Pretty in pink

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Aurore Heeled Boot

Fall is finally here and I couldn’t be happier! It’s my favorite season and it never lasts long enough, so I’m going to enjoy it while I can. To help usher in the new season, I’ve purchased my first pair boots of fall ’17.

When I saw this pair of boots on shoedazzle, I immediately fell in love. Everything about her (yes, I refer to my shoes as “she” and “her”) reminds me of my pointe shoes. I had to have her and lucky for me, there was a labor day sale going on. When she finally arrived in the mail, she was everything I’d hoped she’d be. She’s a true knee high boot and at 4.75 inches, she’s super easy [for me] to walk in. She’s definitely sure to be a statement piece in my closet. She also comes in two other colors so if blush isn’t you’re cup of tea, there’s also black and red to choose from. I’m so excited for fall and I can’t wait to wear my new boots!

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About Last Night

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The sky belongs to the stars -Buddy Holly

I’m not an athletic person. I’ve never played on a sports team for softball, soccer, water polo or even Marco Polo for that matter. Yoga, Pilates, and ballet are more my thing; however, I’ve always admired the spirit of the team. Teams are great, you’ve got a whole group of people, all doing different things to achieve one common goal. Once that goal is achieved, everybody wins together.

Last night, I had a chance to be a part of a team. Not a sports team, but a team of another sort…

I attended the 69th annual Primetime Emmys as seat-filler. As a seat-filler, your goal is fairly simple: make sure the camera doesn’t catch any empty seats. It’s basically a game of musical chairs all night.

While us, seat-fillers were working as a team to fulfill one goal, we watched as so many other teams of directors, writers, actresses and actors, etc. achieved their own goals. Even if one person won, the entire team won. Not one person got on the stage to say, “I’d like to thank myself, because I’m the only one that made this possible.” It was a group effort. There’s no such thing as a one-person show at the Emmys.

Speaking of teams achieving their goals, three teams in particular had an exceptional night. The cast and staff of Veep, The Handmaid’s Tale, and Big Little Lies all took home multiple awards. Big Little Lies and The Handmaid’s Tale each took home a total of eight awards, while Veep won a whopping seventeen awards! It was a great night for women in television. Having the opportunity to attend the Emmys has by far been the highlight of my year. Seeing so many people’s hard work pay off is both inspiring and incredible. I literally got to see history unfold before my very eyes as Donald Glover aka “Childish Gambino” became the first African-American to win an Emmy for directing a comedy. Lena Waithe also made history as the first African-American to win for comedy writing.

So congratulations to all of the winners and best wishes on everyone’s future endeavors. Thanks to FIJI water for keeping everyone hydrated and L’Oreal for keeping all the ladies beautiful with complimentary lipstick and mascara in the bathrooms! I thoroughly enjoyed myself and I look forward to returning next year.

Team work really does make the dream work.

 

Fenty Beauty

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Fenty Beauty was created for everyone: for women of all shades, personalities, attitudes, cultures, and races. I wanted everyone to feel included, that’s the reason I made this line. -Rihanna

I’m not a beauty guru. I don’t spend insane amounts of money on makeup. In fact, about 90% of my makeup comes from target (because I love that place!). So on Friday when I opened up an email from Sephora and saw that Rihanna had a makeup line, I was intrigued. I clicked the link to the store and saw that I could get a free mini makeover at any Sephora. So why not?

I tried the ProFilt’r primer as well as the ProFilt’r foundation. At this point I’ve pretty much had it on all day and I have no complaints. Its super comfortable on my face and isn’t heavy or cakey. Oh and by the way, her foundation comes in forty different colors! Thank God for the color matching experts at Sephora! I also tried the Killawatt freestyle highlighter and the gloss bomb. The highlighters are super pigmented and the gloss is moisturizing, and long lasting. Her prices are pretty awesome too, so I am definitely planning on making a purchase of all the products that I tried.

Rihanna continues to expand her repertoire by making her mark in the makeup world; not an easy feat, but she seems to be easing in just fine. I’m so proud of Rihanna and excited to see what she does with the line in the future.

Until next time…xoxo

Role model

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So this morning while checking my email, I noticed there was a sale going on over at Spiritual Gangster. And the wonderful thing about shopping online is that when there’s a sale going on, you’re only one click away! So I headed over to check it out. I came across this swimsuit that I thought was absolutely gorgeous, but what really caught my eye was the model wearing it. She’s a beautiful girl, of course. But what was intriguing to me was the fact that she had stretch marks. Yes, she’s a model with stretch marks, and she’s still absolutely beautiful. I was so surprised to see her, because, you know it’s not everyday you see a model that looks like an actual person, not some dreamed up version of what someone decided all women should look like. I’m so glad that Spiritual Gangster didn’t Photoshop or edit her to look unnatural. It was a good move on their end. I hope to see more untouched photos of models in the future. Our so-called flaws are what make us unique and individuals. No one should have to strive for an unrealistic goal of perfection. We’re all uniquely beautiful.

