celebrities, movies

The Black Panther

I was super happy yesterday because some supplies came in for a project I’m working on and then I talked to my little bro and my mom and THEN I made a big sale of my handmade soap and soap samples. I was busting. Then I was checking my twitter to see was arguing and what new Trump outrage people were overreacting to and instead I got the shit knocked out of me. It was like a beat down.

The death was bad, but finding out that this man was suffering from cancer for four years. Filming arduous action scenes, acting his ass off, doing press rounds. Appearance after appearance, interview after interview, photo shoots, traveling all over the world for premieres and the whole time he had cancer. That is heroic. The amount of time and energy that it takes to prepare for and make movies, do deals, make travel arrangements is intense and he did it all while he had cancer.

Some people are already demanding that fact not be romanticized…but fuck that. I have days where I don’t feel like doing anything because I’m a little inconvenienced or annoyed. But I’ve never worked under the shadow of impending death. It takes a great deal of mental strength and right now, while watching Get On Up, I see the strength and dedication to craft. Chadwick Bozeman was an amazing actor. He set a high standard for himself and met it, then surpassed it. He played men like himself, who let nothing stop them. Black icons and role models. He gave us the thrilling and soulful Black panther performance that enthralled audiences everywhere and let little black kids see themselves as the hero.

I had a whole other blog post in mind, and I normally don’t care about celebrities, but I was teaching an afterschool class when Black Panther came out and I saw for myself how excited the kids were after seeing the movie. They needed that representation. They needed and wanted and loved Chadwick Bozeman as T’Challah. I needed to see this film. I needed to see black men and women being more than just victims or criminals. It was important enough for me that I paid full price to see it three different times, and one of those times was a pricey IMAX showing.

I’m sorry he died so young. I’m sorry he died during this horrific year. I feel like he deserved a blog post.

Wakanda forever.

celebrities, celebrity, Fashion, Movie, movies, trends

#FBF Fashion inspo and Black History Month icon #Mahogany

Everyone is mad for the 70s (still, again) and I was thinking about what would inspire me to jump on that vibe. What does 70s mean to me? And then I remembered this:

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My mom had this album, an Diana Ross’s fake eyelashes and perfect coif on the back cover mesmerized me. Was this being grownup?

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So this flashback Friday? Its all about Diana Ross and Mahogany. The story of a girl from Detroit who dreams of stardom and becomes a world famous model.

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xoxo, Faith/Sassy Ethnic Bohemian

accessaries, clothing, Fashion, literature, movies, shoes

in which we #TBT on Wednesday because we can time travel on this blog

I was going through folders trying to make up my mind what to do for my first 2016 post. Of course I got distracted. I found an old folder of images that I took to go with an Examiner.com post about fashion exhibits. I got drawn in by the sequins and flapper cool of Catherine Martin’s costumes for Gatsby all over again.

So my first post of 2016 is actually a look back.

Remember back in 2013 when Gatsby was the only movie to see? Here in New York, you could not get away from it. Which is not a bad thing, since it’s a Baz Luhrman spectacle, but… it reminds me of something I want to keep in mind this year.

Everybody loves you, until they don’t. Everybody thinks you’re cool, until the next cool thing comes along.

I’m keeping that in mind, not just about my blog or myself, but about what I endorse or chime in on. Am I playing into the game of making women want things they don’t need or am I expressing myself? Am I in it for you guys who read this, or just so I can climb out of (now) semi-poverty? My blog has given much, but can I take that for granted?

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This exhibit was styled mannequins dressed in clothing, shoes, and other accessories seen in the movie.

The shoes are decadent, bejeweled, whimsical, and stunning.

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Gatsby is in itself a look back. A look back at a classic book set in a classic time in history, and fashion. It’s about someone who can’t tear himself away from an old idea of something, and it kills him. Gatsby loved something that could only ever hurt him and make him feel less than perfect. His love is inherently self destructive, and his efforts to achieve success to capture a self-destructive love came to nothing in the end.

I don’t want to be a Gatsby, but I want to be something more than I am right now. I stared blogging because I had lost yet another job and I had nothing to lose. I was just looking for a way to promote my writing and photography. I was just looking for something to do. When I started doing this, I loved fashion the way Gatsby loved Daisy, all starry eyed and thinking it was my one true thing. But, luckily, blogging taught me something really important.

