First things first, Khloe just posted a picture on IG showing the many pairs of Timbs she owns.. including the white ones. Ya’ll don’t understand. I need those in my life, a$ap like Rocky. I just posted them on Twitter with the caption, “so I know it’s real.” Need ’em.
My style is constantly evolving. I can never quite put a label on my own particular style because I’m all over the place with my wardrobe. Really everywhere with life. Si is definitely one of my biggest style inspirations. It’s funny because I grew up in a house with all boys, aside from my mom, and I always looked up to my big brothers like little sisters do with their sisters.I never really had the opportunity to have a female figure, close in age, to model myself after. It was always Mike and Si. I’m the only girl but I always wanted to be just like them.
There’s definitely certain things about myself that are constant. The long nails. The nose ring/stud. The piercings. The tattoos. Usually a hat. My same make-up routine. All of those points make up standard, Raven.. physically.
Over the past month I’ve been interviewing like crazy for jobs but I never once thought to myself, “cut your acrylics!” or “take out your nose ring!” My whole position on that is this: I can adequately display my resume, present my credible work experiences, and convince a company why I would be the best possible person for the given position with the skin I’m in. On the other hand, I’ve learned you can only be so stubborn and so rebellious. Don’t get me wrong, I’m overly aware of the world we live in. If I walked into certain places looking how I usually do, they’d turn me away instantly at the door. I’m not naive, just defiant. I just try to prove a point. Piercings and tattoos don’t make me less equipped for a position. Sleep on me if you want to. *rolls eyes*
Anyways doe (kat stacks voice), I realize (barely) that I’m getting older and have more responsibilities that go along with being legal. I’m 21 if you guys didn’t know.. It’s going to take everything in me not to spend all my money on clothes. It’s really bad guys, I can’t save my money for shit. At the end of the day, I’ll have to come to terms that the money I was going to spend on those Timbs could go toward paying off a school balance. It’s fuckin’ booty cheeks because I need those Timbs in my life, but you have to really determine what takes priority. Gotta grow up at some point. I gotta tell myself that everyday.
Completely shifting gears. I was listening to Kanye (of course) earlier, specifically “All Falls Down.” That song is so fuckin’ real to me. The purpose and vision of that whooooole song is real life. For real. I’ve always taken the, “single black female addicted to retail” personally because that could’t explain the reality of my own life more clearly. It’s crazy, I was watching a Kanye interview before College Dropout was even released, and he gave the interviewer some bars that he said was from his song “Insecure.” Turns out the song was really “All Falls Down”.. which ended up being one of my top three Yeezy songs of all time! Aside from this song, Stacy Dash is in the video looking badder than ever. Sheesh. Needless to say, I live for Kanye and that first verse is l i f e. This post was all over the place but “All Falls Down” really just does it for me. Touches on one’s discretions. Insecurities. Troubles. Distractions. Visions, of the world and more importantly of themselves. For lack of better wording, it really is the truth.