“The desire to reach for the stars is ambitious. The desire to reach hearts is wise.” -Maya Angelou
Bless Me: With Your Favorite Words from Mama Angelou or Your Own Words. Words Can Heal So Good. I’ll Start…
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I Wish Hooters Was Booters lol!
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I wish hooters was booters: Sometimes when I’m posting about life’s many happenings I forget about fashion and clothes, hence was one of the main reasons I started this blog (girlrillavintage). The world is a beautiful kaleidoscope- taffeta of glorious stains, distinguished from the surface. Everyone scratching and etching their very own into it’s fabric. A fabric so vast. Every creature breathing to hold space in their very own ways, for all existence-all of us entangled in a web like natty goodness. Any whosters. I found this tank at the thrift earlier this year. I’ve thought long and hard for as long as I can remember, or for as long as Hooters has been in business about how I wished Hooters was in fact Booters ’cause I’m bottom heavy, yah a dig meh? To me ain’t no shame here, embrace here. Booters are like some organic, home grown veggies and fruit, good for the soul and not bad on the eyes at all. Dates back to my mamas, mothers, grandmothers and nem.
And instead of serving up deep fried anything I would serve up herbal everything (cause if you ain’t healing there is no space for you here) in my swim ‘shotes’, twerk it on a side stack of gluten free yam pancakes, or some curried lentils rolled tight in Ingera- all for the love of people. 🙂 So in the name of SAMO (Basquiat’s and such-visual artists) I kindly defaced this tank to make it personal like the battle between Ramo vs. Spit in the movie Beat Street. Changing one letter made this my shit lol! I hope ya’ll feel me on this. The ‘B’ on this tank is a symbol of my affection and how I value those bottom thickly, plump, ass oceans, tear drops, hour glass, pear shaped, Afro-grapes, chunky, curvacious, muscular skeletoned-’hipsters’ with zebra stripes, jell-O molds, creased, spread wide all out to the side, and cotton soft folds. Our thick is so fine! Sending cup love to the Hooters, but I’m gone need all of the bottom heavy tree lovers to hug the Booters lol! One love
Gracie Berriberry
In support of a friend indeed: I want you to save your own life
I told them that this is more from me, not from the divine or anything-I want you to save your life. save each part. cherish each part. forgive those tainted memories and the harshness attached to them. Please. You owe it to your healing. That will give you every permission to let go of the pain. Every permission to live. Swim with the current or against it-yet swim you shall. You’ve been carrying the hurt so long and its heavy like a boulder sat on the center of your chest, crushing you beneath. I’m working on my very own shit! I’m learning to save my own life. ❤ Grace
The Spirit Never Truly Dies
An African proverb reads-“no one is ever truly dead until there is no one left among the living to remember him.” Thank you all for comforting each other and sharing in the memory of Maya Angelou’s transition today. My pop, Magdalen, and Layla nourished my body with delicious food and talks over dinner. Sonya honored her in a moment of silence at dance rehearsal and we dance and drummed in her memory. The love. That is the legacy I wish to leave. I love and love so hard. Rest in Power Mama Angelou. ❤ Gracie
Food, friends and freedom: Nikki Giovanni remembers Maya AngelouPhoto credit: http://www.cnn.com/2014/05/28/living/maya-angelou-nikki-giovanni-identity/
Vote for Miranda Nicole to Perform at AfroPunk 2014
My girl Miranda Nicole Aka Tiiiiiimber! Has a shot at performing at AfroPunk 2014! We go back to Savannah, poetry and deep friendship. Take a moment. Read about her. Vote for her. I love her so very much! Proud of you boo!
Breathing life into the art of sound, self-proclaimed, GLAMSOUL Star, Miranda Nicole vibrates with a radiance that is almost too bright to stand. One must dance. Her music draws from childhood inspirations like Sade’ fusing her melodic tone with driving bass lines and deep house grooves. GLAMSOUL, declaring that it is for all souls, Miranda Nicole is ready to color the world with hues that blend together making musical magic, one brushstroke at a time. With the success of her underground House music hit, ‘Kissing You,’ Miranda Nicole has enjoyed playing cities from Miami to Brooklyn’s own Fort Greene Park for its summer music series. Join her in creating the experience that is GLAMSOUL & play the music forward! IG: GLAMSOULSTAR @GLAMSOULSTAR YOUTUBE.COM/GLAMSOULSTAR SOUNDCLOUD.COM/GLAMSOULSOUNDS WWW.GLAMSOUL.NET
The Passing of Maya Angelou Got Me Thinking About These Old Loves
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Cicely Tyson and Miles Davis-August 1968 attending the premiere of ‘The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter’ in New York City. ❤
Sometimes I don’t want to hear frilly shit when I’m sad-Gracie
Mourning Maya Angelou
In my chest and all of these goose bumps are filled with sad. Everywhere. Everywhere is sad. -grace
Mama Angelou I’m Sad That You Had to Go Now
“I thought, my voice killed him; I killed that man, because I told his name. And then I thought I would never speak again, because my voice would kill anyone…” after being raped by her mothers boyfriend. And MAMA ANGELOU, NO! YOUR VOICE HAS NEVER KILLED ANYONE. YOU TOLD US THAT WE CAN BE EVEN GREATER THAN YOU. YOUR VOICE FILLED US WITH RAINBOWS AND HOPE AND WARMTH. THANK YOU. AND I’M ANGRY THAT YOU HAD TO GO NOW. FUCK!
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Women. I Adore Them.
Women. I adore them. Loving on each other underneath mini skirts and bandeau’s in summer. Fire burns so deep between us like some vortex penetrating muscular frames. Spirits all frilly with lace, twinkles like gold glitter. Love gestures from lips on clavicles. Tight hair hugs evokes worship-I bow to worship yours. Inebriated from sweet ginger scents aroma from between inclined projections angled up by the junction of sloping front-sides and sloping rear-ends-lay back-catch this feeling. Phew! Caught a feeling, lol! A memory just breezed on by. Lisa Bonet’s photo perfectly illustrates. lol! -Gracie
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