Makeup is a second passion for me..it’s my way of enhancing the beauty of the women around me. Find me on YouTube with the video “Beat Your Brows” and check out my instagram at @Insomni_act for my 40 days of lipstick challenge and looks
My latest hairstyle, FAUX LOCS, this is the best protective style yet. And has defintiely encouraged me to loc my hair, as I have been thinking about it for quite sometime now. Friends have been encouraging me for years before the “BIG HAIR” from even came along. These are truly the best at “itching that scratch” sort of speak. They were done by me and it took at least 8-10 hours of hard work, because I have a lot of hair and I took some breaks. But the end result was definitely worth it. I even kept the red hair because it is the one color that I love the most for my hair and skin tone.
Dear, Jay Z
Last night I had a dream ..and this is what was said to me..
I had a dream I said..like you did I said..about what you asked…I replied and said..taking over your label..Rocnation…I said..what kind of dream you said…like the one you had .…which one.. you said…you and Biggie I said…and what did he say… you asked….give her the label..I said….are you sure you said…definitely …I said…had no idea..that something like that wouldcometome I said……thoughts been racing..ever since I said…wow you said…I replied and said…same thing I said…
We talked I said…about this dream I had…with you, Biggie, and myself I said… I begantopray I said…needed confirmation about ..what happened I said…God replied…and said ..just ask ..…he said; start typing he said…to who I ask…to Shawn Carter he said…told me to write as he spoke..about what I asked..he replied the label..and said…trust me I said…
Pondered I said..unbelievable I said…same way ..same dream..every time …I said…My one of a kind self ….I’m just a writer I said…all you need is…your lyrics..he replied and said…it’s your wordflow…trust me he said…they say be careful what you wish for…is what I said…he said..you’re not wishing…it’s a part of your destiny …he said..
Not scared I said…not second guessing I said…no need he said…
Glanced at you…and said…I want the label I said..you replied..you deserve it and said….just explain why you asked…Jay I said…I love music..I said…miss the boom pap…I said..hiphop I said…the lyrical content..with that genuine flow I said….the producers and the instruments I said…make beats I said…from their heart I said…the DJ I and the writers I said…remember the sound of the banging on the lunch table I said…in Brooklyn..at the park I said….you replied yeah..and said..
You can do it …you said…Its time for a female to shine..you said…you got the tools you said….your company you said…needs your other passion you said…wipe your tears you said…I replied and said..I see you I said…you trust me you said….blessing I said…give it back to the artists I said…Brown Sugar the industry I said…put it back in our hands…I replied and said…
Nobody built like you, you design yourself….is what Biggie said…..Black entrepreneurs nobody… did us no favors…remember that I said…nobody gave us shit…is what you said…so here I am ..I said…demanding respect in the industry I said…lyrics from “I Did It My Way” I said….I repeated what was said…
This dream I said…was real I said…and by the way no jealousy …I said…so If Blue..wants a part I said…she fam I said…we’ll do it together I said…retire..you’ve said…handed it over..to the youth I said…let a woman do this I said….A woman started this whole thing…anyway I said….Sylvia Robinson…1979 I said…first single out was “Pillow Talk” I said…most people don’t know…so let me redeem the throne..I said..
Was it all a dream…I thought so …I said…until Big..said tell Jay “What up Playboy?”…that’s the greeting he said..…I said he’ll think I got it from the song…were he talked to you…I said…he replied and said…I never once did I lie to him…he said…tell Jay retire…he said…family first..he said..then look at me and said…just keep doing your thing…say no more….
P.S. The Blueprint
Naked- being without clothing or covering; nude. Bare, stripped or desitute Why Naked??
Why am I always discussing it, what’s the fascination behind the concept?. Its simply this: My interpretation of “NAKED” yes does mean to be completely nude but it also means, not to hide anything. To express whatever gift you have, to exercise every talent you have. To be open about your thoughts, hiding nothing from anyone your significant other, yourself to be an open book. When I think of naked I think of not being afraid of who you are, and what’s inside of you.
Its about a BRAND that allows people with different ideas to function together. Whether its poetry, hair care, photography, fashion, makeup, music, education etc. It’s about ONE BIG Company allowing people with their ideas to be their own BOSS.