P.S. I totally bought that swimsuit!

Xoxo, enjoy your day and don’t forget to be beautiful!

Timeline

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Timeless as a rose
The story of you and I
It was as if time
itself had froze
The moment
you caught my eye
Oh cliché I know
But time and space
Don’t lie
You’ve been running
through my mind
I’ve been trying to
jog your memory
Chasing that silver lining
Hoping that you’d
remember me

©Jocsalyn Janay 2017

Crossroads

Red lights glare
Enter if you dare
The daydreamers stare
Empty as the air
Manic horns blare
Piercing the silent night
Are we almost there
I may be wrong
But I think you’re right
I’m feeling every care
That I’ve ever cared
Building up inside
Spilling through my eyes
Speak easy
but speak these lies
Are you ok
Yes I’m alright

©Jocsalyn Janay 2017

Desperate Housewife

Potiphar drinks the last of his orange juice, grabs another slice of toast and sprints out of the kitchen as if his iPhone had been timing him. “Goodbye honey,” he says as he kisses his wife on the cheek. “I wish I could stay and finish breakfast, but I’ve got an early meeting. Joseph should be here any minute. Tell him I left the blueprints on my desk.” Potiphar’s wife smiles and waves through the window as her husband disappears inside the black BMW and backs out of the driveway. Mrs. Potiphar heads upstairs to the loft. Reclining on a divan, she pulls up her favorite web store on her tablet and begins a round of online shopping. Suddenly there’s a knock at the door, then another one. Mrs. Potiphar debates whether or not she should get the door, then she hears a voice. “Hello?” “Hello?” Mrs. Potiphar walks over to the banister to see a handsome, well-built young man standing in the foyer. “Good morning, Joseph,” she says. Joseph looks up to the banister, “Oh, hey Mrs. P. Umm, I knocked. I didn’t get any answer so I used my key. I hope it’s alright.” Mrs. Potiphar smiles, “Of course, don’t be ridiculous. You’re always welcome here.” Joseph nods his head in appreciation, “I was just dropping by for some blueprints Mr. P. left for me.” “Oh, yes, those,” Mrs. Potiphar says. “They’re up here on his desk,” she says, walking back to her divan. Noticing that Joseph has made no effort to move, she calls over her shoulder, “You can come get them. I don’t bite.” Joseph makes his way to the loft and locates the blueprints on Potiphar’s desk. “Thanks, Mrs. P. I’ll be in the yard if you need me.” Mrs. Potiphar walks over to Joseph, “Actually, I do need something,” she says. “Yeah?” Joseph asks. Mrs. Potiphar grabs Joseph by his shirt, “Come to bed with me!”   …And scene
No, this isn’t some long lost script of the tales of Wisteria Lane. This is Genesis 39 (well, minus all of the modern day amenities). Basically, Joseph worked for Potiphar, an Egyptian official. Potiphar trusted Joseph enough to put him in charge of his household and everything he owned. Gen.39:7 says, “And after a while his master’s wife took notice of Joseph and said ‘Come to bed with me!'”(NIV) As we continue to read in verse 10, we see that this wasn’t one isolated incident. “And though she spoke to Joseph day after day, he refused to go to bed with her or even be with her (Gen.39:10 NIV).
At this point, Potiphar’s wife has made a few things clear, 1) She has no boundaries, 2) She doesn’t understand what ‘NO’ means, and 3) She has no regard for her husband. But the story doesn’t end there, we’re about to see just how desperate Potiphar’s wife really is.
In the very next verse, Joseph shows up to work and none of the other servants are inside, that’s when Potiphar’s wife grabs him by his cloak and again, tells him to “Come to bed” with her. Joseph runs away from her, leaving his cloak in her hands. Having been rejected by Joseph for the last time, she decides to make him pay. She calls her servants in, and tells them that Joseph tried to rape her, and when Potiphar hears this, he throws Joseph in jail.
Potiphar’s wife is the epitome of a desperate housewife or desperate woman altogether. Not only was she desperate, but also shameless and resentful. Her selfishness and lies caused an innocent man to go to prison.
We can learn a few things from Potiphar’s wife. Number 1, being that no means no. All jokes aside, if you’ve ever you lied to cover yourself; your actions are parallel to that of Potiphar’s wife’s actions. We need to own up to our mistakes instead of deflecting them on to someone else. Also, everyone deals with rejection at one time or another. In high school, I didn’t get asked to the prom by the guy I liked, and I’ve gotten passed up for positions at work that I really wanted. It happens. Revenge isn’t the answer. It should never be the answer. What are some ways that you deal with rejection?