I never thought the day would come where my thoughts about slavery and racism would become clear and present fears. I feel like the slave movies I watched growing up are no longer the distant struggles of my ancestors but an actual cultural trajectory for the USA. I’m usually unconcerned with politics unless there is something that directly affects me. The news I pay the most attention to is written in the pages of Vogue and InStyle magazine.
The political climate in the U.S right now is STORMY, to say the least. There’s a whirlpool of chaos surrounding the human rights of people from various cultural backgrounds. The KKK and white supremacist show down in Charlottesville was a small bomb that finally went off from this uphill trend in racial crime and prejudice in the United States.
I never really understood the motivation behind racial prejudice, but this week I got it. Last Wednesday I walked into Fairways at around 12:30 am to buy some yogurt. Fairway supermarket is usually a zoo during the day time, no matter what time of day you visit, so I avoid the crowd by going right before closing. I was in line waiting to check out, and there was no one in front of me. Fully preoccupied in a phone conversation I over hear one of the cashiers say, “Mam you’re cutting the line she’s before you.” Generally, at this time of the morning, I wouldn’t mind anyone cutting in front of me, there were no lines, it’s late, and I’m tired. However, this was not how things played out.
This little woman insisted that she was before me and stepped in front of me, screaming ” I’m next! I’m next!” and proceeded to unload her shopping cart at the cashier. She was around 5ft5″, slim build, with dirty blonde hair. I don’t know what happened or where it came from, but I snapped at her saying ” This is not white America anymore, it’s our America, for all of us so back the f-ck up and wait your turn.”
I handed my yogurt to the cashier, paid and left. I left Fairway feeling my heart pounding, my blood rushing through my veins and my eyes welling with tears. I realized that the headlines printed on the pages of the New York Times and on NY 1 news in the morning and the late-night shows had seeped in my subconscious, plaguing my existence without me even knowing. It’s like my life had become a scene from the Netflix series “Dear White People. ” I don’t know what came over me.
I know it sounds lame, but I wish we could all just get along. I wish I lived in a world where there was no such thing as white privilege or a country that wanted to become great by rejecting diversity and promoting hate.
The thing about hate is, it takes you over and dictates your actions without you even realizing. Perhaps that lady at the supermarket was just intoxicated or simply had no manners. Maybe she was not trying to present herself as my superior in the lines at Fairway supermarket at 1 am. In that moment I just didn’t feel comfortable having a white person be that pushy and aggressive with me. I love all people of varying ethnicities, but I feel threatened to live in a world where people are protesting to uphold the principles of a pre Civil War America.
Encouraging someone to dislike another person because you don’t like them or trying to bully them on the internet are all forms of hate. There’s nothing good that comes out of promoting hate. People kill themselves because of self-hatred. People also kill people because of hate. I’m tired of hearing names like Trayvon Martin and Sandra Bland I much rather acknowledge my African Community with names like Gabby Douglas and Borack Obama.
It’s not easy to be strong when you are facing hate. My First Lady once said: “when they go low, we go high.” Being the bigger person or a better person is not what comes naturally, but it directly contributes to your wholistic happiness. EXHALE….. Don’t swallow. The only thing you should be taking in without questioning yourself is how to wake up and body the tracksuit trend without thinking about it.
Let’s be honest, I never thought the day would come when I would be wearing heels with jogging pants. That’s the look and trend right now. If it’s baggy and loose, elevate it with statement heels or just heels that are as high as your standards.
These heels, in particular, have become my new personal fave. As much as millennial pink is all the rage right now, watermelon pink is giving me all kinds of fever.
I originally ordered these from Matchesfashion on sale, but they did not fit. When I went to reorder they did not have my size. #BigFootPeopleLoseAgain! I eventually found them on Net-A-Porter U.K. When they showed up, I was ecstatic and overcome with LOVE! Love of the purest kind, ShoeLove.
I’ll definitely be exploring more from this brand; the velvet makes them so plush and comfy to walk in. Anyone ordering should get a half size up or go up one entire size. I originally ordered a 40.5 . Now I have the 41 which is an exact fit. I feel like I would even be ok with a 41.5.
Those other tracksuits with the snaps on the side are Uber cool but a bit too #OnTrend for me. I try to buy things I will still gravitate towards to in my closet even when a trend is over.
Thanks for all the wonderful comments on my Instagram photos on this look. If you enjoyed this post and can relate to my feelings or just have a story you would like to share, please leave comments, I would love to hear from you. Until next time ….. More Love, Less Hate
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