I came up with this idea because I love the idea of being “Naked” when you’re naked you’re comfortable. You are in your element, relaxed not burden by clothes or wrapped in bondage of what you had on that day. It’s FREEDOM. We were born “naked” so; self expression should always be at the forefront. No blocking our thoughts or ideas. I’m giving opportunity to my people (African Americans) to own something, so that we can be a part of causes, we can change the world. We can go back into the communities. It’s about EVERYONE who is willing to work to have a chance. It’s about a revolution of change, away from the cliche of “Corporate America” it’s about everyone owning something being your own boss.
My Nakedness: I am a poet, writer, historian, natural hair consultant, makeup artist, future psychologist, and a bartender. I am an open individual with numerous ideas, I’m NAKED because I’m not hiding my talents, but sharing them and ACTually exercise them.
Since my hair is natural….or my locs hang long…I am now a different breed…I am no longer considered to be black..Why?!.. because myhaircurlsup…or mylocshanglong ..I am NOW a princess….of my heritage…since I write with my hands…and I read books…and I view life differently…I am now capable of wearing the crown my ancestors provided for me…I am AFRICAN-NUBIAN!.
Because I can talk…and my ideology doesn’t center around looking like others…and I present myself in a different demeanor….and I am educated…I am now an African-Nubian princess…because I have chosen to go against the grain..and feed on the substance of manor …I am no longer black..because I don’t read books about the hood…and my concentration isn’t on when Boosie is being released…I am not something that I have been fighting to be presented as…for years…I am an AFRICAN-NUBIAN Princess…
So now there is something unique and different about me…I am considered to be weird..because I don’t dress like the world..and my hair is not straight or sewed into a weave…and my conversation is more in debt then most people..because I have broken the law…and now have become oneofthemost dangerous people on Earth…because individualism makes me a threat…I am now an AFRICAN-NUBIAN princess.
Now with that being said…is it the nose ring accessorizing my nostril…the colors of my nail polish…the makeup on my face…mydressgame..myshoegame…thisBEATface….that drew you to me?…because I ask you what was I before you came over here?….Because on your way you past several African-Nubian princesses on yourwaytome …when you walked out your door..drove your car…went into a grocery store…and every destination you have visited today…there were hundreds of black women who graced them with their presence….so what were they?!….
Where they just black women…or were they bitchesandhoes because of how they were dressed and how their hair was done….were they not enough to be considered princesses…because some of them were AFRICAN QUEENS because they have earned every grey strand of hair….everywrinkleintheirskin ….some of them were young women..who wore weave…or had a perm..and dressed more conservative..and just as educated…so what did you see in them???….because I am the AFRICAN-NUBIAN princess according to you…
See this how in depth the stereotypes of the black community…the categorization of lightskinnedanddarkskinned thickvsslim….relaxedvsnatural…did Spike Lee not teach us anything? For these have been the nails to drive the wedges between our race…becauseweare too busy…separating ourselves from each other..instead of unifying together..Were so busy been niggasandbitches and thugsandhoes that if they…. handed us our crowns we would be incomparable of our positions…but yet we define between the races of your own people….segregating within..and here is where it starts…because I am NOW an …African-Nubian…princess..
Because my hairculrsup…or mylocshanglong…and when you saw me I was doing something different….and I dress different..and I was focused..sitting down in a bakery…using wifi…surrounded by people of all kinds…and not in a club..or drinking heavely….and not reading a hood book….I am an African Nubian princess..….but I ask you what would I have been if you would had saw me out….in heels…dress/jeans/leggings/orskirit…drinkingandancing to my favorite song having a good time…using my dmv lingo..in my element and among friends or what if I was angry using cursewordsasa sign of anger…or what if I had decided to be spontaneous …..what would I have been then?…..
This is actually the name of a nightclub in Dubai, when I saw it I cropped the photo and just to see my name written and to see how gorgeous the nightclub was inspiration…..
