"Eric Jerome Dickey strides boldly over the minefield that is modern marriage. The central couple's biggest challenge is timing: He works days; she works nights. Instead of growing together, they're rapidly drifting apart, coexisting on stolen phone calls from work, punctuated by occasional bedroom encounters that leave them both feeling even emptier and more alone. When she finds out about his affair-and starts her own-the delicate fabric of their marriage is torn irrevocably asunder. Or is it? In Dickey's expert hands, what begins as a seemingly unforgivable betrayal segues into the sexy and searing story of a man and a woman at a pivotal turning point in their relationship. Only time will tell whether they'll let it all go...or can hold on to the love that drew them together in the first place."
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My Review:This was a heart wrenching tale of love, lust, and betrayal. Dickey weaves this story from beginning to end in first person; an intimate position from the wife's perspective allows the reader to share a POV that is slightly more appealing, different, and invigorating. All events happen in less than 72 hours and you walk in on a world full of secrets. Two marriages become the epicenter of a catastrophic world. The characters in this novel are flushed out into a fluent existence. Their characteristics are believable and you may find yourself identifying with each aspect of their foundation. All in all, you feel deeply for all these star crossed lovers trapped in a love triangle or square rather. At the core of the novel, the reader feels a deep sense of sadness for all parties towards the end. Just when you think Eric is done, he hits you with a jaw dropping finale that leaves you floored. All of a sudden you are disheartened, shocked, and sad at least I felt this way. The ending was one word: bittersweet but this novel was suspenseful. I read it in all of 3 days. Eric makes you a believer all the time and I believe that he is truly a master of his craft! Phenomenal read! I recommend it to everyone.Favorite Quotes:“I wish I had met you first. Before we met them.”
― Eric Jerome Dickey, The Other Woman“Lies and guilt and fear create pillows made of concrete; make the softest comforter feel like its made of stone.” ― Eric Jerome Dickey, The Other Woman“Success cannot be attained without hard work, commitment, and determination.”Star Ratings: (5/5)Would you read this book? - Mar 18, 13I've been away on solitude, hiatus, break. I suppose I owe an explanation as to why. Sometimes you find life thrusting towards you too fast and then you stop to realize that you're the one in control. You either decide to speed up to keep in tune or you decide to slow down in order to digest. I chose the later of the two. I chose to stop for a minute to process all these crazy events happening around me. I chose to lie fallow for a while...because I felt cornered by everything and everyone. Sometimes you just have to create your own rhythm instead of trying to follow along with other peoples dance. And that is okay. While I was away for 2 & a half months internalizing my own needs, desires, and concerns in my private sabbatical world, I grew some!What's New?
- I am preparing for Graduation this May by finishing up my semester!
- I am newly employed after a 5 year hiatus #yayme (sharing details on that soon)
- I have reached the 9 month mark in my transition to natural hair
- I decided to go paperless this semester as in all my notes are on my iPad via Goodnotes (best application ever) and it has made all the difference
- I have made my way back to a fitness routine and it feels great!
- I have been academically social as in linking up with other geeks like me, haha!
- I have been reading my tail off! So expect plenty of book reviews lol
- I missed blogging, oh my goodness I did!
How about you?Tell me one new thing about you! #FILLMEIN - Jan 28, 13Hey Belles! I am so sorry to announce that I will be gone for a few. I start my last semester of undergrad today and in typical fashion, my laptop is being difficult. I am having such a hard time with some software issues that need to be tweaked out soon. Unfortunately, it will and has conflicted with this week of posting. So until next week (crosses fingers) I will be out of the blogosphere. Please bare with me as I fix these technical difficulties I truly don't mean to be a mess on purpose. I hope your week is great and awesome. Can't wait to keep updates on you all via my iPad!
- Jan 23, 13TWITTER // LOOKBOOK // TUMBLR // BLOGLOVIN // FACEBOOKHey Beauty Belles! This weeks manicure features a lovely lavender pastel shade from New York Color (NYC) called Lavender Cupcake. It is so light and refreshing. I love how it meshes so well with winter accented shades like burgundies, greens, and navy blues.I decided to add my signature glitter spin for a pop of color and definition. I kept getting compliments everywhere I went on the silver on lavender nail combination =)Forever 21's Love & Beauty nail section has some great hidden gems. I received this glitter polish in a pack of ten for less than $6. I highly recommend investing because the quality is remarkable and worth more than you pay.Where You Can Find It:
- Target
- Drug Store
- CVS
- Walgreens
- Walmart
- Rite Aid
- K-Mart
- Bed, Bath, & Beyond
Do you think its too early to whip out pastels? - Jan 21, 13{12/15/12 - 11:01 PM}I’d give the clothes off my backthe last dollar in my walletthe last gulp of my waterto help someone, anyoneI’ve learned a lot about myself these past few days. I’ve learned that you never know how much someone might need you. You never know how much you might need them too. And in that neediness you never know the situations that will permit or prohibit it.I have a big heart, so big that it gets me into trouble a lot. I’ve been feeling particularly responsible for helping out a beautiful stranger who recently reached out to me. I’ve felt hopeless and helpless at the situation this troubled soul is facing but in these emotions something crazy happened. I suddenly felt excited that out of all to confide in she chose me. There’s something uplifting and warming in knowing that another finds you inviting, trustworthy, and caring. It’s left me with a cosmic energy that affirms my tenderness and my selfless intentions. For so long, I’ve felt like I was nothing but selfish but this stranger has helped me learn even more about myself.Even as I sit here, digressing from writing my final paper I am thinking of her situation and how to help appease the demons taunting her reality. She hasn’t said that she is depending on me but deep down inside I know it. I know I should disconnect before I become too invested but to be honest I think it is already too late. As people we are only seeking love in this life, be it love from unexpected acts of kindness, love through wounds, or love in its purest form. The goal is self explanatory.I just want to be able to look back and tell someone that I gave from the bottom of my heart without thinking and without regret. It doesn’t always have to be equated with intimate relationships of the opposite sex sometimes its the little things we do for others who do not fit into a certain category. It’s what we do for the beautiful beings out there who are easily written off, misunderstood, and lost. It’s helping someone find there way during the darkest times by providing sunlight through the rain. That’s what makes living life special, interesting, and fulfilling.Tonight I feel more than enlightened. I feel so deeply inspired by my acts of contrition. I’m not so bad after all, I still believe in asking questions and finding the answers to why. I’m not cold or shrewd to those who aren’t so fortunate and I don’t think I ever will be. That alone is enough to know that I am fulfilling my duties here on Earth, whatever they may be I know they involve offering an extra hand, turning a cheek, and giving a shoulder to lean on.I am happy living that truth.
