Live Video & Freeform Dreads: Months 17 & 18

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Above pic via Photobucket (edited)

Hello, dear lovelies. This post will show 2 months of my loc progression, since I forgot to post last month’s loc report (whoops).  Not only that, but since the election of Donald Trump, I’ve been feeling helpless, hopeless, angry, and downright sad. (Can you tell from the pics?)

I posted my first live video (via Facebook) a couple of days ago.  It’s a video expressing my feelings and offering encouragement to others who are also frightened and feeling hopeless.  For many of us who are worried about the new President-elect (and also the new Vice-President-elect: Yikes!), this election goes beyond Republican vs. Democrat, liberal vs. conservative.  It’s not about Hillary Clinton losing.  

With the endorsement of the KKK and other white suprematist groups, we’re fearful for our humanity.  We are rightfully angry about the lack of respect for Americans who aren’t white, male, heterosexual, and Christian.  Hate crimes across the country have already begun.  Many of these crimes have even occurred in elementary- and high schools.

 

So, I had to take a short break from blogging and posting videos.  I needed time to process my feelings and muster the strength to move forward.  Outfits of the day, makeup, and looking fabulous had to take a backseat while I get myself together.  That includes my lackluster dreadlocks.

 

Here’s the status on my locs so far:

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There will be new posts this week.  They’re a bit late (just like this dreadlock post), but better late than never.  Many people (especially those of us who are more vulnerable to white supremacist groups) are trying heal and make sense of the message that our fellow Americans are sending.  We are not valued.  We are nothing.  We’re blamed for all of America’s ills, but are never given credit for our contributions to this country. 

We will stay strong and move forward.  That’s really all we can do at this point.  I hope the future will not be as dire as it seems.  We will have to wait and see.

Love & Shimmies,

Dasia Denise

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Fuck the Fashion Police – Be Yourself

Nothing makes me cringe in the fashion world more than hearing the words, “age-appropriate”.  What does that even mean?  Apparently it means:

1.  If you’re under the age of 30, you’re pretty much off the hook.  For us more “mature” ladies, it means dressing in a suit, “mom jeans”, and/or boring, conservative shoes.

2.  If you’re over 40, you can’t dress goth or any other way that’s not mainstream.

3.  If you’re over 40, you can’t wear miniskirts, platform shoes, glitter, flowers in your hair, thigh-high boots or “outrageous” hair.  In other words, you must dress like your grandmother did in the 1950s.

4.  What does your husband/boyfriend/brother/father/boss/neighbor/random guy on the street think of your style?  If you’re not dressing for a man, then don’t bother looking pretty.

I say, fuck that noise!

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Me in my “age-appropriate” t-shirt & flower

The only rules that apply, in my opinion, are:  1. Wear clothing that fits, and 2. Wear clothing that you feel good in.

That is all.  I believe style comes naturally.  Whatever clothing you like to wear and that fits, then you should wear it.  This is regardless of age, weight, body shape, gender, etc.  If you’re comfortable in black platform boots, fishnets and a black, leather miniskirt, then go for it.  If you prefer something simple like a t-shirt and a pair of jeans, there’s nothing wrong with that, either.  

Remember that the fashion industry makes their money on switching up “what’s in style” every 3 to 6 months.  If you have your own style, then you won’t be a slave to the fashion industry.  You’ll purchase what looks good on YOU – not some random, skinny, young celebrity with tons of money.  There’s nothing wrong with being young and thin – I was once a young, thin-ish woman.  But there’s nothing wrong with NOT being young, thin or rich.

I’m 40 years old and have finally figured out what looks and feels good on me.  I also have the money to purchase the clothing that I like.  This includes long, flowing skirts, bindis and flowers in my blood red afro.  If this isn’t “age-appropriate”, so be it.  I don’t care.

Just take care of yourself and give the finger to the fashion industry.  They can go pound sand!

Love & Shimmies,

Dasia Denise
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