Just thought I should let cha’ll know ;]
Day 135-137: This year was the 100th year celebration of the CIAA and events in Charlotte, NC and I was able to actually be a part of it! I was casted to walk two nights in the CIAA Fashion Week: Mode Noir Fashion Show put on by Cinhte Magazine.
I walked for three designers! One the first night I helped closed the show with Charles Lynch, an amazing designer from Atlanta, GA, whose dresses have been seen on the red carpet and worn by celebrities! Then on the third and last night I walked for Sergio Hudson, another amazing designer from Atlanta (he was actually best friends with Charles!), and then once again I helped close the show for the fabulous Edwing D’Angelo, a couture designer from New York who’s collection was seen in the NY Fashion Week this year! Continue reading
Today I can unashamedly say that I am proud of who I am.
I accept that my ‘Black’ is not is your Black.
My ‘Black’ is beautiful, unique, wise, and gracefully strong; my ‘Black’ is my own.
I am thankful for the many shoulders of my ancestors whom which I stand upon for my successes today.
Happy Black History Month.
Day 103: I found this story on Facebook and I just had to share it with you all. It’s a little lengthy and initially it seems like just another boo-who story, but keep reading. It really becomes a story about strength, unconditional love, and it answers the to the question of how you make any relationship work.
When I found the story, it did not have a title. So I’m taking the liberty of giving it one, I’m calling it “Carry Me.” As you read I’m sure that you will reason why it is so fitting, especially outside of it’s obvious implications. Enjoy the story.
When I got home that night, my wife was serving dinner. I held her hand and said, “I’ve got something to tell you“. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But, I had to let her know what I was thinking.
“I want a divorce“.