Are you happily living your truth too? - Jan 18, 13I am about two weeks late with my vision board for 2013 but better late than never! I whipped up some creative juices and delved right into this arts & crafts project courtesy of Miss Dre. This year I want to tackle a lot of goals and what better way to visualize my success but through a vision board. I am a very visual person and seeing sparks of motivation helps keep me invested in my future more. So this is perfection and it is my first time participating in such a task.Here's a explanation of some of my visions:
- I want to learn how to drive
- I want to fight for my fitness
- I want to use my power to create
- I want to change lives in society
- I want to take care of my natural hair
- I want to stress less and sweat nothing
- I want to eat healthier, duh
- I want to love more
- I want to read as much books as I can
- I want to walk across that stage as a graduate
- I want to invest in my beauty care full time
- I want to rebirth my style
What are your visions for 2013? - Jan 16, 13TWITTER // LOOKBOOK // TUMBLR // BLOGLOVIN // FACEBOOKHey Beauty Belles! This week's Lipstick Adventure features a fiery red from Covergirl called Flame. I am in love with these lipsticks and I can't seem to ever find the perfect red. However, this red is hot as hell. The kind I throw on for attention, eye popping, flattering and stop and share type of reactions. As a girl with a coco glow red can be quite a daunting lipstick shade to perfect but I swear cover girl got it right for us this time.Below I shared a color swatch against my skin to clarify just how exuberant and radiant it is on my brown skin. I am so in love with 300 flame, did I say that already?Why I love it:
- I love it because it is apart of the creme collection and is very smooth.
- It has a very rich moisturizing texture and the shade is truly to die for sexy.
- It's like a mix of coral and red.
- It looks fantastic paired with clear lip gloss
- It isn't an arm and a leg at just $6.99!
- It's perfect for girls nights out and especially for dates.
Where You Can Buy It- K-Mart
- CVS
- Beauty Supply Store
- Amazon
- Rite Aid
- Sally's
- Walmart
- Target
- Drugstore.com
- Walgreens
- EVERYWHERE!
I am giving it an A+ because theshade is truly flaming hot! - Jan 14, 13If you are looking for a read that will have you trapped on the edge of your seat this is it. Zane's Addicted is a gripping novel about a woman's sexual addiction and the demise it brings. Zane delves into a world of psychological misfit with her leading character, Zoe. Zoe is vibrant, bold, confident, and down right crazy but at her core she is deeply tormented by her demons. Those same demons destruct her family, her marriage, and her friendships which she struggles to maintain while facing her destiny as an addict. Zoe is courageous and almost fearless in her quest for change leaving the reader feeling invested in her journey from start to finish. There were so many twists and turns that left you confused but grateful at the same time. I love Zane's humor, I chuckled so much throughout this book people thought I was crazy. I laughed, I cried, I sighed, I smiled. All around this novel grabs the reader by the ears because it is such a winner. Zane is a crafty writer who knows exactly how to tell a sensual tale with taste by adding a hearty dose of scandal to the equation. Her descriptions of intimate moments are mind blowing and quite steamy, she is definitely a skilled author. I won't lie reading this book I felt so exposed almost like Zoe, thank goodness my ebook was on my ipad because I know what others might think had I been holding a physical copy in public. Fifty Shades ain't got nothing on Zane, I'm just saying! I am totally addicted to Zane's prose and am looking forward to reading her entire collection soon!Favorite quotes:"Curiosity might kill most cats, but it made the cat between my legs purr.""Jason didn't do anything but go downtown and window-shop. He never actually purchased anything."Here's a little preview to entice you some more:
Excerpt
Chapter One
The first time I ever laid eyes on Jason, I thought he was a junior-mack-daddy-wannabe that probably sat around on a Commodore 64 computer drinking grape Kool-Aid out of a peanut butter jar while watching Good Times. I couldn't stand his ass.
The feeling was mutual, though, because our first physical interaction was when he gave me the finger and then spit on my saddle shoes. We were in the fifth grade, and from the day my parents and I drove up in our Ford station wagon, I knew he was trouble.
