I love the idea of tasteful nude photos showcasing “real women with real bodies”! The Body Beautiful is not just one specific size or shape. Beauty comes in all shapes and sizes. This is a wonderful idea. I would have loved to participate in this project because I’ve been thinking a lot lately of how Women over 50 disappear from the public discourse and suddenly become non-sexual beings. I have a vested interest in that dialogue since I will turn 55 on Feb. 27, 2014. Ladies Look me up because I’m ready for my Nude close-up showing how 50+ Women are Fifty Fabulous!
As the Chief Experience Officer of curlBOX and one of THE flyest female entrepreneurs I know, Myleik Teele is constantly pushing the creative envelope and encouraging women of color to truly embrace their natural beauty. Let it be known, curlBOX is not just about hair, it’s a lifestyle. In what I consider to be her boldest move yet, Myleik made an otherwise mundane Tuesday afternoon a steamy one as she began unveiling photos from her recent NYC curlBOX shoot on Instagram. Imagine scrolling through and suddenly seeing this gorgeous image of a tastefully nude Myleik pop up on your screen! With skin as smooth and silky as fine chocolate, Myleik single-handedly shows us exactly what self-love and confidence looks like.
Each year, the September issues of fashion magazines present the most highly-anticipated release of new products and stunning photography for fashionistas around the globe. curlBOX…
Please donate today. This is a worthy cause. Often mental illness is the hidden illness. Hidden because on the surface we appear well but underneath are suffering and hidden because you don’t want or can’t explain to others exactly what is wrong or that it is a valid and disabling disease. Thank you.
Wonderful Autumn Season poem. Fits great with my Foggy Misty Morn Central Park photos. Amazing imagery. Excellent wordplay. http://shawnbird.com/2013/10/02/poem-october/ Thank you Shawn L. Bird for this outstanding poem!!
Consume the flavor of a foggy misty, sprinkle rain day. Gorgeous.
Foggy Misty morn over Central Park in the ball field
Bad Ass Bitch Does Overtime ~ B.I.T.C.H. ~ Being in Total Control of Herself
Well those lazy hazy days of Summer have nearly come to an end and full swing overtime is in the house. It’s full speed ahead at the Gotham Art Gallery. Crazy hour’s Double shifts are back. Made it home before 2am despite the fact that the L Train tried to thwart my efforts. Made everyone get off to catch a Shuttle bus to the rest of the L Train line. Oh Joy the normal workings “Chaos of the MTA workings” driving Brooklynites crazy!!
Of course this being Brooklyn the wackos, drunks, hoes, druggies and mental cases were out in force. Brooklyn a borough inhabited by residents escaped from Flip Mode Squad and Insane Clown Posse.
I really thought two big psycho heifers were gonna throw down on the platform or in the Shuttle bus. I swear they take courses in Creative Cursing 101 because they called the MTA and their fellow riders, everything but a child of God. The kids riding the bus with their parents will have an entire new vocabulary in time for the start of school Sept. 9th.
Fully expected Old Skool dwarf rapper Bushwick Bill to make an appearance along with a strange new group called the Flatbush Zombies. I kid you not! Brooklyn, never a dull moment day or night!
MC Dee Righteous bids you a fond Good Night!
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Baby Boy
Baby Boy Got $200 sneakers as a reward for cussing the teachers and failing in school. Teacher or principals fault. Grades all F but it ain’t me you fucked up can’t you see! School’s for Fools. Some place I don’t want to be.
Baby Boy he never wrong. They got it all mixed up seeing me strong. Y’all know I’m the King of my crew. God’s Gift to everything.
But in the back of your head all you can see is yo’ no count Daddy, welfare system and crackhead Momma staring back in the mirror saying you gonna be like me.
Hanging out in the upper class nabe with my hoodrat crew. See a few things I wanna take. Wait a minute! What’s that I hear! A siren in back of me. Starting to fear. Next thing I’m on Lock down in Juvie Hall. Where my crew at now when as I’m taking this fall.
Baby boy lying in a ditch. Off to Rikers to be somebody’s Bitch.
Espiritu en Fuego/A Fiery Spirit 