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Freedom cannot be achieved unless the women have been emancipated from all forms of oppression. - Nelson Mandela Shot by @fstopkiller7 & Headwrap Game with @bee_wax ❤ #headwrap #african #roots #turbanista #turban #blackgirlmagic #blackbeauty #melaninpoppin #darkskinwomen
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Of this be sure : You do not find the happy life… You make it. | #headwrap #african #roots #turbanista #turban
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“She was sexy. Not in the way her body or curves looked, but in the way her mind and soul worked.”
-@iambrillyant-
Shot Taken by @marcposso
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Yesterday I was 21 YO. Today, I’m 22.
And down from my small 22 years, I can assure you that I’ve learned so much about life and myself in one year !
“Be your own kind of amazing » here is my new motto.
And for that, I’m trying to live by 3 important rules I’ve figured out because of or should I say thanks to all the things I’ve been through this past year.
Let God take control of my life, cause his way is better than mine. Be real and 100% myself no matter what people think, and finally be aware of my worth and only count on myself. Never expect anything from anyone.
Cause, nobody will respect, love, understand and serve me better than myself.
I’m so grateful for all the things God did in my life so far, and I know that he’s planning a lot more. So I stay open, move forward, day after day, I fight, I work, I seize the opportunities in order to be ready when my time will come. Cause, it will.
All that to say I’m trying my best to be my own kind of amazing. Every day.
Anyway, Happy Birthday to me.
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« That was her magic,
She could still see the sunset
Even jon those darkest days »
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by @marcposso
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Design is in the details.
Model: @idong_ekah
: @imagefaculty
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#turbanstyle #turbanista #africanfashion #blackgirlmagic
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This is a safe place for me to express myself. I’m feeling very eh because I’m overwhelming myself. I’m almost 30 and I’m floating… And by no means do I want to sound ungrateful, because I know it could be much worse. And it’s not just this one thing, I mean it’s bills, what direction I’m going in life, and am I strong enough to be who I want to be. Doubt. Then questions. Why am I divorced and why aren’t my mom and dad there? Why do I have three degrees and still struggling?
So, I woke up on a bad note, but what set me over the top was my stomach flab and saggy boobs. You guys know how it is when you are already unstable and that one thing takes you over the edge?
When I stepped out the shower, I looked at my stomach rolls. It looked like I was pregnant. I started squeezing and pulling at it. Then I started thinking how nasty my boobs looked. They aren’t perky or full. Then I got mad at myself for being overly self critical when I preach body love and acceptance.
I don’t know, maybe I’m hormonal because my monthly is near, but I need positive vibes. Quotes. Funny stories. Something.
IG: Lvernon2000
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My motto for 2017? FuckItUp
Head on over to my YouTube channel *Leah Vernon* for the full video where I talk about representation in the media, advice to other bloggers to get started, and, of course, how to fuck it up
IG: Lvernon2000
www.beautyandthemuse.net
We complain waaaay too much. And I’m not saying that shit ain’t fair. I’m not saying privilege doesn’t exist, glass ceilings ain’t right above our heads, or that the pay gap between men and women ain’t real. We can holler and scream all day until we’re blue in the face, but ‘they’ still aren’t going to see your worth.
I had a conversation with someone. She told me she had an issue getting the help she needed from her family. I told her that’s because they don’t see her value. They don’t see her vision, her dream like she had. If they don’t see, then they aren’t going to support. Because they don’t believe. I told her, “You gotta keep it moving and find creative ways to get the help you need. And don’t dwell on the ppl that’s not gonna bring your vision into fruition. Pray about it. And push on. Envision it. Live it. And breathe it in. Energy is real.”
I’m bringing this up because, I was recently contacted by a business for a collaboration. Mind you, when I first started blogging, I’d contacted them several times to write for them. For free! They ignored me every single time. Because they didn’t see my value. But guess what? They are in my inbox now…
So what I’m saying, keep going. Keep at it. Because right now, your knocking at doors, but one day, they might come knocking at yours.