The movers got there about an hour after we did. I was sitting on the curb playing jacks when the big truck came flying around the corner, practically tilted on one side. I figured the driver was going to lose control of the truck for sure, and every valuable possession we owned would end up strewn all over the street.
Being the wonderful and unselfish little girl I was, my main concern was that my black Barbie didn't lose a limb or anything in the process. Table lamps, my father's eight-track tape player, and my mother's dishes were all replaceable, but the hell if I was going to be able to replace my Barbie. She was my pride and joy. I had even painted her fingernails with glittered polish and made her a sexy dress out of the red bandannas my mother made me wear to bed so my pressed hair wouldn't frizz up. Other than that, I was worried about my Snoopy Snow Cone Machine, and that was about it.
Jason and his parents lived directly across the street. He was outside that day trying to get some mail-order rocket to soar into the heavens. What a rip-off! The whole time I was watching him, the stupid thing never made it a yard off the ground. It was after about the hundredth try, when the movers had half the truck unloaded, that I noticed his ass rolling his beady eyes at me. I was using a piece of pink chalk to draw a makeshift hopscotch diagram on the street in front of my house when he approached me. His Kangol hat and leather bomber jacket made him look like a pint-size pimp. All he needed was a couple of gold teeth.
"Girl, you better quit! I'm gonna tell my momma on you!" I glared at him, smacking on a wad of Bubblicious like a cow.
"Little man, you better go play with your cheap broken rocket and leave me the heck alone!"
He got all the way up in my face then. "Girl, don't you be ordering me around! I'll stomp your skinny behind into the concrete!"
"Oooooooh, I am sooooooo scared!" I rolled my eyes, chastising him.
Then, the miniature version of Shaft flipped me the finger, made a disgusting noise while he gathered saliva in his mouth, and then spit on my brand-new black-and-white saddle shoes. I beat his little ass too. We were the same age, but I had him by a good three inches in height. Milk wasn't due to start doing his body good for a couple more years.
Two of the moving men broke the fight up. I accidentally scratched one of the men on the nose because I was not about to stop fighting until the fat lady sang. That's when both our mothers came dashing out of our respective houses yelling, "Oh, my poor baby!" and things like that. It was mad funny. They took over, throwing our heads into their heavy breasts and feeling all over us to make sure there was no permanent damage. Jason and I just glared at each other like two sumo wrestlers ready for round two.
My mother helped me inside like I was handicapped. In actuality, I had never felt better in my life. I was the victorious one. Jason retreated to his house as well, and that was the end of it. My parents and I did just enough unpacking that night to get by, threw some sleeping bags on the living room floor, and munched down on some KFC. My Dad hooked up his eight-track, and I fell asleep listening to the harmonized singing of Earth, Wind and Fire. It was a Saturday.
I started school the following Monday and was anxious to get there to meet all the new kids. I rushed through a bowl of corn flakes and caught about ten minutes of The Flintstones before grabbing my tin lunch pail and running out the door to get to the bus stop on time.
The bus was about to pull off, and I was panting by the time I caught up to it in time to bang on the door, signaling the driver to stop. After I got on the bus, he asked me who I was. I explained I was a new student who had just moved. He snarled at me, his au naturel breath almost knocking me backward down the steps and back off the bus, "Well, you make sure your teacher gets your name put on my roster A-S-A-P 'cause I'm not supposed to be picking up no knuckleheads I don't know! Now, find a seat, sit down, and shaddup!"
I searched for an empty seat and couldn't find one in the front of the bus, so I started walking toward the back. All of the kids were checking me out, and some were even snickering. I noticed most of the seats were occupied, either by two girls or two boys, with the exception of the one in the far rear. A boy and a girl, obviously suffering from a severe case of puppy love, were seated there. He had his arm around her shoulder, and she was blushing from ear to ear.
I was ready to ask the driver if I could sit on the steps when I realized the only available seat was next to the horror film creature himself, Jason. He stopped playing with his GI Joe with the kung fu grip just long enough to smirk at me. I turned around and headed toward the front to beg the driver to ask someone to trade places with me, but he yelled at me again. "You taking too long! School starts in fifteen minutes! Now, sit your be-hind in a seat and shaddup!"
I scurried my ass back to the seat and noticed Jason had placed his knapsack on the vinyl seat beside him. "Could you move that, please?"
He didn't respond, nor did he look at me, so I took the bag, threw it on his lap, and sat down. He was about to be a smart aleck, but I stopped him dead in his tracks. I rolled my eyes and gave him a head-from-side-to-side-with-a-finger-snap combination. "Don't say nothing to me, or I'll give you an even bigger beatdown than I did Saturday."
A couple of the kids heard me and started giggling and taunting him. He just grabbed his knapsack, held it tight, and didn't look at me the rest of the way to school.
As if things weren't going bad enough, I get my class assignment from the principal's office, go to my homeroom, and his trick ass is the first face I see. Our homeroom teacher was Mrs. Williams, and she was displeased to have a student transfer into her class in the middle of the fall term. She snarled at me too. Maybe it was my cherry-flavored lip gloss that was making everyone demonic toward me. "Little Miss Zoe," she started in on me as she looked over my school records, "have a seat over there by the window and pay attention. You have a lot of making up to do in order to catch up to the rest of the class."
