Can it be that it was all so simple then?

Reebok's limited-edition Jean-Michel Basquiat inspired sneaker


I’m feeling a little nostalgic today because I’m still high off of the New Edition concert I went to last night. The 1980’s heartthrob singing sensation rocked NYC’s Beacon Theater (unfortunately sans Ralph Tresavant who was ill) and I enjoyed every minute of it. I was two-stepping to Popcorn Love and Mr. Telephone Man like I was eight years old again. Good times. I have rather fond memories of my childhood and I grew up in a very working class household. Could that be an oxymoron? Nope. Contrary to what mainstream media often portrays (the Huxtables aside), every little black kid growing up in NYC or any ‘urban’ city for that matter during the 80’s and 90’s isn’t a scene from a Charles Dickens story. I love to reminisce on the pioneers of hip-hop, playing ‘it’ and being extremely excited about hearing the Mister Softee truck during the summer months.

So, I was grinning ear-to-ear when I learned that Reebok re-launched an entire collection of Freestyle kicks to commemorate the 25th Anniversary of the sneaker. WHAT?! Most of you reading this remember these sneakers as ‘fifty-four elevens’. For those of you out of the loop, the sneakers were given that nickname because that is exactly how much they cost with tax during their hey-day. In the 80’s to mid- 90’s, these sneakers were so popular that I believe they became and remain to be the highest selling women’s sneaker for Reebok - ever. (Please know that I did not fact-check that information.) They were sold in all of these yummy rainbow colors - I had a spearmint pair myself. Sometime in the late 90’s it became very passé to wear these sneakers however because they had become relegated to ‘young girls’ or dare I say ‘chickenheads’. But I am old enough to remember when and therefore really can appreciate this anniversary collection. Reebok went all out and is introducing a pair practically every month this year. I’m quite excited about the Basquiat pair. I might not be able to afford one of his paintings just yet but I can have a little bit of the visionary’s work on my kicks. Be sure to take the little quiz on the site http://www.rbk.com/us/freestyle/ to find out your sneaker-personality match. (Mine is Sheen.) Since I’m no longer 15, I rarely wear sneakers these days but I think any of these would be perfect worn with a pair of skinny jeans, a funky belt and a feminine, flirty top without appearing juvenile. Also, after viewing the website, you will see that the Freestyles no longer cost $54.11 even before tax. Just looking at these sneakers takes me back to a time when all I had to worry about was cleaning my room, doing my homework and eagerly finishing the latest Judy Blume or Sweet Valley High book. But as some wise person once said ‘Nothing is constant but change itself’.

Random Fun Fact: What’s always been really funny to me is that most people I know never actually paid $54.11 for their fifty-four elevens. You see, around my way (Southeast Queens) everyone copped their kicks from the Ave aka Jamaica Avenue and no one pays tax in most of the stores on the Ave. Every borough has a version of Jamaica Avenue by the way. Brooklyn has Fulton Street (Downtown), the Bronx has Fordham Road and Manhattan has 2-5th or 125th Street in Harlem. I don’t know what Staten Island has. Those kids from Shalin probably went to BK to get their sneaker shopping on.


Leave me a comment and let me know what your favorite memory of growing up in NY is.

R.I.P. Ryan

Learning When to Say When: This Is Grown Folx B-I

We'll buy a lot of clothes when we don't really need ‘em,
Things we buy to cover up what's inside.

All Falls Down, Kanye West


I went to a sample sale earlier this week and purchased two fabulous frocks. Although the dresses are from a designer I really respect and admire - I know, deep down in my heart of hearts that I didn’t need those dresses. I need a new mattress. I need to remember to take my iron pills to control my anemia. But those dresses? Didn’t need ‘em one bit. I knew it when I tried on the dresses, I knew it when I paid for them and I know it now. In my defense, every time I purchase something from said designer, I end up wearing the items for multiple years. And her well-crafted, highly detailed creations always get me loads of compliments. So while I don’t totally regret my purchases, I realize more and more as I get older that it is quality – not quantity- that produce a stylish wardrobe.

