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Tuesday, 18 October 2016
If you’re not seeing the words Feminist or Feminism pop up at least 5 times a day somewhere in your life, chances are you’re not on twitter (good life decision if you enjoy your sanity) or you possibly live under a rock.
I’ll admit that before twitter education (yes, education, there’s more to twitter than twerk videos and the daily celebrity dragging) I was naïve in what I understood Feminism to be. The closest I’d gotten to the subject was a rather lacklustre college piece centered around why women deserve to be paid the same as their male counter parts in the work place. Nonetheless I was on the right track, I understood that society had very unfavorable ideas as to what women could and could not do and that something had to give.
I’ve seen a lot of people in very recent times describe Feminism as a sort of futile yet radical movement aimed at simply giving women the permission to ‘free the nipple’. They sometimes describe it as a group of crazy women propelling extremist propaganda which revolves around demonizing the male species. I myself used to think Feminists were simply put ‘very angry women’, and to be honest they should be, look at the world we live in!
For a long time, I was happy to exist in a world where patriarchy ruled even if deep down I knew it wasn’t fair. I was happy to exist in a world where women feeling liberated was frowned upon and women having autonomy over their own bodies, lives and views was unacceptable.
Feminism has however allowed me unlearn a lot if ideas which meant that for a long time I lived happily in a situation where I didn’t feel as though my voice was important or mattered. Feminism has empowered me to view my life, my body and my views as my own- free to do with it as I please.
Feminism has allowed me to enjoy sex because
Tuesday, 11 October 2016
This weekend we celebrated birthday girl Ashley’s birthday in style- literally her style! As part owner of the glitzy brand LouRatizdo Ashely thought it would be the perfect gift for everyone to rock out in her brand. All tops pictured are from LouRatizdo, check them out here: http://thenightoftheyear.com/
Monday, 10 October 2016
Before the clock hits 5pm you are lethargic, not motivated and just plain over it. The clock strikes 5 pm and suddenly you’re filled with renewed excitement and zeal…. well where the heck did that all energy come from?
I work a 9-5 and I’m the first to admit that I am a certified pay check slave and I live for 5pm. Whilst I love my job and my boss I’m currently suffering severe career envy and looking forward to the day 5 pm isn’t and escape number.
Friday, 7 October 2016
‘When I was your age I was a straight A student, I never got into trouble and I listened to everything my parents said.’ If you grew up in a Ghanaian household you’ve probably heard this one before. Hell you’ve probably heard this one before regardless of your background.
I grew up definitely thinking my parents were excellent at school (which in my dad’s case was pretty accurate), were virgins until marriage (sorry mum and dad I call bullshit on this one) and never got into trouble. Pretty big boots to fill if you ask me!
That meant exam result days and report card days for me were extremely anxious times and I panicked at the thought of yet another lecture about how dedicated and wonderful my parents were at life. Whilst I was allowed to explore my creative side most of the time the thought that the only way to make it in life was to get good grades at school, find a ‘good’ job and get married was embedded into my soul.
My battles with hating certain subjects at school, self-esteem issues being curious about sex were battles I thought were peculiar to me. I was the fuck up. If my parents who came from nothing could knuckle down and make a great life then it was only natural that I did too, being that they gave me everything. ‘To whom much is given…’ and all that jazz.
Thursday, 6 October 2016
I'm not feeling it. My moods yo yo so violently sometimes it's pretty scary. Looking back at this picture definitely makes me feel good. I'd been vegan for about 2 or 3 months, I'd had a colonic that morning( sorry for the TMI), my ex was texting, work was going great- I was feeling myself. Fast forward to tonight on this train in the frumpiest sweater i own, it feels like a
Do you ever think back to your 'feeling yoself' moments and long for that feeling? Wish you could transport yourself Back to that time, bottle all that swag sauce (don't judge me) and bring it back with you ? I know I do.
Wednesday, 5 October 2016
Monday, 3 October 2016
Wouldn’t it be perfect if we could feel confident every day? If we didn’t need a constant top up of motivation and didn’t need our friends and family to remind us of our worth (that’s if they even do that in the first place).
Wouldn’t it be oh so fucking splendid if we felt fabulous all the damn time no matter what we wore or how we wore it. Wouldn’t it be so wonderful to not have to think about the rolls on our backs or cellulite and stretch marks and in grown hairs.
How amazing would it be to just put on any dress you fancied and feel great it in it, not a care in the world about how short, how tight or how flattering that shit was. How soothing would it be if you didn’t have to worry about whether or not people ‘got you’ or your personality? How much easier it would be if friendships and relationships didn’t constantly feel like a fucking audition?
Truth is we don’t live in a perfect world. The pressures of being a woman young trying to make it in this big bad world can be over whelming. Confidence is fleeting and even on a good day you may need to top up that confidence and that sass.
But how wonderful could it be if that world existed in your mind. A world created by you where you feel confident every day, one where a boost from family and friends was merely an echo of what you already know to be true.
I felt like trash this weekend for