There was one glimmer of sunshine in my day. I didn't have to sit near Jason in homeroom. He was clear across the class, and that suited me just fine. He must have been a smart-ass with everybody because Mrs. Williams had his desk pushed right up against hers, several feet away from the rest of the class. Teachers always make the troublemakers sit up in their faces, and I remember thinking to myself, "Goodie!"
My first day at Benjamin Franklin Elementary was pretty uneventful. I made a couple of new friends, got to jump rope at recess, made a deformed clay vase in art class, and learned how to count to ten in Spanish. At lunch, I sat with this little girl named Brina that thought she was the next Diana Ross. I started to school her ass and tell her she couldn't be the next Diana Ross because I was. She would fling her hair back after every bite of her Twinkie and took special care making sure she didn't end up with a milk mustache when she rinsed it down. She spent the entire lunch period bragging about everything from her collection of ribbons for her hair to the straight A's she made on her last report card.
Jason did decide to get bold for a minute and started spitting half-frozen peas across the room at the back of my neck through a straw. He made the mistake of hitting the PE teacher, Mr. Lewis, in the cheek with one and was immediately dragged by the ear to the office.
When I got on the bus that afternoon, I was lucky enough to find a seat up front. I made sure I was one of the first ones on the bus, pushing a couple of wimpy boys out my way so I wouldn't have to sit next to Cousin It. Jason got on the bus about ten kids after I did. I stuck my tongue out at him and flipped him the bird. He tried to tell the bus driver on me, but all he got was an attitude. "Sit your be-hind down, little man, and shaddup!"
I was playing hopscotch about an hour later when he came out of his house, stood on the curb on his side of the street, and started talking trash. "You know what? I hate you and I hope all your hair falls out and you get red pimples all over your face!"
I stopped hopping on number six with my right foot up in the air, gave him an icy cold look, and decided to pay his ass back for the comment. "Oh, yeah? Well, I hate you too, and I hope the next time you shoot that cheap rocket of yours, it gets stuck up your behind!" As an afterthought, I added, "And I hope your itsy bitsy dang-a-lang falls off too!"
I held up my pinkie finger to emphasize the point, and he left the curb, on his way over to my side of the street to finish off the fistfight we started the Saturday before. I was about to meet him in the middle when my mother opened up the front door. "Zoe, get in here and get washed up for dinner! Now!"
Walking away, I placed my hands on my hips and strutted like Greta Garbo. I turned around and addressed him with my best voice imitation. "Next time, Big Boy!"
I left his cross between Chewbacca from Star Wars and Scooby Doo ass standing right there in the street with his hands balled into fists and a look of hatred on his pathetic face.
I tried to keep my distance from Jason, other than in school, but my daddy wasn't making it easy for me. For some odd reason, the two of them bonded. Maybe it was because Jason's daddy was always working, or maybe it was because my daddy was good with his hands and Jason admired the way he fixed things around the house and made furniture out of wood as a hobby. Whatever it was, I didn't like or appreciate them being buddy-buddy at all.
I was up in my bedroom one Saturday morning, sorting out my record collection and singing my ass off, when my mother yelled for me to come down. I had just taken "The Best of My Love" by the Emotions off the turntable. I was about to pull my shades down and throw on "Flashlight" by Parliament Funkadelic and dance around my room, making circles on the walls and ceiling with the Maglite my daddy gave me when my mother interrupted my flow.
"Zoe, can you come down here for a second?" Her voice carried well up the stairwell, and I knew she deliberately waited for a break in the music to call for me. It was a regular routine.
"Okay, Momma. I'll be right down." I muttered under my breath while I gathered the dirty clothes out of my wicker hamper and tossed them in a laundry basket. It was laundry day, and I hadn't done a thing, so I lugged my clothes downstairs with me in order to save myself a return trip.
As soon as I turned the corner into the kitchen, my eyes lit up as I spotted the ice-cold pitcher of freshly squeezed lemonade and the cookie sheet of chocolate chip cookies with Hershey's Kisses hidden inside cooling on the stove.
"Momma, you made my favorite cookies!" I let the laundry basket drop on the floor and gave my mother a huge, elephantine hug. "You're the most spantacular, bomb-diggity, coolest mother in the whole wide world."
She let out a slight giggle and then gently pushed my hands away. "Zoe, quit before you make me spill the lemonade."
"Sorry, Momma." I licked my lips, dreaming about how delectable the cookies were going to taste hitting my throat, and decided to earn some brownie points so I could sneak a couple before dinner was ready. I retrieved my laundry basket and headed toward the basement steps. "I'm going to go ahead and put my clothes on, and then maybe I can help you with the other cleaning like vacuuming or polishing the furniture."
My mother walked over to me, wiping her hand on the bib of her apron, and placed her right palm over my forehead, checking for a fever. "Is this my child?" she asked sarcastically.
I grimaced. "Yeah, Momma. I'm just trying to do my share around here."
She gleamed at me. "Good, do me a favor before you go downstairs." She took two glasses out of the cabinet and poured some lemonade in them. Then she put four cookies on a saucer and placed everything on a wooden tray. "Take this lemonade and cookies out to the garage for your daddy and Jason."
"Jason? What the hell, I mean heck, is he doing over here?" I felt a sudden tension in the back of my neck, hotter under the collar than the pot of white potatoes my mother had simmering on the stove for dinner. "Why does he have to come over here all the time?"
"First of all, Miss Thing," my mother scolded me, "Jason isn't over here all the time. Your daddy's helping him build a go-cart."
