Sadly the summer is already winding down. We are already almost one week deep into August. Really, where does the time go?
I’ve styled the summer mostly in knotless waist-length braids and clear-coated fingernails (which is why you haven’t seen any posts about what OPI color I’m currently wearing). For the rest of the world, it’s been a summer laden with pedicured white toenails. Highly unpopular opinion—I’ve never liked how white polish looks on toenails. I know I will be crucified for this, but I feel like it is one of those trends that, for me, now almost hangs on the cusp of being classified as tacky, and thus you will not catch my toes in any semblance of a white. For now, anyway, because remember Lisbon Wants More OPI?
Also, this summer, I’ve learned some life-changing information about make-up for my natural lashes. One, the lash curler tool is much more effective if you use it warm (a hair dryer or some hot water will warm it nicely for you). Two, lash primer is quite phenomenal. I’ve been using this one! And three, tightlining is a thing I wish I had known about before now because though I totally love the look of a perfectly winged line on the lid, I just haven’t been able to master it. But tightlining is in the bag. Tightlining is lining the upper waterline of your eyes with eyeliner for that extra je ne sais quoi. I learned about it on YouTube University. Maybe I’ll do a ‘reel’ on my success with it. Now, I feel like I never have to put on a false lash again.
Two years ago, I was wearing an “arrest the cops who killed Breonna Taylor” shirt on Instagram. Finally, federal officials charge four officers in the Breonna Taylor raid. The arc of the moral universe is long, but it bends toward justice.
I’ve been looking forward to new music from Jonathon McReynolds. I love how sometimes I can listen to snippets of a song and just know it’s going to give. I felt this about his new single, Your World. So let’s keep this one on repeat for the rest of the summer.
The Work You Do, the Person You are…Toni Morrison wrote this piece for The New Yorker in 2017, and it will forever be profoundly relevant.
My birthday is two weeks away, which has me thinking a lot about the past year as a 38-year-old. Honestly, I’ve felt like I’ve spent a lot of 38-year-old time trying to “keep it together.” But if the rocks on the ground can say it, and a sky full of clouds can paint it, who am I to be here complaining—only thinking about what I would change?
This is His world. I’m just living in it, walking through it, knowing He is with me. Thanks for the reminder, Jonathon.
And I’m wishing you the loveliest August.
