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Zoom  How weird was this night for me I believe it is official. That I am out of place within myself and no where near a peace of mind. It doesn’t matter who I know or don’t know I am  able to blend in anywhere. I’m always able to connect with someone at the drop of a dime. I can make friends and spark up a conversation at any moment and I take full advantage of that trait. As well as leaning on it in the most awkward situations. But tonight was no good I mean I was more out of place then a white women at a black hair salon. It was a showing of a local designer my sister told me about it so me and Shola decided to stop by. Not knowing anyone wasn’t an issue I’m a people person so that part is covered before I even walk in the room. But unfortunately for me I was more uncomfortable then I was willing to admit and maybe not ready for that particular crowd at that moment. When we walked in we were greeted by one or two people the room only being semi full. It was equipped with a small bar (with free drinks), two small black couches, a 42 or maybe 52 inch T.V with a video showing of her work, and 4 slender models in the middle of the floor. They were trying their best to be as still as I was but one model made it so apparent that she was uncomfortable and ready to go home. Then i wondered if I looked just like her. When I managed to look around I peeped more then 3 people sneaking photos of me I obviously wasn’t giving off this look that I was feeling inside. The photographers attention that I grabbed was apparent and it made me go into thought on what if I didn’t want my photo taken. Is this how celebrities feel? I mean I was the only one who knew how I felt inside (besides Shola who was too busy snapping away at everyone else). But what if I was really too uncomfortable to take photos, it was too small of a room to make a scene. And I would’ve been granted stuck up if I told them to stop I never got a chance to settle in the environment but already I was being forced to play it cool. I just wonder if it shows through the photos that will really test if I’m a boss if you can’t tell how I was feeling then I am going to pat myself on the back. I can’t front and say I wasn’t loving the attention I mean I appreciated it but I can’t wait to hunt for the pictures on Facebook from 4 different profiles and brag silently to myself. Because that was such  rough night for me I think I have the right to. 
For my earrings and prices you can view that Here

How weird was this night for me I believe it is official. That I am out of place within myself and no where near a peace of mind. It doesn’t matter who I know or don’t know I am  able to blend in anywhere. I’m always able to connect with someone at the drop of a dime. I can make friends and spark up a conversation at any moment and I take full advantage of that trait. As well as leaning on it in the most awkward situations. But tonight was no good I mean I was more out of place then a white women at a black hair salon. It was a showing of a local designer my sister told me about it so me and Shola decided to stop by. Not knowing anyone wasn’t an issue I’m a people person so that part is covered before I even walk in the room. But unfortunately for me I was more uncomfortable then I was willing to admit and maybe not ready for that particular crowd at that moment. When we walked in we were greeted by one or two people the room only being semi full. It was equipped with a small bar (with free drinks), two small black couches, a 42 or maybe 52 inch T.V with a video showing of her work, and 4 slender models in the middle of the floor. They were trying their best to be as still as I was but one model made it so apparent that she was uncomfortable and ready to go home. Then i wondered if I looked just like her. When I managed to look around I peeped more then 3 people sneaking photos of me I obviously wasn’t giving off this look that I was feeling inside. The photographers attention that I grabbed was apparent and it made me go into thought on what if I didn’t want my photo taken. Is this how celebrities feel? I mean I was the only one who knew how I felt inside (besides Shola who was too busy snapping away at everyone else). But what if I was really too uncomfortable to take photos, it was too small of a room to make a scene. And I would’ve been granted stuck up if I told them to stop I never got a chance to settle in the environment but already I was being forced to play it cool. I just wonder if it shows through the photos that will really test if I’m a boss if you can’t tell how I was feeling then I am going to pat myself on the back. I can’t front and say I wasn’t loving the attention I mean I appreciated it but I can’t wait to hunt for the pictures on Facebook from 4 different profiles and brag silently to myself. Because that was such  rough night for me I think I have the right to. 

For my earrings and prices you can view that Here

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