"A go-cart?" That did it! "I asked Daddy to help me build a tree house like fifty million times, and he hasn't done it yet."
"You asked your daddy once, and he fully intends to do it, but the oak in the backyard needs some branches trimmed off it first before he can. The men are coming next weekend to cut them down, and then — " My mother glared at me, probably wondering why she was even bothering to try to explain. "Never mind all that. Just take this tray out there and then come in so you can do your laundry and vacuum."
"What about some lemonade and cookies for me?" My bottom lip was poked out more than a set of 44DDD breasts.
"After you finish your chores, you can have some."
I smacked my lips, reluctantly took the tray, and headed toward the small alcove off the kitchen leading to the garage. Why did I have to do chores while Jason got the special treatment like he was Shaka Zulu or some damn body?
As soon as I entered the garage, I was immediately jealous. There was my daddy, shooting the breeze with Jason and going over the diagrams for building the go-cart they had halfway put together on the workbench attached to the back wall. They were so busy bonding, they didn't even notice me come in at first.
"Mr. Wallace, I really appreciate you helping me out like this. My daddy's always working, and I never thought I'd have it done in time for the Cub Scout Derby next week." What an ass kisser!
My daddy patted Jason on the head like he was a Doberman pinscher, which he kind of resembled, I might add. "Not a problem, Jason. I love working with my hands. In fact, within the next couple of weeks I'm going to start on Zoe's tree house. Maybe you could help me out and when it's done, you can hang out in there with Zoe sometimes."
"That sounds great!" I could see Jason's profile, and from the side he looked completely toothless, since he had four teeth coming in at the same time.
"Not hardly," I interjected, letting my presence be known. "Once my tree house is done, it's for me and my friends. You're not even my friend."
"Zoe, what you got there?" My daddy attempted to change the subject before I had to beat Jason's little ass again.
"Some lemonade and cookies, Daddy." I walked over and sat the tray on the hood of my daddy's silver Buick Century. "Momma told me to bring them out for you and Alf."
"Alf? I got your Alf, girl!"
Jason really wanted me to open another can of whup-ass. "Yes, Alf as in orange alien." I looked him right in his beady eyes. "Dang, boy, you look messed up with all those missing teeth." He smirked at me and rolled his eyes, so I added, "What's that on your face? A pimple or a golf ball?"
Before Jason could make a comeback effort, my daddy jumped all up in the mix, trying to protect the mongoose. "That's enough, Zoe. Don't be disrespectful to company!"
"Company? Daddy, that nucca's always over here. Why do you have to take his side every time?"
My daddy laughed. I failed to see anything humorous. "You know, the way you two go at it reminds me of your mother and I when we were younger."
I analyzed the statement, recalling the stories of how my parents met when they were children, grew up together, and eventually married. "Ewwwww, that's sick, Daddy! Jason and I are nothing like you and Momma. I can't stand his ass, I mean behind."
My daddy curled his mouth up at my slip of the tongue. "Yeah, I know you meant behind." Jason grinned at me, glad to see me being chastised.
"What you looking at, fool?"
He glanced from my head to my feet and back up. "Nothing much. That's for sure."
My daddy laughed all over again. "Uh-huh, I can see it now. The two of you will probably end up married, just like your momma and I, with two or three kids and a house similar to this one."
"Daddy, I don't mean you no harm." I just had to correct him, because he was obviously hallucinating. "But before I marry that cross between a gorilla and a skunk, I will run away and become a nun."
"Hahahahahahaha." Jason chuckled like I had just said something hilarious, but I was dead serious. "Girl, you know you ain't going to join no convention!"
"Convention?" I pointed my finger at him. "You're so stupid. It's convent, dummy!" With that, I turned around and ran into the house to inform my mother about Jason's stupidity quotient. "Momma, guess what the stupid nucca just said!" That's how I first met Jason Reynard! That's how I first met my husband!
What's your addiction?
Mine is reading! - Jan 11, 13Hey Belles! I wanted to share my grades for last semester. They are all finally in and it wouldn't feel right if I didn't recap my crazy semester! Fall was definitely a jack of all trades. I took a variety of courses that were equally challenging and still walked away with a term GPA higher than a 3.5. For that I am extremely proud of myself and yes, I will be receiving my letter for making the dean's list very soon!Intro To Music - This course opened my eyes to western music and forced me to understand the dynamics of music. The course was almost like a history class because there was so much to remember and learn. One word to describe my professor was DOPE. She broke down this stale history and made it intriguing for us. I had to do a lot of off campus concert reports where I developed a new love for performing arts once again.Intro Spanish 2 - I had such a great professor. She truly is a sweet heart and her course was fun but very challenging. I am happy I was given that B+ because lord knows I am not a master in Spanish. The language is complex for me but I worked as hard as I could.Developmental USSO - This course was pretty laid back. The material was comprehend-able seeing as I've been learning about US history since I was 8! My professor was a cooky fella who had jokes for days.Theories of Personality - I will be honest. I was so worried about this course because the professor was thrown into our course without being adequately prepared. However, she still made it work and got through to us in a way that left us very engaged but unsure of our grades. Needless, to say it wasn't a class I woke up willingly for but yay for that A-Applied Stats -Seriously one of the hardest courses of my life. I am so grateful that I walked out of this class with an A- because I really worked and gave it my all the best I can. Math is not my friend by psychology is one of my passions and this course was a requirement for my degree. My professor changed my life he is such an inspiration and was so supportive during this difficult course material!Overall, I am extremely proud of my accomplishments. Yes, I wish I got all A's but I'm not a robot. The level of difficulty all these courses contained speaks for itself and I am pretty blessed to have still done so well despite that. I am currently enrolled in a Winter course and am working hard once again to keep my GPA moving up. Graduation is right around the corner and I am more ready than ever to become an academic scholar.Wish me luck!