IG: Lvernon2000
www.beautyandthemuse.net
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Omg! Is it really true? 2016 is almost over. And I’ve compiled a list of shit we’re going to leave back from Lena Dunham to Kanye West’s new hair-do. *Full video in bio* What are y'all leaving back in 2016? ×××× This video is funny af. Honestly, truly
I always think how easy it must be to be basic … And by basic, I mean a person who always has something to say about what your trying to achieve, a person who cannot see past their own nose, one who has no aspirations and allows others to dictate what paths they’ll take. The person who sits around while their whole life passes them by, never overcoming fear and taking the damn dive. The person who sits behind the computer screen and has sooo much to say but comes with very little substance in ‘real’ life.
But then I really think about it. That basic person has it much harder than I. Internally, they are damn near dead. Numb.
How hard must it be to stay stagnant, while others pass you in this race called life?
Moral is, don’t be that person. Let’s do something today that we aint do yesterday. I don’t care if it’s big or small. DO. SOMETHING. I have this little analogy that I tell myself to get back on track (it works, mostly. Lol). For the times that I feel like my effort doesn’t mean anything. When I’m running in a damn circle. “Your efforts, seen and unseen, are like little seeds. You toss them around and hope the rain comes and the sun comes and gives it what it needs to latch on and grow. A lot of the seeds won’t make it. But one will. And it will flourish beyond belief. All you need is that one seed. Keep planting. Keep hoping.”
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I always think how easy it must be to be basic af… And by basic, I mean a person who always has something to say about what your trying to achieve, a person who cannot see past their own nose, one who has no aspirations and allows others to dictate what paths they’ll take. The person who sits around while their whole life passes them by, never overcoming fear and taking the damn dive. The person who sits behind the computer screen and has sooo much to say but comes with very little substance in ‘real’ life.
But then I really think about it. That basic person has it much harder than I. Internally, they are damn near dead. Numb.
How hard must it be to stay stagnant, while others pass you in this race called life?
Moral is, don’t be that person. Let’s do something today that we aint do yesterday. I don’t care if it’s big or small. DO. SOMETHING. I have this little analogy that I tell myself to get back on track (it works, mostly. Lol). For the times that I feel like my effort doesn’t mean anything. When I’m running in a damn circle. “Your efforts, seen and unseen, are like little seeds. You toss them around and hope the rain comes and the sun comes and gives it what it needs to latch on and grow. A lot of the seeds won’t make it. But one will. And it will flourish beyond belief. All you need is that one seed. Keep planting. Keep hoping.”
www.beautyandthemuse.net
IG: Lvernon2000
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A lot of times I get reassurance that I’m doing right thing by telling my stories. They say I’m brave for putting myself out there. Especially as a Muslim woman. But I also get those other people who insert themselves between myself and my religion, questioning how I can call myself Muslim and wear tight clothes or smear lipstick on my lips or go on dates. How I can write about semi-vulgar topics or FB live myself getting a Brazilian wax. They insert themselves into my diet, not knowing that I frequent the gym. They inquire about my family which I try to conceal since it’s broken due to mental illness. Sometimes, I wonder if I really am doing the right thing. On that ‘correct’ path. Should I have ever started being so candid with my blogging. That maybe I just should’ve stuck to chatting about trends and style.
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Felt oh-so-bougie in this fur coat from @flossyssuitcase in Highland Park. Ahh, why can’t I just be bougie and fat af everyday #leahvdaily #vintage #detroitblogger #Confidence #bodypositive #wiwt #effyourbeautystandards
IG: Lvernon2000
www.beautyandthemuse.net
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“I’m so tired of hearing about race.” “Black this. White that.” “I have black friends…” “I’m from the hood, too.” “See the problem is with you people…”
See, I’m also tired of talking about race. I’m tired of being paid 30% less than a white dude. I’m tired of being profiled because of the body I was placed in at birth. I’m tired of the “You People” statements. I’m tired of the I-have-black-friends and the my-child-is-bi-racial statements as if that meant shit. As if that meant you weren’t a culture vulture, bigoted, or still racist to infinity and beyond.
You know what else I’m tired of? Seeing my black boys and girls shot in the face, necks strangled, suffocated, beaten to a bloody pulp, and out of all that, justice still not served in their honor.
