… is low key a mantra that plays in my head every time I walk past a new building or coffee shop with an artistic renditions of Biggie or Basquiat on the wall. The simple fact that I can’t seem to face is that Harlem as we knew it or know it is changing and GENTRIFICATION seems unstoppable.
Of course gentrification has it perks, of which I will not list because I’m not here for it and I’m sure there are folks who’ve created long list to counter act their gentrifying guilt. Nonetheless, gentrification is taking us by storm and we need to remind gentrifiers that our people spent too much time building our communities and cultural enclaves for them to be bombarded with bars and strangers who are unfamiliar with our history and contemporary issues.
Ever since I can remember my feet have been clown-ish, long, big. My mother would buy me the nicest kicks but I wouldn’t wear them because they looked like clown shoes in comparison to my small body.
Imagine being 8 years old and wearing an 8 in women’s shoes.
Up until I was 10 my shoes size matched my age. What an embarrassment! We’re being taught to embrace our skin, weight, height, but never our feet!
Thank God for puberty! Now 5’9, my feet finally match my size, but it’s so hard for a girl to find a nice shoe! Most of my small footed friends have the luxury of being able to go out and pick up shoes on the same day of a big event while I need to search well in advance. And Oh! Did I mention the price tag $$$. Having big feet isn’t cheap so if you’re gonna spend a small chunk of change and your long elegant feet, check out the stores below. Keep in mind that some shops may only have extended sizes available online.
The key to shopping for big feet or any feet really is:
look out for the SALE!
filter for your size, price and desired color to make shopping easier
buy styles that transcend time so you don’t have to worry about shoes going out of style!
You shouldn’t have to [literally] pay because God blessed you in a awkward place!
There is truly nothing like New York in the Summer. The yellow taxis accenting the bright colored printed pants and the summer breeze giving life to chiffon blouses and linen pants.
The smell of Halal street food and roosted peanuts in combination with fresh air is everyones questionable perfume. And oh! You can’t forget about the way the sun hides behind some of the city’s tallest buildings releasing hues of soft pinks and oranges that definitely brighten up your melanin! Yes LAWD!
Forget the Hamptons! Between concerts like The Roots Picnic & Governors Island and Block Parties, City summers are irresistible and entirely too poppin’ to miss out on!
I ask you to join me on what may be my last summer in NYC!
I ask my self ,“Why the expensive taste?” and I reply, “You are a Queen! You must dress the part! “
What I wear is not my [desired] style. It is a compilation of what I can afford and signature sap green, flamingo pink and mustard yellow pieces I cannot possibly pass up!
Growing up, I was always fly. I always had the hottest shoes and velour Rocawear sweat suits. However, trying to maintain that childhood flyness as an adult is entirely too EXPENSIVE and practically unrealistic on a $1,500 work study budget!
I am unsure how my parents did it. From wash and setting my hair every two weeks to maintaining a substantial Jordan collection, it all adds up!
These days I am eager to grab the newest maroon Celine Bag and those Chanel Espadrilles. I want to all of the Miss Jessie Natural Hair collection and eat from the Whole Foods Hot Bar every day, but sadly my pockets do not share my vision.
As an aspiring teacher I am aware that I will lack stacks, but if my biggest problem was not being able to fit all of my moneys into my pockets, best believe I would be looking like Carrie Washington every day of the week.
Until then, I will keep Banana as my best friend and Bloomingdales sales bookmarked, and pray for the days when all of my shoes say Manolo Blahnik!