- Jan 09, 13TWITTER // LOOKBOOK // TUMBLR // BLOGLOVIN // FACEBOOKWith Valentines Day approaching I couldn't help but smile at this awesome tickled pink spread in one of my magazines. I am always finding myself wearing some form of pink even though purple is really my favorite color. But anyways, here are a few items that I am wishing tickled me pink this Wednesday!
- Purple/Pink Clustered Earrings - I love them! They are so elegant and girly.
- Pink & Violet Eyeshadow - I am always dreaming of finding the perfect pink that doesn't make me look like a clown to wear on my eyes. These palettes are so vibrant and cute.
- Clutch - It is honestly so awesome and bad ass at the same time. I love the idea of pairing it with some leather pants or a leather jacket.
- Metallic Purse - It looks perfect for toting your camera, keys, and phone all in style.
- Tweed Studded Leather Gloves - Gorgeous Chic and fly! Wouldn't you agree?
- Suede Metal Shoes - These are supreme in my book hands down a real lady pump!
Are you tickled by pink? - Jan 07, 13TWITTER // LOOKBOOK // TUMBLR // BLOGLOVIN // FACEBOOKHey Beauty Belles! I have a new adventure to share with you all. One of my goals for the New Year is to keep up with my nails on a weekly basis. So here I am week two kicking off my Sunday Funday nails. I decided on a bubbly purple shade that was sassy and cute.I loved the idea of adding some glitter for a nice pop to the color.Sally Hansen Complete Salon Manicure as the main shade, I got this baby on sale for $2.05 at my local target but it usually retails for between $5.99 to $6.99. #SCORE The Love & Beauty glitter purple shade came in a variety pack that was under $5. #SUPERDEALWhere You Can Find It:
- Target
- Drug Store
- CVS
- Walgreens
- Walmart
- Rite Aid
- K-Mart
- Bed, Bath, & Beyond
Are you a purple or pink nail polisher? - Jan 02, 13TWITTER // LOOKBOOK // TUMBLR // BLOGLOVIN // FACEBOOKWhat prints and patterns will you trend in 2013?I decided on this outfit last minute and my best friend pulled it all together for me. I was a little apprehensive about stripes and color blocking since it is 2013 but I stopped and said who cares? I'm going to wear whatever makes me feel like the star that I know I am. I think pink was a great shade to welcome 2013 in with because it symbolizes my passion for life, fashion, love, and achievement. I'm ready for more style cravings and adventures with you all!The OutfitBlazer: Thrifted via GoodwillStriped Body Suit: TargetBodycon Skirt: K-MartClutch: H&M
- Jan 01, 13TWITTER // LOOKBOOK // TUMBLR // BLOGLOVIN // FACEBOOKI spent my New Year's with my ride or dies! I love these ladies to death, outfit details coming soon. We made our way to a Puerto Rican lounge called Don Coqui. Music was amazing, drinks were great, and the crowd was live. I was dancing all night long.Pink lips, kinky curls, and rum! Just the way I like it.Here are my nails for the New Year, the red are my bestfriend. I felt for sparkles and pop!I can't wait to share more posts and experiences with you all this year!
- Dec 31, 12Hey Belles! It's time to reflect on the year 2012. For me there were a lot of ups and downs, truns, and spins that I didn't anticipate but impacted what happened to me in the end. I feel 2012 was a year of lessons learned and mistakes made. Yes, I fell off my weight loss journey and perhaps I may have over indulged frequently but who isn't a human being with a craving? I could focus on all the negatives but we all know through chaos we find success and triumph. I am proud of the challenges, obstacles, and journeys that reshaped my perspective on life. Regardless, I will make it my business next year to learn from these tough lessons and become wiser in the face of adversity! Let's recap, rehash, and renew.15 Things I'm Thankful for in 2012
- Understanding Parents who very worked hard to ensure another year full of bountiful fortune and constant appreciation
- Siblings who reminded me growing up wasn't easy at their age for me either
- Breaks that exposed true intentions, real motives, and grander possibilities
- A pet who knows when to hug and cuddle when you need it the most
- Cooking lessons in the kitchen no matter how brutal or wacky they turned out to be
- Disputes that started terrible but ended up revealing a layer of fierceness in me that I never knew even existed.
- Late nights cruising with the best friends you've ever had
- Successful gym routines and workouts that I never thought I could complete such as spinning class and Zumba. I'm thankful for finding the courage to do these things!
- Beginning my natural hair journey. Showing others that it wasn't about completing a phase or joining a crowd but appreciating my inner beauty instead of my outer.
- Mistakes that led to learned lesson, wisdom is birthed through chaos not regret!
- Journaling as a means of therapy
- Reading more books than I originally planned that help me fall in love with words again
- Accepting my inner urges as liberating and no longer feeling shameful for having them
- Developing a fighting spirit and surviving during challenging times like Hurricane Sandy
- Impacting the lives of beautiful strangers who later became new friends
15 Things I Anticipate in 2013- Respecting others
- Completing my undergraduate studies and walking away with two bachelor's degrees
- Challenging myself mentally through my new creative writing daily journal
- Continuing my natural hair journey and experiencing the liveliness of my curls
- Developing my crafts more
- Focusing on loving me a lot more!
