The district of Barranco is an Instagrammer’s dream with countless walls of beautiful murals telling stories from whimsy and history in every shade imaginable.
As I read her Instagram / Facebook captions, there is always a “Ooo, what is she up to?” Brilliant, Courtney is perpetually working on an amazing project, but there’s something else that has always captivated me about this beautiful California blonde.
I will be speaking at Women’s Travel Fest next week in New Orleans! You have less than a week to get your tickets so get after it! Women’s Travel Fest is a 3-day event that empowers, inspires and connect women in travel.
Naturally when compiling a Valentine’s Day playlist I thought, “who better to ask than a Scotsman.”
Fashion is not frivolous. It’s a multi-billion dollar industry that employs millions of people globally. Fashion is art. Even in protest, once we shut down art, society crumbles. Fashion can make a statement and there are far fewer platforms that attract more eyeballs than New York’s international fashion week.
I want more Americans (that can afford it — that’s another issue) to have passports and to encourage cultural exchanges that will lead to less insular thinking or misunderstandings. I think it’s important to put a brown girl’s point of view on this.
While stress eating at a pizza parlor, The Beatles, Day in the Life, came on. It spoke to me, and I couldn’t get it out of my head, in fact, I couldn’t really get any other work done until I did something, created something. That song in my head, watching videos of the good old days… Here’s what I came up with.
In a magical town in the Mexico enchanting orbs of bright colours sway in the wind.
I encourage people of color to go out and see the world. That is the only way stereotypes can be broken. I’ve often found myself gaining access to places and situations that I know I wouldn’t necessarily have had access to if I were white. I take pride in this and happily eat up all of these moments. This all being said, here are 10 places I’ve traveled that I was particularly well received as an African American woman.
. While there I also realized it’s not as cut and dry as a generational gap. I did see young people that idolized Cuban revolutionary figures, older people that were proud to have seen both capitalist and socialist Cuba. I saw black Cubans that felt Fidel gave them equal playing field. People that felt taken care of by their government, people that felt forgotten.