Yo…I’ve always loved you….you nevertoldmethat…but I could see it your eyes..i know you didn’t want to..but it was no fault of yours..You nevertoldme how you felt..cuz you knew..what it would cost…But id rather you tell me you don’t..then to know that the words meant for me..where given to somebody else…with no work put it in. See I remember the reasons why I met you, see it was the wayyouworeyour hair…and the stylishclothesyourwear..see its just the little things youdo..that makes me wanna stay with you….But I cant….
See there was never no denial of what I was doing…..I never said that the concept of what I was doing was right…many times I knew what I was doing was wrong..and knewtheconsequences…of my actions..See that’s the thing…I understood that I was hurting you..and neglecting you..trying to protect you..from my shyt..but what you was doing…. was nothing more than revengebeingcovered up by stilettos from Bakers, makeup from Mac, and an outfit brought fresh from Macy’s…
So caught up on my cheating, and my deceiving, that while you started to act out your favorite song…and found you Boyfriend Number 2….forgetting that your “Husband” ..yea that’s right “Husband” the person that Webster defines him as a married man, the bible says that he that findeth a WIFE, findith a good thing, and that he is the head of the household…but it is the job of his WIFE to keep him PRAYED up…..butbydecievingme…you renounced your wifely duties..so busy trying to makemeout..to be the bad guy, see you thought you was so sneaky…crepping,crawling, playing duckduck goose..when the person that got up and ran was you……..Emotions so intowhat you was doing..and decidinginyour mind..that what you was doing..was gettingbackatme….
Caughtupin..your Growness..making the decision that what I was doing…was WRONG….but run that by me again..who was you doing????….not me…but every time we argue..you holla..Grown this, and grown that..and asking when do I PLAN to growup…But see the same way Grown, should’ve brung me home..the same way Grown should’ve hung your phone up, and Grown should’ve been resisitinghiskisses…and Grown should’ve drove the car home, and Grown should’ve pulledyourpants up, and Grown should’ve told you nottobring him..toourhouse…inourroom..to lie down.inourbedroom..
And begin to give him , what is rightfully mines..now see the the difference between your Grown and my Grown is that GROWN should’ve sat us BOTH down..to handle this like GROWN people…..
I never asked you to love me ..And if I did I probably wouldn’t be in this situation.
I don’t remember coming to you begging, for you to do nothing for me..
Many times I thought I would cry, but before I let the tearscomedown I said to myself..Hell NO!..who was gone cry over spilled milk when all I had to do was bend my ass over and get it up. See I don’t think you ever understood the reality of all the bullshit you surrounded yourself with, but at the time it didn’t matter.
See you must’ve thought you was protecting me…by neglecting me..and then trying to sugar coat it saying you cared about me..cuz you didn’t want me caught up with you. Honey you must forgot the definition of “Wife” …cuz see where Webster defines her as acting in the capacity of a wife, The bible calls her The Other Half….The Rib of Her Husband..The Seed Barrier..and the one Who keeps her husband prayed up!…
But often times you forgot and didn’t recognize who you was dealing with…see all them dates..and trips you went on with them other hoes..didn’t mean nothing because you kept reminding your self of who you had at home…I mean on your Brain!… .Cuz never did I lay in your bed..in your house..on your chest..in your arms..no night!..And If I remember correctly ..it was my house ..my bed..where 1..i pay the rent..2..i can do what I want…3..can sleep alone..4..not have to think about you..and 5..invite anybody to this motherfucker I want to!..
See like I said you don’t know who you dealing with..Cuz I be damn if I was post to be faithful..when I didn’t know what the fck you was doing on a regular!…Negro Do I look psychic to you? ….
See I am many things I am Attorney Terry..I am the Historian..I am the Realist..I am Victorious..I am More than a conquer..I am leaning and depending on Jesus..and I am a Strong Black Woman…But I am Not CAPTAIN SAVE A HOE!…
Never understood were dudes get this concept of women post to be there all the time..while you do you..cuz you grown..See that’s the problem..cuz see “Grown” done told you its okay to mistreat me, “Grown” done told you that its okay to do you and “Grown” done went so far that sometimes you forget who are…WHAT THE HELL????…That aint GROWN!…
But I guess you’ll never know that …will you?
Aqueilla C. Terry