- Friendships and new beginnings
- Working on my personal relationship especially the one with my significant other
- Perfecting both blogs: 2bfitfabfierce and Imjustdaisy
- Bonding with my god siblings and siblings once again
- Reading more and constantly fueling my appetite for knowledge
- New traveling adventures!
- Soul searching spiritually
- Honoring my body by regaining my health and improving my weight loss journey
- Getting my confidence back on track stylistically!
Favorite pictures I took in 20125 Favorite Songs of 2012- Elle Varner - Refill
- Horchata - Vampire Weekend
- If I Had You - TiRon & Ayomari
- Close To You - Calvin Harris
- VCR - The XX
5 Favorite OOTD's of 201222nd Birthday Tribal Print WineIndependence Day July 4th Patriotism PersonifiedNautical Stripes in MarchCheetah Print and Grey ComboGoals/Resolutions/Promises For 2013- Get my permit, license, and lessons (Yikes, my secrets out I'm a NYC girl who can't drive)
- Lose 30-50 lbs!
- Apply for Graduate School
- Work It Out until I truly get FIT
- Manage my stress in a productive manner
- Grow mentally, physically, and spiritually
- Read more, write more, talk more! Improve my communication skills.
How was your 2012?
What have you learned for 2013? - Dec 31, 12TWITTER // LOOKBOOK // TUMBLR // BLOGLOVIN // FACEBOOKHey Belles! I just wanted to drop in before the New Year with an after Christmas Recap. This Christmas was a bit of a surprise for me. My family were everything and so loving. We had great good, great laughs, and great times. I figured as I got older the gifts under the tree would get smaller but that was the opposite for me. I am not one to boast or to gloat so I'll share a peek at some of my favorite gifts without being obnoxious or braggy!My hair was a bit non compliant this year but it added some spunk to Christmas get up!I was shocked to find these new toys underneath the tree. Samsung Galaxy SIII and a cute retro style headset. I am so in love with this gadget it takes having a phone to another level and I am glad for this much deserved upgrade! The camera quality is impressive in fact I've used most of my photos in the post courtesy of my galaxy s3.I had my eyes on some MAC lipglass for a while! I decided on shades that ranged from nude to rosy. I am quite please and should be doing some reviews soon!I love ELF products! I do not discriminate when it comes to a great bargain and a nice product. These glosses are amazing and I can't wait to pair them with lipstick!Double trouble! Two sets of Miss Jessie's Curling Pudding, God is great! Every one knows I needed some nutrients for my natural locks and to be honest, Jessie is the only one who takes care. And with this kind of hair growth, the type of care you receive is critical! Reviews asap!Clarisonic Mia in Berry! How fabulous, I've had my eye on this baby for months and she's finally here. I will also do a review on the befores and afters of investing in this product.Were you naughty or nice this Christmas?
- Dec 25, 12Happy Holidays Belles! I hope you are nestled around the ones you love, partaking in the joys of family and togetherness. Those are the cornerstones to a beautiful holiday. I want to take a moment and wish your spirit gladness and love. I'll be away for sometime now and won't be back until the new year with my traditional end of the year recap. I'll be brainstorming new ideas for 2013 and hitting restart on several areas in my life. I ask your understanding and patience as I do what is best for my homely blog and my kindred soul.Have A Great Holiday Belles!
- Dec 21, 12This week I have a new lipstick adventure to share with all you belles out there! I am loving soft pinks right now as the weather dips and the shades are centered around darker hues like blue and grey. This weeks lipstick is a hidden gem by Wet N' Wild called Retro Pink model 525D. It is a pearly pink with blue undertones and it is gorgeous!Why I love it:
- I love it because it is apart of the finishing silky collection and is very smooth.
- It has a very light texture and the shade is truly bubbly yet fun.
- It's like a light pink mixed with a purple.
- It looks fantastic paired with clear lip gloss
- It is super affordable at 99 cents, what a steal!
- It's perfect for work, interviews, and days when you want to be neutral and cute.
Where You Can Buy It- K-Mart
- CVS
- Beauty Supply Store
- Amazon
- Rite Aid
- Sally's
- Walmart
- Target
- Drugstore.com
- Walgreens
- EVERYWHERE!
I am giving it an A+ because the priceand the shade is truly inviting! - Dec 19, 12TWITTER // LOOKBOOK // TUMBLR // BLOGLOVIN // FACEBOOKHey style belles! I don't know about you but I am absolutely in love with the deep maroon, wine, burgundy color trend right now. Its just so rich, classy, and edgy. The color pops with a subtly that is sexy and alluring. Wouldn't you agree? While reading a new magazine on iPad I stumbled upon this spread and just had to share a couple of favorite maroon items.
- Those color blocked jeans are too cute. They scream horse back rider and biker chick all at once with the clash of that stark teal.
- That necklace is tribal and feathered with deep hints of wine mixed with gold. A color combination that brings you back to a time of queens and kings!
- That Marc Jacobs cross body pocket book is old fashioned and simple but a touch of burgundy throws it over the edge with a spicy twist.
- I love polka dots and light dots on top of wine colored jeans = a win in my book!