How often have we all stood in front of our over-stuffed closets (often containing clothes that still have tags on them), frustrated because we ‘have nothing to wear’? Virtually all of us have because we unfortunately live in a society where over-consumption is the norm. But that’s another blog and post all together… My point is that I’m trying to achieve balance in my life. Of course I want fly gear. But I also love to travel and see the world, I want to live in a fly pad and most importantly, I want to live debt-free and keep my finances on the up and up as much as possible. Plus, wisdom (and not being a trust-fund kid) has taught me that fly gear does not necessarily mean new gear.

My co-worker hipped me to another sample sale last week after the before mentioned one, and I was so tempted to go. So, so tempted. But, I did the grown-up thing and opted out. Sure, I could have went, thrown caution to the wind and charged my little heart out. While it was difficult to pass initially, I am so glad I didn’t give in. In times like those I remember the sage advice given to me by a veteran fashion stylist a few years ago. She had just complimented me on a sweater I was wearing and I quickly rejected the compliment saying, ‘Oh, I threw this on because I was running late and didn’t have to iron it. I just wore this same outfit last week!’ She politely warned, ‘Sweetie, people don’t remember how often you wore something. They just remember whether you looked good in it or not.’

Well call me a sucker, but I thought her advice was so profound and it has been in my subconscious ever since.

Living within your means is probably the most stylish way to step out of all.

A Few of My Favorite (stylish) Things

Lip gloss - I’m not really a make-up wearer but lip gloss never fails to help pull your whole situation together. Trust. Someone even decided to write a song about it… My top pick is Nars Revolt. I also like Lancome Paris Juicy Tubes and MAC Lip Glass. I admit the lip glass is not my favorite (it’s a bit too sticky) but it stays in rotation simply because it's a black girl requirement.

http://www.narscosmetics.com/acb/stores/1/Lip-Gloss-C11_category_7.aspx

Trouser jeans - My favorite are from Habitual. For girls with hips, Habitual always gets it right. In general, trouser jeans are ideal for those of us with a little more hip action because they balance us out. Very flattering. By now we all know that skinny jeans are ‘the it thing’ and high-waisted denims are ‘back’ but a standard trouser jean is classic and timeless. I love my indigo pair. Another perk is they don’t look as casual as traditional jeans which makes them perfect for ‘dressing up’ without really ‘dressing up’.

http://www.habitual.com/

Stiletto note cards from Smythson of Bond Street - The popularity of email, texting and instant messaging kinda scares me. I admit to being a techno phobe but beyond that the lack of human contact nowadays is just aggravating at times. I personally prefer a good 'ole fashioned phone convo over im any day. Moreover, snail mail communication is dang near extinct in 2007. How surprising and downright uplifting is it to get a note card in your mailbox? That’s why I find the sophistication of these correspondence cards from Smythson so refreshing. Plus, they have a quiet sex appeal to them but are still professional enough for business correspondence. So worth the $$$. http://www.smythson.com/SmythsonSite/product/wp-cp6202.htm

Kai fragrance - I really dislike perfumes or colognes that immediately smell like alcohol. Unfortunately for me, that eliminates 90% of what’s on the market because alcohol is a major ingredient in most fragrances for preservation purposes. I prefer scented oils but they have a tendency to be too strong (think: those 2 for $10 options sold on the street in any urban city, USA) or just plain messy. So, I was nothing short of ecstatic when I discovered Kai, a soft, feminine oil that’s get this -- a roll-on. It’s a light blend of gardenia and other essential oils. Ureka! http://www.kaifragrance.com/main.php

Wife beaters - I'm talking the little boys, 3 in a pack Hanes joints. While the very un-pc monkier for this staple is well, very un-pc, I really can't seem to call them anything else. I literally have close to 20 of them. I layer them. I’ve worn them under suits to the office. I wear them with jeans and cute shoes to the club. I wear them around the crib when I'm doing laundry. Although I have them in various colors - the white ones are the most popular in my dresser drawer and I often find myself thinking I can rock one with pretty much anything in my closet. (See my home-page pic.)