I’m tired of the systematic oppression that most of y'all don’t like to see, uncomfortable with talking about and acknowledgement of an oppressive, bloody, capitalist, slave-based system that brings us to today and other troll like comments from so-called Americans.
So, before you feel tired of People of Color talking about race relations, human equality, and/or other struggles, step into my shoes of living in fear, or better yet, step into my great-great grandmothers slave shoes and keep your mouth shut.
IG: Lvernon2000
Photo: @remy_me
Location:@orleansandwinder (Detroit, MI)
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Let’s take a moment to bow our heads in the remembrance of how I just slayed every hoe ever. Every troll. Every fat-shamer. Every Muslim in Detroit and abroad that likes to keep up with my life but talk that stuff behind closed doors. The racists and bigots that say I’m oppressed because I’m visibly Muslim. Oppression? Where? Old co-workers that discouraged me from pursuing my creative endeavors. My ex-boss that told me that I was pretentious and intimidating and tried to get me fired. Yeah, but she got fired instead Look at Gawd. My ex, who was embarrassed of me. Tried to make me seem like I was less than a Muslim and downplay my accomplishments. Hiiiiiii A family member who recently told me that she ain’t feel sorry for me when I tried to express my pain and current mental status.
To every person who said I was extra, too much, too loud, too fat, too black, not black enough, or whatever…I may be broke, borrowing clothes from friends for shoots, bi-polar with several complexes but I’m here. I’m still here. Trying a little bit every day to be better than I was yesterday. And, yeah, sometimes I fail miserably. But, I’m still here. Standing tall. And slaying. *Sips tea* @Remy_me
IG: Lvernon2000
www.beautyandthemuse.net
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I get a lot praise for being brave. When in retrospect, I’m often times very much afraid, rigid in my thoughts, teetering on the edge of ‘you’ll never make it’. The word 'can’t’ floats around on repeat. I make my own self upset with the negativity. But, on social media everyone looks so happy. Their lives so amazing. A nice, little curated world of fun and adventure and perfectly angled selfies. When I look at the statistics, someone like me should’ve never made it this far…
Yesterday, I had a convo with one of my bros. He told me that he was too old and that most people his age couldn’t achieve what he wanted to achieve. He said that his journey was the beginning of the end.I thought about my own self. And my own negative thoughts I’d been having lately.
I replied: don’t place yourself in a box with other people, with norms or statistics. How do you know you aren’t an anomaly, that you aren’t the one whose gonna change the world? Stop thinking on such a small level. A closed minded level. This isn’t the beginning of the end. It’s the start to the beginning. @yannazazu
IG: Lvernon2000
www.beautyandthemuse.net
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Working on a new piece on this rainy evening…
“Seems like when you’re born with a vagina, instantaneously, stereotypes and ceilings and walls and fortresses are built. Same thing with color and religion. Born Black, Latino? As soon as they stamp your birth certificate with a minority race label it’s only downhill from there. Once you’re born with dark skin, it’s over. You will always, always be judged. Always be placed in a stupid little box. Your color becomes your identity. And only your color. It’s all they see.
When I walk into a room, all they see is my hijab. Then my black face. Then my curvaceous body.
The odds have always been against me. And they always will.
I have two choices: be myself or allow the world to dictate it.”
www.beautyandthemuse.net
IG: @ Lvernon2000
Photo: @remy_me
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On the blog, we get real raw. I talk about my struggle with hijab and soooo much other stuff. Excerpt below to entice you. My hijabis and non-hijabis and people who’ve always been curious about the hijab let’s discuss.
“For me, growing up, the hijab was so closely connected to the identity of being a Muslim woman. We looked down upon girls who didn’t opt to wear the hijab. We called them weak. Ostracized them. Questioned their faith and asked what was so hard about wearing it. I mean, hadn’t they loved Allah? We had been conditioned to predict whether or not you were a ‘good’ Muslim based on a cloth that covered your hair and neck. I fell into that trap, that mentality, until I was faced with the same challenge: to wear or not to wear.”
IG: Lvernon2000
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Bright orange #HijabiStyle from @sagaleeyaa - mama taught me so I can teach my daughter. #HijabFashion #turbanista #turbanstyle
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