- We are always looking for the next best blazer and this shade is perfect for tying up a business or casual winter look.
Are you loving the wine color trend too? - Dec 14, 121.) I love this mug, it is so simple and cute.2.) Why of course Daisy has a deep love for all things Floral!3.) Reminds me of spotting Blue Jays in NYC's winter time4.) For the inner child in you who wakes up craving creativity5.) Because his & her should always be done rightCoffee or tea?
- Dec 12, 12Don't forget to follow me on instagram: @justdaisyHey Belles! It's that time again, instagram update time! I feel like I've been leaving out a few important details on my blog about what has been going on in my life lately. I think we all get caught up in the moment which is great but I want you all to be apart of those moments; good, bad, ugly, and pretty. The most important part of my space here is my lifestyle portion and the ability to relate with others around the world, so here we go!1. I cut my hair! After transitioning for 6 successful months, I decided to face my biggest fear and go in for a trim. Boy has it made all the difference. My hair has more volume, strength and bounce. It's so great and I look forward to my next trim in 3 weeks!2. This girl has been putting in work at the gym for the past 2 weeks! I woke up one morning, bought a cute new pair of sneakers, and decided to freaking getting moving.3. I've been writing more. In specific, I've been reading a bunch of words and jotting down what they mean to me. I'm exploring parts of me revealed through literature and art. Its quite amazing and I encourage you all to do so too!4. I found a new hangout spot with my girl Tati who was in NYC visiting. It's been years since I've enjoyed a traditional burger and shake combination. I love this little restaurant in midtown called The Counter. You get to build your own burger and they have sweet potato fries #winning5. I got my first gel manicure and I love them! I was a bit skeptical about the UV rays especially since you are constantly warned about the dangers of them. Needless to say, I had to take graduation pictures (how freaking surreal is that?) and I decided on this cute pink. My nails look uber short there but after two weeks of maintaining my manicure they have experienced significant growth.6. I straightened my hair! After 6 months of curls and kinks, I was shocked at my reflection. I had to take graduation pictures and was nervous my curls might be too much so I went to the salon for my old do. I didn't recognize that girl in the mirror, I've changed so much from her and it was scary. But it was scary and a good way, because change is altering and alterations are great! I have to say I don't miss the scorching hot blow dryers or the flat iron but I loved how strong my hair looked. I think I'll straighten every 3-4 months!Rolling solo with the gifs lately but here you all go:I want to follow you, shareyour instagram/gifboom links below!
- Dec 10, 12Emma Donoghue's Touchy Subjects found its way on ipad accidentally. Initially, I was searching for her popular novel, Room, and in my quest stumbled upon this compilation of short stories. It is written touching exactly on what you might consider touchy subjects divided up in to five sections: babies, domesticity, strangers, desire and death. Some of these topics make people skin literally shutter, itch, and crawl. Emma explores a world that is so personal that you find it almost intriguing grabbing the attention of the reader immediately. Emma's writing style is not one of deep complexity but very tasteful in its prose. Her sentences are elegant and almost tangible in their fluidity, quite impressive.My favorite section was on Babies and especially Desire. Within these touchy subjects there were so many different layers exposed about the lives ordinary people lead. Race, sexuality, gender, feminism, culture, love, parenting, ageism, religion, and even generational gaps are crossed in heavy detail in all of the ten to twenty pages Emma allows. At times some stories were more captivating than others but even during the slow reads Emma allowed for self reflection in the reader through her tales. I found myself pondering the situations and circumstances of all of these different characters and wondering what I would do if I were in their shoes. It was extremely revealing.I've always been a lover of short stories and feel there is a simple yet important way of grabbing the attention of the reader stylistically. I believe Emma has done a fantastic job with these short stories and look forward to reading more from this author.Some of my favorite quotes:
- "Is my worser half with you?"
- "Minds were like mussels: You shouldn't try to force them open."
- "The days would be long but the years would be short."
- "I remember thinking at the time that hands were far too private to exchange with strangers."
- "We get on each others nerves sometimes and under each others skin but the best of it is when your mouth opens to let my tongue in."
- "Bodies are an accident."
- "Men without wives were notoriously bad at keeping in touch."
- "All baggage looks the same, be sure you have your own."
Do you love short stories or hate them? - Dec 05, 12TWITTER // LOOKBOOK // TUMBLR // BLOGLOVIN // FACEBOOKThe Holidays are here. I can hardly believe it. As I age, my Christmas spirit still lingers, it is still one of my favorite times of the year. I notice a lot of friends become nonchalant about this joyous occasion but in my heart it is still a priority. I won't be joining any of the #teamgrinch or #teamscruge parties too soon, hopefully not ever. But anyways, my wish list this year is small but expensive as usual. I only want four to five items that I believe are worth spending my money on. P.S. I found that awesome printable Christmas List guide on the web, isn't it great?1.) Clarisonic Mia, a beauty item I've been dreaming of for a while. I hear these things are timeless and a great investment.2.) Vera Wang's Lovestruck, this scent is out of worldly. It smells delicious, elegant, and floral.3.) Samsung Galaxy S3, I think its time I leave my Blackberry in the stone age and experience the android culture. I've heard nothing but great things about this phone!4.) MAC Lipglass or Lipgloss, because I just love there shades and all those cute names!5.) Homemade Gift: A natural hair care kit with Coconut Oil and Natural Shea ButterWhat's on your Christmas Wish List?
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