The time has finally come...
I started running track when I was 9 years old but, I never thought I was going to use those skills to run from my dreams. Personally, it's hard for me to define anything because I despise the thought of anyone defining me or putting me into a sterotypical caterogory. A passion for fashion, allure for music, and keen on the sciences. How do you define that? Ill help you, indecisive is what they would call it!
I are determined to find an avenue where it all works and fits together. If I cant find it; Ill create it, and if its not created in my lifetime I know someone will!
Who created all these limitations, who told us we could not be the person of our dreams. These limitations I see as chains, holding us back from ultimate self-evolution.
El Elyon is the Most High, when we discover the most high it will take us to the farthest indescribable place in our minds and im ready to go there with you!
You know when fashion is life when your first thought is to hit up your BFF and to confirm a wedding expo invite. One of my good freinds William Powell had told us about the wedding expo a few weeks earlier.
Charity and I decided to get to the expo at 1:00 pm. I googled the location and the trapping began. I knew that we needed footage and William with his major PR skills would give us the behind the scenes of this fashion expo that we needed. He had been interning at B.Belle for some time now. Jillian, a mutual freind works for the event company that has really shook up the competition here in the Kanawha Valley.
A dress that transformed, a taupe colored ensemble, and an all white to die for gown were among three of my favorites. Belle, the owner of the event company was in Atlanta covering another event while William, Jillian, and Kate held it down at the expo. We walked into the Civic Center and the first vendor to reel us in was B. Belle. A mahogany planked background set the stage for the setup of a dining table fit for a King and Queen. Have you ever witnessed sequenced candles before? Today I got to feast on this glorious site along with the hundreds of others who paraded around the venue. My friends worked this show like they had a team of 30 and I could not have been more proud.
The refined referral process gave guests more time to enjoy th eye-catching set up. Families stopped by the area not only to chat about their future big day but to get some of the background stories behind the dresses and the concepts. Weddings are about freinds and family and this feeling engulfed the air. All of this made me think of my wedding day, who would be there and what I would be wearing. There were violionists playing a a familiar song, but we couldnt pin-point the artist. I told Charity I wanted violinists playing Jodeci at my wedding. I mimicked a line from "Cry For You" and we laughed at the thought.
*CLINK CLINK* nooo this isn't the sound of my handcuffs rubbing against each other from a rough and rowdy night or the sound of glasses raised and toasting to a prosperous new year.
This is the sound of the church doors closing !
When we think of New Year's Eve, for most part we think of parties filled with freinds, sequenced dresses and drinks galore. We plan this day out precisely so when the ball drops we are around those we love. There have been many New Year Eves I didnt even know the clock had struck midnight.
I didn't realize until people asked me what I did on New Year's Eve that this one was totally different from past ones. So what did I do for New Year's Eve. I went to a Comedy Show. And where was that Comedy Show held? A church. Everyone said this was different and looking back it was no different at all. We laughed, ate .and were grateful to be alive another year.
The comedian that performed was named Reggie Chandler or Reggie Reg. He had come all the way from Ferguson, Missouri to fill The First Baptist Church of Charleston, WV with laughter. He spoke of his past, and of how he had been part of the protests in Missouri and even did a seven year sentence for speaking out about racism in the law enforcement unit he worked in. My mother and I had planned to leave at 9:25 to secure good seats for the the event that would start at 10:00 pm. We ended up leaving much later and had to settle for seats near the back. My mother and I didnt mind our seats after Reggie paraded through the aisles picking out people to come to the front to dance. This was one of the ance was when he reacted a fight that he lost when he was a young boy. This fight was significant because it was the only fight he lost and it was to a girl. The technicians in the balcony even had music to go a long with scenes of the fight. At one point Reggie was on the floor with no socks on ponding himself in the head with his microphone. The entire audience was dying laughing. You would have thought we were at a Cedric the Entertainer or Steve Harvey Comedy Show. Foul language and sexual innuendos were nonexistent. The preaching of the word followed the show and lastly, we ate breakfast. I laughed until I had tears in my eyes, my belly was full, and I got an uplifting word this New Year's Eve. I was content.
So when someone asks me how I brought in the New Year, I am not hestitant, but grateful that a night that I thought would not amount to much turned out to be one of my best New Year Eves ever. Sometimes in life we slow down or switch up the routine. Have you changed your routine or do you keep doing the same old thing. I found out New Years are most memorable when your expereiences are fresh and truly, "new."
This year I found out why more and more people have decided to shop online or start their Christmas shopping early. The joy of shopping is all gone when you go out and shop. It could be that I waited to the last week before Christmas to go or it could be countless of other factors.
If you have not researched our page, you will not know that my sister and I live in West Virginia, a very racist state. A state that voted against Obama and in the recent election voted for Trump. Even though I feel this divide everyday, I still love the state I was born and raised in.
This Christmas I decided in order to get the most bang for my buck I would shop at Macy's, use my card and receive the most discounts available to me. They have savings everyday. So Charity and I go to the department store and begin to shop. I can handle the people. I can handle the lines, but what I cannot handle is rude customer service. I found an item for my brother and was satisfied with this find so I decided to check out. It was a Ralph Lauren black sweater that was priced at $50.00. The cashier found me as I was looking for a short line. He motioned me over to an area where there were no other attendants, I felt special that the cashier would go out of his way to do this. The cashier was a white male who was very nice to me and even sparked up a conversation during the checkout process. I had nothing to complain about at this time. I purchased the sweater and decided I would continue to shop. I this point I was looking for a Ralph Lauren belt. The same cashier who had checked me out also directed me to where I could find this particular belt.I found the belt and headed to the same checkout area that I had previously used, thinking I would get the same standard of customer service, if not the same guy. The young nice man was gone, but I was still on that same high. There was now a much older white gentleman who did not greet me like the previous cashier, nor did or ask me if I found everything I was looking for. Instead, I had to ask if the register was open. The man at the front register said yes, but the back register will take you. So I take my belt and head to the back register where the man was making no attempt to check me out or even make eye contact. This cashier motions a white couple to come to the back and has not acknowledged my presence until the couple comes to the other side. This worker says to me, "You back again" as if I can only come to the register one time. He does not acknowledge how I was dismissed and then skipped. Still, no eye contact has been made, and the white couple has a look on their face like "omg he has made these ni**as mad. At this point, my blood is boiling because he is making no attempts to correct the wrongs. I take my items and tell him I will just check out upstairs (snatching of my bag ). The situation was not rectified and all my love for Macy's has gone away.
This situation changed me a lot. It made realize that having a black president has changed nothing. We are not all treated equally. Martins' dream as not been fulfilled. I can only imagine what my grandmother had to go through at department stores when she was my age.
My sister says I handled the situation well. She has more of outspoken nature than myself. She probably would have argued with the man until he felt as big as a grain of rice. As for me, that is not my nature but I made a vow to myself that I would speak out about how Macy's treated me. Speak about the injustice that is going on today not only in West Virginia but all over our nation.