“When you govern this nation, You govern the PEOPLE. Keep belittling us and we’re going to rise up higher than your ego.”
Watching a film about a tragic event that happened 50 years ago, I felt as if it could have been a clip that I would see on the news tomorrow.
After reading “The Power of Now” I could say, “Relax, don’t take life overly serious.” It immediately increased my confidence. It was an overnight magical process.
Reading the book, I wished to hand it off to everyone in my life to explain, “This is me. I am Starr. This is what I feel.”
“It’s a great shock to realize you’re black” in America. And me being raised in white suburbia, that line is all too true.
Over pancakes at IHOP, my dad expressed that my mom used to sport a “Nautica white, with blue and yellow color blocks, short-sleeve polo,” which epitomizes my style. I often remark that my parents should have kept their non-existent children in mind before they did away with their apparel from their adolescence.
“Hidden Figures” is a testimony to the struggle of women of color and how important it is to have a strong support system behind you every step of the way.
The most recent offering from the dynamic duo partnership between Netflix and Marvel, “Luke Cage,” is a love letter to Harlem, and more specifically black culture, and features many cameos from prominent people.
When her boyfriend breaks up with her for a girl easily defined as a Manic Pixie Dream Girl, Beatrice reinvents herself as Trixie Giovanni, a sunflower-loving, French-speaking, bubbly young girl with an affinity for mismatched shoes in order to win him back.
The sun was raging. Anger was palpable, and drawl-y southern accents were slow and thick. I knew it was going to be an experience. This is what I saw.