Vintage pieces from Mommy and Grandma - Vintage accessories are one of the ways that so many of us add personality and uniqueness to our wardrobes. As much as I enjoy the idea of vintage however, I’m honestly not a big vintage shopper. The best vintage scores for me by far have been from my mother and maternal grandmother (RIP). Not only is this cost-effective, but each piece holds sentimental value because it belonged to someone special. Although both my mom and grandma threw away countless gems, they still left me with some pretty good stuff.

Silver ring given to my mother from our cousin who purchased it on a Mexican vacay.
Grandma’s wooden bangle. She wore a lot of costume jewelry.
This brown leather belt with brass buckle from my mother looks so right paired with dark denim.

Tulips - There are some things in this world that no matter what’s going on in life manage to make you feel just a little bit better. Tulips do that for me. And it’s nice to know that for the most part, they’re less expensive than roses which for some reason men have been trained to think all women love. I dig roses too. But tulips are less predictable and in most cases don’t seem as serious. Tulips are sorta like the ‘fun’ flower. I think I’ll pick myself up a bunch this week…

A few of my fave stylish places...

The world is not yet exhausted. Let me see something tomorrow which I never saw before.
- Samuel Johnson

I love to travel. For me, a change of scenery (especially because of NYC's hustle and bustle) always does the body and the mind good. So, I try to travel whenever my wallet and my vacation time at work allow me to. In my 31 years, I've traveled extensively around the country and there are indeed some gorgeous destinations here in these so-called United States. I discovered the jaw-dropping red mountain ranges of Sedona, Arizona this past Christmas with my mom. Been to Montreal with an ex - people were nice and it’s an impressively clean city. Numerous Caribbean getaways with friends and fam alike that made me wanna take a leave of absence from the j-o. Memorable moments in Europe (some even solo) range from visiting castles in Edinburgh, Scotland to eating gelato in Florence, Italy. And I can't wait to return to London for shopping on Oxford Street and Spitalfields Market. Oh, and debating the Jay-Z/Nas beef and other hip-hop history with native dudes in Guinea, West Africa was simply priceless. (I gotta give that trip it's own post for sure.) But, without a doubt the most beautifuliest place in this world I have ever been in my life thus far is the island of Dominica.

Dominica aka paradise

There is no hair-braiding on the beach or any cheesy Club Med resorts. But what this quaint island does offer are plush rain forests, ridiculous waterfalls at every turn - it's just so freakin' pretty! One of my tour guides said that if Christopher Columbus came back in time, this island would be the most recognizable to him of all the Caribbean. It’s just raw nature in all it’s splendidness. I hope to go back with my future husband one day - it's like that.
http://discoverdominica.com/site/index.cfm?gclid=CMzB0LaRwYwCFRaHgQodVQZ4Vw




Sometimes the best travel destinations don’t require getting on a plane. Just a subway ride and an imagination. A couple are:

The Meatpacking District's Highline

Highline - An incognito (well, maybe not anymore) spot in NYC’s meatpacking district that has delicious Thai fusion inspired dishes, fruity cocktails and a cool ambiance for those on a budget. I eat here every chance I get. And as I discovered with a friend last summer, Highline is walking distance from a pier with tennis courts, grassy patches and benches that are ideal for journal writing or sketching or maybe even just daydreaming and watching the all too interesting people of NYC walk by.
http://www.nychighline.com/


The Cloisters - Every time I go to The Cloisters I ask myself, 'Why don't you come here more?' It's at the very tip of upper Manhattan and looking down at the city is so theraputic. It always provides a quick little get away without really going anywhere. And it’s also the perfect retreat if you want to hear yourself think which I personally find hard to do at home. Ft. Tryon Park (where The Cloisters are located) is definitely one of The Big Apple's hidden gems. (Tip: The admission fee is 'suggested' not required.)
http://www.metmuseum.org/Works_of_Art/department.asp?dep=7

The Cloisters in Ft. Tryon Park

My favorite stylish things up next…

These are a few of my favorite (stylish) people...

