Hey Y’all! Amanda here––owner of Whistle & Wild Online Boutique. Now if you would’ve told me last year that I would quit my full-time job to start up my own business…
Well, I would have probably believed you, but would still have had some major doubts.
You see, it was right after Black Friday and into the holiday season when I was working in retail management, just as I have been for many years. I loved my job, I mean really loved it. I stood with the company on so many things and besides the daily redundancy, I really had no major complaints. So why would I quit? Continue reading “WHISTLE & WILD”
My name is Sigrid. I’m the owner and founder of My Brown Doll, living in the Netherlands, 28 years old, a happy wife, and stepmother to a beautiful young girl with gorgeous hair! On a summer day back in 2014, I played along with my stepdaughter and my Barbies from back in the days. All of these Barbies were blond, just like me. When playing … Continue reading MY BROWN D O L L
“Do I look like a pastor’s wife?” I asked rhetorically knowing the person would say “no” because, let’s face it, I don’t. Continue reading “ON MY TERMS”
I decided to chop the mess out of my hair almost 6 months ago. I looked in the mirror at my straightened, thinning-out, heat-damaged, lifeless locks and just said no more. No more fear of raindrops and humidity. No more smelling my hair burn as I pressed it with a flatiron on the daily. No more spending $500 on so-called “natural” keratin treatments. Just no more. Continue reading “On the Road to Reclaiming “Curly Sue””
It’s been one week.
One week since America as a whole was shook. Not for the first time; no. Certainly not for the last time, unfortunately. However, significantly enough that multiple generations, and communities of people throughout those generations, started paying attention.
I took some time to rest and reflected on what has unfolded after last week’s brutality between civilians and police. Alton Sterling and Philando Castile were murdered by police. Then 5 Dallas police officers, Lorne Ahrens, Michael Krol, Michael J. Smith, Brent Thompson, and Patrick Zamarripa, died in service protecting the people in downtown Dallas from a man misled. Each man left a hole in their families because another man decided to pull the trigger.
It’s only been one week since I was proudly celebrating America’s independence, then desperately, tortoisely, trying to move into a new rhythm by week’s end. It has not been business as usual; and it shouldn’t be. Continue reading “The Peacemaker”