Spot Review: Museum of Sex ★★★✰✰

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As a nearly-native New Yorker (citizen of 24 years), like most other New Yorkers, we simply rarely, if ever, visit NYC landmarks. Would you consider the MoSex or Museum of Sex, a landmark? I guess so. We all know sex sells and museums are pretty cool too so I mean put those 2 things together, add a Groupon coupon in the mix and you have some increased interest here. As I waited outside of this place to meet with my boyfriend, within 3 minutes I’d already heard 3 walkers-by say “Oh! This is the Museum of Sex!” or something like, “Oh! I’ve always wanted to check this place out!” And does anyone ever actually go? This is just one of those places that you admire from afar and maybe never get the chance to check out. Either way, on this particular day, I was in for something different and so it happened.

Some of the following images are NSFW. 18+/Mature Audience Only

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OOTD: Orange Stripe Knit Tank, Denim Patchwork Skirt, Platform Sandals

The weather’s warm and in a mental celebration of a day off along with a little more time to get dressed than usual, I take a little more heed in my look. I’m feeling vintagy. And with some inspiration from seeing my boyfriend’s sister in some platform shoes the day before, I pulled my own unworn pair out. I’d been wondering what I’d wear these shoes with and since I stopped trying, it kind of just happened on its own. I was taking a stroll in my vintage-y neighborhood after coming back from visiting some family. Here’s what I wore….

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Black Lives Matter

I know I haven’t posted any updates in quite a while–thank you everyone who’s been checking in for that. With all of the tensions roaring everyday, I have been trying to take it all in. The constant flow of updates on the internet are like — having your arms tied behind your back with your eyelids peeled back, staring at a screen with a matrix scrolling full speed for hours and hours on end.

On Wednesday, July 6th, emotions flared after news spread nationally about the unnecessary killing of a black man, Alton Sterling, by police officers in Baton Rouge, Louisiana the night before. The unarmed family man from the neighborhood, was selling DVD’s outside of a store, with the permission of the storeowner when he was attacked and gunned down by the cops.

Not even 24 hours later– on Thursday, July 7th, there was no emotional recovery from the previous day’s disappointments when another black man, Philando Castile was shot by a police officer during a stop for having a broken tail light on his car, in St. Paul, Minnesota. He was reaching for his wallet to give his identification to the police when the supposedly frightened officer shot Castile three times…his girlfriend in the passenger side of the car, and his toddler in the backseat. Sadness and anger now tripled, most especially amongst black communities.

Even days before these two occurrences, on the 4th of July, not as widely publicized–police (off-duty in this incident), killed another black man, by the name of Delrawn Small in Brooklyn, New York. He was driving his family to a 4th of July fireworks show.

What irony is it that on a day…week…–shit, the centuries celebrating the freedom of Americans, has been a pure lie, due to the treatment of the people of such an “independent and free” country, including and not limited to Blacks and Muslims.

Flashbacks on previous occurrences of similar situations–(events in which police brutality against black men in the U.S.)–came back to us as black people, piling up in our memories, fueling the emotions of sadness, anger, disappointment, fear, resentment, and so on…It is known that the treatment of black individuals in the United States has been known to be negative on many occurrences.

Even with videos or the word of witnesses, with the countless evidences that there have been in the past, of police brutality, killing of civilians by certain police officers, and mistreatment of many Americans by many of these “protectors of society”, very rarely, almost never do these cops get penalized or punished, or even to the extent that should be deserved for any taking of a life. The police officers stand quite strong with one another, regardless of what their “civilian killing” peers do.

U.S. Society, in my opinion, resembles very well– the Cafeteria Lunch Tables situation that are experienced in elementary and high schools. You have your tables where “clans” sit and do not let others join, or you have your groups that are less desirable/associated with, you have teacher’s pets, you have the gangster–shit, insert which “group” you’d like–there is much favoritism and bias amongst the police community that very little is done to make those “bad weeds” of killer cops to feel that they are in the wrong, or to isolate them for doing wrong. I could go on and on as this is an issue that is HUGE– but I leave this blog with these words– As long as someone is not wronged for their wrong actions, they will continue to carelessly perform wrong actions and/or be a “poster person” for others in their “lunch table” to think it is ok, and something that they can get away with as long as they have that badge.