Trendy is short,
Fashion is long,
Style is forever.

I don’t know who to attribute the above quote to, but dang if it ain’t true. It’s exactly why I named my blog People.Places.Things. Style is bigger than gray being the new black or flats being all the rage in Milan. Style can certainly encompass those things but it’s also the type of stationery you choose to write on, the restaurants you dine in and why you’d rather stay in a bed & breakfast over a Holiday Inn.

So, while my first post had nothing to do with style on the surface, it had everything to do with my personal style. I at least try to write what’s in my heart, and last week it was in my heart to post on friendship.

Anywho, this week, I’ve decided to post on a few of my favorite (stylish) people, places and things. Just the stuff that’s on my style radar. Nothing more, nothing less. It’s my blog, right? I’m starting with ‘people’. I hope somebody feels this.

There are a handful of celebs who I always look forward to seeing out and about, in paparazzi pics and on the red carpet at fancy smancy functions. Although they almost always have a team of stylists, hair/make-up artists, etc. at their beckoning call, their personal sense of style never fails to shine through. This is why they don’t look like everyone else - how boring is that?

Tracee Ellis Ross - Ok, I admit Tracee has a major head start. Her mother is only the style icon Diana Ross which means she has access to some of the flyest one-of-a-kind stuff around. And Tracee is a former fashion editor for heaven’s sake. Still, she continuously mixes vintage and contemporary, high and low garb to perfection. One of the reasons I watch Girlfriends is to see what fierce get-ups Tracee’s character Joan is gonna be rockin’. Bump the costume designer for the show, we know Tracee is really dressing herself most of the time. Plus, she’s so underrated as a comedic actress. Anyone remember her on MTV’s Lyricist Lounge?

Kelis - So ahead of her time. This uptown (that’s Harlem for you non NYC folx) songtress single-handedly brought back the 1980’s asymmetrical cut. And when too many caught on, she switched it up one time and dyed it pink. Very few celebs have the confidence and skill to pull off the looks Kelis does. It’s no wonder Brit fashion guru Matthew Williamson (one of my fave designers by the way) counts her as his muse. He designed her breathtaking mint green wedding gown. I know some of y’all think Kelis goes too far with her gear but that hubby of hers, Nasir Jones seems to think otherwise. Oh yeah, Nas is definitely one of my fave stylish people too. (His style always comes through in his lyrics. Corny but true. The fact that he STAYS with a fresh cut doesn’t hurt.) Sidebar: Mrs. Jones album ‘Kelis Was Here’ has got to be one of 2006’s most slept on R&B releases.

I also always check for Gwen Stefani and Jessica Simpson. And a moment of silence for Lauryn Hill. When she (finally) gets her head together she’s coming for all these broads because Lauryn’s style is totally and utterly A-M-A-Z-I-N-G!

The ‘celebs’ above were probably expected. They get recognized regularly for their stylish contributions to society. Not as much as those overrated chicks Sienna Miller and Kate Moss but I digress. I am honestly more impressed by the ‘real people’ in my ‘real life’ who stay fly, I-I-I-I-I-I- you get the point… Like those dignified women in church (y’all know who I’m talking ‘bout) who wear the sickest hats every Sunday. I mean EVERY Sunday. Now that’s tradition and style. Loves it. There’s also my co-worker J.B. who at 60 is sexy, sassy and knows it. She always dresses like a grown-a** woman and not someone trying to relive her youth. But she never, ever looks dowdy. Oh and the tight salt and pepper Cesear she rocks makes them young boys do a double take. HA! Last but certainly not least are the distinguished gentlemen who have really earned to right to be called gentlemen. Not only is he polite, his shoes are always shined, his shirts always starched and his hat is cocked to the side just so. (And he knows to remove it when he enters a room.) His jewelry is minimal, no need to flaunt wealth, or lack of. He can teach a class on swagger cuz he exudes it constantly and it’s effortless, but actually swagger always is. Olu Dara, Nas’ daddy has it all day long. {Insert cliché about apple not falling far from tree here.}

My fave stylish places and things are on the way…
(My next post will have pics, I promise. But I needed to get this up already and most of you know I can be technically challenged.)

