee-length skirt...even though I know it makes my legs look like stuffed sausages.
What about you?
Except for the weekly Monday Morning Memo, things have been rather quiet around the blog lately. Today's post, which was inspired by the recent loss of my grandmother, gives you a clue as to why. Thanks for hanging in there with me during this time.
Every day you hear news about somebody dying.
Fourteen civilians died in a terrorist attack abroad.
A young mother was killed in a car accident during yesterday's rush hour.
An elderly man passes away quietly after a long stay at a nursing home.
Yes, it seems like news of death is a commonplace occurrence that rarely causes one to bat an eye...that is, until, it hits your own household. Suddenly, your world has been rocked. Your heart has been broken. It's completely, irrevocably shattered. And, what's worst of all, only a few people seem to notice. The world doesn't cease to spin on its axis. In its rudeness, the sun keeps on shining on what feels like the darkest days of your existence. Even the friends and family members who offered words of condolence and a comforting presence eventually stop calling, texting, and visiting.
Make no mistake -- this post isn't meant to be an indictment of anyone or anything. I know that you can't expect everyone to halt their lives just because your world has stopped. However, the stillness of the last several weeks and the experience of grief has taught me a lot. It has taught me how to hold those I love just a little bit tighter and to not let the everyday annoyances of modern life get me down. It has also taught me a lot about how to live now to preserve memories for the future. So, here are just a few of my thoughts....
Those are all of my thoughts for the moment. Definitely not the most articulate post, but something that I felt it was important to share. I welcome your thoughts on this very sensitive issue.
Special thanks to Jenni of Comme Coco for her words of encouragement and support during this time of loss. You can read her reflections on the loss of her grandmother here. Also, sending extra special prayers to Arlett of Chasing Joy on the recent loss of her mother.
"As I get older, I'm realizing more and more that it doesn't really matter if I'm good at it, it just matters that I try. My own effort, my own willingness are becoming what's appealing to me." - Lena Dunham
Lately I've been getting back into working out...not just yoga, but cardiovascular exercise. And I ain't gonna lie. It's not fun. And I don't necessarily look good doing it. I look very much unlike the person I normally perceive myself to be - someone who is confident, successful, and in control.
In the gym I am uncoordinated. Sweaty. And, I daresay, weak.
But, every time I go, I grow a little more confident...a little stronger. Most important of all, I learn that I can succeed in this area too. Not just in school or at work, but even when it comes to my physical fitness. As long as I keep showing up. As long as I try.
There is a LOT of stuff going on right now in my life. Bad stuff. Icky stuff. Stuff that seems almost too overwhelming. But then I have to remind myself and those I love that this, simply, is the "stuff" that life is made of. And, even though some poor souls do succumb to the pressure to quit, really and truly, the only thing one can do is to continue to survive. So here is to hanging on and being a survivor.