Novel Fashion

Fashion is becoming increasingly daring and bolder than ever. Now some things I can definitely get on board with...I LOVE color blocking, even mixing and matching patterns and textures. I saw a trend recently though, the book clutch, and I can't seem to get behind it. For those of you who are unaware of what a book clutch is, it is a clutch that looks like various novels. The first time I saw it I had to 'bust' out laughing. I mean...what is its purpose? Yes I know that we ladies sometimes carry bags (mostly clutches) that are less funtional than they are fashionable, seeing as they can only hold your chapstick and some vex money, but the book clutch is a tad bit on the unecesary side of life. How would you decide what to wear it with? What goes with Lolita? or Pride and Prejudice? or even Cat in the Hat??? So many confusing and unanswered questions. For the ladies who choose to rock the book clutch, more power to you...but please read the book before you wear it...its the least you can do.

Would you rock a book clutch?

The Sibling-hood

Yesterday was international siblings day (they sure do have a day for everything)...my apologies for the belated-ness of this...but I could not miss an opportunity to bless up my beloved sistren and bretheren by dedicating this blog post to them. I have never been an only child, so I cannot say if having siblings is better than not having siblings, but I do know that I cannot imagine my life without these two in it. They are my tree climbing, gymnastics (more like death) practicing, club house building, dolly house playing, hop-scotching, walking to school, licks-taking, partners. They are the loves of my life! So Happy (belated) Siblings Day to arguably the awesomest brother and sister in THE WORLD!! 

                                            We are quite a cute trio...aren't we??

Silver Linings and Silver Hair

Yesterday as I was styling my oh so awesome box braids I came across a...GREY HAIR! Now those who know me very well know that I have this secret (well not anymore) fear (for lack of a better word/term) of getting old. I looked it up and its called GERASCOPHOBIA.

This grey hair couldn't have come at a 'better' time to remind me of my imminent doom....errrr...I mean glorius future...than exactly one week before my birthday! Now I thoroughly enjoy the celebrations that come with birthdays, but the growing older part still hasn't, well, grown on me. Like my bestfriend loves to frequently and mercilessly remind me, I am 'twenty-something', which can be interpreted as anywhere from 21 to 29. That is kinda scary...the 29 part lol. I feel like time...life...is moving so quickly and I'm standing still, stuck in this irrational fear, as it passes me by. So I've made up my mind to grab life by the proverbial horns and enjoy the ride. Some people may say 'YOLO' would be appropriate here...but that's not my kind vibe...so I will raise an imaginary glass of NON-ALCOHOLIC wine (I love fizzy drinks) to aging gracefully and fearlessly...CHEERS LIFE LOVERS!