I love seeing beautiful Black women unite and represent, without shade. The fact that Naomi Campbell, in all her iconic fierceness can share the screen with the young and graceful Jourdan Dunn, shows the world that Black women can get along AND shine together. This is how you become legend.

As I read the social media comments following Beverly Johnson's article in Vanity Fair about Bill Cosby's disgusting behavior, I couldn't help but feel a little angry. Not because I think that Bill Cosby is some innocent man under attack. It is clear that he is a guilty man who preyed upon young women in the entertainment industry who feared and revered his power in Hollywood. It wasn't because there seemed to be an endless stream of women coming forward with their story nearly 30 years later. That there were many other victims was an obvious conclusion. This story touched a nerve because I was the victim of rape myself. 

As a young adult, I recounted my story, in graphic detail to the police, and to the horror of my parents. When I came forward with my accusations, several other girls came forward too, and our attacker landed in jail, where he still is today. Many women are unable to speak, because of paralyzing fear. They are not famous models, actresses, or celebrities. They are silent victims all around us.

What troubles me about this story, is that it has become so sensational, so gripping, that it has garnered an editorial feature in the glitziest of all celeb magazines, Vanity Fair. Reading the words, I stopped. It was so editorialized, reading like some sort of one-sheet for TV movie, that I couldn't help feeling appalled and disgusted. Accompanying the spread were photos of the iconic model, beautifully lit, retouched to perfection. And then it hit me. This was not the picture of rape. Rape is ugly, scary, horrifying, and ungraceful.  And this spread was not it. I know, because I have been there. 

I'm glad that Ms. Johnson has finally found courage to take up the cause by donating her time to an organization for abused children.  Maybe she will be the light for so many hopeless victims of rape and sexual assault. I personally wish I could find a glimmer of light in reading her story. But today, it was just another horrible tale, recounted beautifully for a newsstand near you.

I went to bed early last night. One of the last news briefs I saw was that the jury would be announcing their verdict in the Michael Brown shooting. But I somehow already knew the verdict, and the morning news confirmed what I already knew. Once again, one life has been deemed more important than the other, and yet again, another mother lost her child.

With all of the circumstances surrounding this situation, I can only speak as a mother in this situation. I feel for the mother of Michael Brown who will never see her son again. I feel for the thousands of black mothers who have lost their sons to wrongful violence in the name of justice. When I look at my nephew, I can only help this little gentle giant wont be branded as a threat because he was just a little too big or a little too dark to be deemed safe. How many times can we tell our sons to speak a little softer,  stand a little taller, dress a little better, be a little wiser - when we are constantly reminded that life can take a turn for the worse if another person doesn't see you the same way.

What is justice, if the ones who receive justice are almost never our sons? Do their lives mean a little less than others? We teach wisdom to our children despite the repeated outcomes. Because black lives really do matter. ALL lives matter.


Break the internet Solange Knowles. In a rich setting that can only be found along the streets of New Orleans, Solange Knowles wed her husband, director Alan Ferguson over the weekend. The bride wore Kenzo and Stuart Weitzman shoes, while the groom wore Lanvin for the nuptials. They rode to the all-white ceremony on white bikes, which I can't help but want to Pin on my wedding lusts board. Simple, elegant, rich and stylish. So much to indulge in this beautiful wedding:

The couple holds court

Her son Jules

Little Blue Ivy pays homage to her auntie



Mother Tina Knowles is fierce!

The perfect, not-too high bootie

Iro suede booties, $795, Scoop

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