Where my girls at?

"I don’t really have female friends. All of my friends are dudes ‘cuz girls are jealous of me."

If I had a dollar for every time I heard those words, I could buy myself that little black dress I’ve been eyeing. Actually, I’m gonna buy myself that dress anyway but I’ve heard similar sentiments to the one above from young women since high school. Those same words now make me even more thankful for my girlfriends.

At 31, I realize that the friendships I have with my female friends is quite special and unique. I don’t think I’ve felt more confident about this than I did last weekend at my friend Monique’s wedding. Not only was I extremely happy because one of my close friends has found a man who is on the same level as her mentally, professionally and is fun as heck - but the entire weekend, I was reminded of how dope my girlfriends are. They are doctors, editors, principals, paralegals, army captains, manicurists, stylists, publicists, AIDS prevention trainers, biology researchers and fashion merchandisers. They range in complexions from the deepest mocha to the lightest café latte. Wear their hair in locks, low-cut naturals, twists, doobies or weaves. Drive Lexus trucks (Yeah Tamara!) or take public transportation. Own brownstones (Yeah Nik!), co-ops, condos, townhouses and rent small, cramped apartments. Sizes range from 2 to 22. (Ok, not quite but you get my point.) Some of us are struggling, living check to check but trying to get our finances straight while others could give Suze Orman a run for her money with their knowledge of mutual funds. Some of us are totally, head over heels in love like the newly wedded Monique while others have been single for over a year like yours truly. My very best friend is married and has two small children. She rarely even comes into the city because she’s busy in Long Island helping with homework, attending Girl Scout meetings, driving to soccer practice and the like. She couldn’t care any less about most of the ‘industry’ events I often attend for work. Somehow, we have remained friends since childhood and other than my mother and brother, she knows me better than anyone. Despite all these differences, my friends and I love each other and support one other in all that we do. Although I’ve yet to meet my soul mate (or perhaps I have and don’t realize it) I couldn’t be happier for Mo. She and her husband are a blessing to be around because I can feel how much he loves her. It’s the little things he does when he doesn’t even think anyone is looking. I constantly tell Mo that she finding her husband is one for the home team! Last weekend, we were all chipping in when and how we could to ensure that Monique’s big day was all that it could be. And then we partied like rock stars at the reception. Good times indeed.

Yeah, yeah, yeah - I know this might sound like one big love fest. Of course, we have disagreements and downright get on each others nerves at times. But that’s human nature, it happens in relationships with the opposite sex as well. Plus, our lives are all so hectic now that we don’t get to hang out as much as we’d like to. But when we do get together, it’s like no time has passed. That’s what true friendship is about. And it’s very possible to achieve among females.

So, what do I have to say to those who still claim that females just hate on them too much and that they feel more comfortable around their male friends? Shame on you. Don’t get me wrong, I most certainly value my friendships with my male amigos as well. I have a very special place in my heart for them in fact. Honestly, there are times when I just want to be around testosterone - and not necessarily in a sexual way. But I don’t need my male friends to validate me. Sorry, my father did that long ago. And now I do it for myself. Trust, I love my boys for real but not to have any solid girlfriends… I just can’t imagine. Jealously and envy have no place in a ‘true’ friendship anyway. It’s so nice to know that I am surrounded by people who are secure enough in themselves not to trip over things like, ‘Oh she think she cute cuz she got a man now’ or ‘She thinks she’s better than me because she’s light-skinned’ How exhausting that must be! At this point in my life, I certainly don’t need any more friends. My Space can keep that - I’m good. But I’m so glad that I have some really, really good folks of both sexes to help me get through this complicated journey called life. And I hope they feel the same about me.