Blogging taught me about myself. It taught me about certain unrealistic tendencies, it taught me about what I would do to survive and blossom. It taught me how to blossom. Blogging gave me the courage to strike out and grow up. Blogging gave me things that I needed for the price of words and photos. More than any moment of me trying to be a writer/photographer, it was blogging that taught me the worth of my talent. I am valuable enough to attract all the things girls need…for free. That is some crazy stuff to think about.

Want lipstick? Here. Shoes? Here. Soap, perfume, clothes, laundry detergent, toothpaste? We’ll send it over. Come to this event, not only will we give you free stuff, but we’ll feed you delicacies and ply you with liquor. You don’t have to do anything but write a few words and post a few photos. That is intoxicating.

Until it stops. What if it stops? Should it stop? Or should I stop it?

That’s where I am right now. I want something, but it’s not the same thing I started out chasing. I’m glad I blog and I’m glad I got stuff (not as much as some, but more than others) because I needed all of it. But what next? And who am I now? Can I outgrow my inner Gatsby tendencies?

Everybody loves you, until they don’t. I feel like the trick is to love yourself enough to know that’s true.

 

xoxo, Faith/SassyEthnicBohemian

 

 

achievements, black women, Fashion, feminism, movies, theater, women

Trends: Are Black women back from the dead?

I’m not big into rap or hip-hop, so the last few years seemed like an entertainment and inspiration desert when it comes to seeing empowered black women just being excellent and special without screaming curse-words or whatever. That annoys me.

It alsofelt like there was a lot of negativity surrounding those of us with darker skin, and I was starting to think that people just couldn’t give up on the idea that being dare with full lips and natural hair was an actual state of being that didn’t require apology.

Then the waters started parting…5 serenaSerena Williams was a badass April cover girl and that just seemed to inspire her and she went on to win a bunch of tournaments. You know, like Wimbledon and whatnot. After she was rested up from that she was just everywhere, including the Harper’s Bazaar Women Who Dare  issue and the upcoming Pirelli calendar.

I really should have taken tennis more seriously in high school…

1 nina simoneIn June one of the most revolutionary black entertainers in the world was honored with a documentary. What Happened Miss Simone? came out and her name was on everyone’s lips again. Sad, because after a revival in the 90s her incredible voice had sunk into obscurity.

2 grace at afropunkI thought that I would have to content myself with that, but then Grace Jones played Afro Punk! I found out too late to get tickets, but whatever. She was there!!! he inspiration of so many crazy-dressing black girls was actually up to her usual tricks, being her amazing and provoking self and it was awesome to have my twitter taken over by …GRACE.

And then she put out a book, I’ll Never Write My Memoirs, and then freed the nipple at a New York book signing.

I mean, could anything else happen?
4 fashion month Just Fashion month, no biggie. While some people were moaning and whining over 20% non-white models on the runways, I was too busy cheering. I mean- Herieth Paul, Tami Williams, Grace Bol and that gorgeous big afro girl who starred in the under-reported Stella McCartney One City One Girl series. Nana Ghana wore Stella McCartney in her own individualistic way and for all those people saying there’s no diversity, I just really didn’t see a lot of people covering this.  3 ajak deng at phillipe plein One of my fave instagram models, Ajak Deng killed it to death in the Phillipe Plein show. Which brought everything back to punk, Grace and all that’s good in the world. 6 viola At this point the world was just bursting with black lady goodness but then? Viola Davis won the Emmy for leading actress in a drama. As Analiese Keating, a high-powered lawyer and law professor, Davis shows such a kaleidoscope of feeling that her just raising her eyes to stare into the camera can blow you away. The character calls for a real, raw earthy (yet touchingly elegant) performance and Viola Davis has brought it with every episode.

Then she gave this speech and everybody was like- yeah! And then she also won wearing her hair in it’s naturally textured state and her dress was gorgeous, so it was like amazing black lady heaven. 7 lupita

And then,my October Vogue came and Lupita Nyong’o was on the cover looking crazy gorgeous and at that moment you could be like, ok this was a good year to be a black woman- but then the Mert Alas & Marcus Piggot photos were just… there were so many!!!! I mean a LOT! It wasn’t just fashion, it was grace, beauty, mystery, and romance.

Then she turned out to be starring in a play written by other gorgeous black lady Danai Gurira for Walking Dead at the Public Theater. Can you be any more proactive about bringing diversity to the stage? AND THEN it’s just been announced that the play, Eclipsed, is moving to Broadway.

If anything else happens, I’m just gonna faint.

xoxo, Faith/Sassy Ethnic Bohemian