The topic of these issues goes further– into the Black Lives Matter versus All Lives Matter argument, the “don’t make yourself a target if you don’t want to be a target” versus the reality of many black individuals doing every day things before being killed in cold blood, to the argument of all police officers not being bad versus…well then tell your police peers to PROTECT. It can go on and on and on but I felt the need, not only as a black woman, an American, a person against murder, against police brutality, and a person who cares about positive awareness and lives, as a writer…to speak up about this issue, summarize the current events that are happening here, and voice my own opinion that many can relate and/or agree to.

The things that are happening not only around the world but here at home in the U.S., are just unimaginable and a complete mess. Each day, each moment, its like another terror or horror is occurring. When I wake up in the morning and look at my social media, I see NEW news about some new bullshit, excuse my language.

Rest in peace to the lives of the victims of police brutality and may black lives matter forever. #blacklivesmatter

Signing out.


OOTD: Camouflage Crop Top, Low Rise Boyfriend Jeans, New Balance x J. Crew Sneakers

Took a train ride toward Upstate New York this past weekend to get some of nature’s breeze through my hair and some of Dia: Beacon’s art on my mind. Here’s what I wore.

Top: Vintage Camouflage Crop Tee, Urban Outfitters

Bottom: Boyfriend Jean, Levi’s

Shoes: Gold Salt,  New Balance 620 x J. Crew



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Uptown Upstate

Beacon Weekend

Now as you know, this past weekend I made one of my inspirational outfit boards and the most recent theme was a campy one. My boyfriend and I trekked up to the Hudson county of New York. It was gorgeous to see through the train windows, the hills and river view, the kayaks, the swamps and the blue sky. The weather was simply perfect for a summer day. We took the Metro North train up to Beacon to check out the gallery museum, Dia:Beacon.

As our train stop neared, a young man walked through the aisle asking if anyone was going to Beacon. I raised my hand and he asked if I was going to the event. (Unsure of what event he was talking about, but recalling some information I’d read about an exhibition,) I just nodded my head to the spontaneous adventures I’m sure would ensue.

When we got off, we were with a small group of others and a guy and a girl, reps of the exhibition, led us into the woods and then told us to continue down a path then they disappeared. Hella skeptical but totally whatever since I knew this was obviously an exhibition.

And it was a unique one.

This was called “Occasions and other occurrences” and the artist was Isabel Lewis. The showcase was along Long Dock Park and featured dancers randomly located throughout, moving as if in a trance to music DJ’d by Isabel herself, a German American artist who also has her artwork in Dia:Chelsea in Manhattan. She was very welcoming to arriving guests as she introduced herself and the exhibition briefly before heading to her DJ setup right there in the woods. There were wooden benches hammered into the sand by the waterfront and complimentary berry lemonade to quench our thirsts from the hot sun. It was a great time. Isabel will be here until Sunday, July 17, 2016.

There was a moment where I forgot I was in New York and not a sandy beach in like, Curacao and I took my shoes off to put them in the water and the rocky sand was killing me. Not to mention, the tide came in real quick and knocked me on my ass and well I ended up with a wet behind and tiny rocks all in my pants– BUT it did give me a much needed laugh!!! (No footage of that, thankfully.)

A walk up a few minutes leads you to the main building of Dia: Beacon, recently built in 2013 in what used to be a Nabisco box printing facility. Upon entry, you get a nice view of extremely high and well shaped bushes with pathways in between. There is a cafe and a bookstore and the galleries themselves go three floors and also have a courtyard where a speaker plays human voices depicting sounds of nature animals. A gallery this is indeed. This wide and spacious place showcases very minimalist style artwork dating back to the 1960’s. Entry can be purchased as a package with a round trip Metro North ride through the Metro North website or get there your own way and pay $15 entry into the museum.