Writings on the wall: Drink to the beat of your own drum

I sat in a bar where the drinks were cheap and it's patrons, cheaper. 

Dubstep in Virginia isn't like it is at home. The beats here aren't as high off coke as they are back in NY. 

o_o or maybe it's the DJs who aren't as high, :-\ #unsolvedmysteries. It's disappointing.

Last night, I heard a faint cry of my name through the electric yell of Skrillex & Nero's "Promises". 

Is it possible for music to pick up on your energy? 

I felt as if it recognized my spirit. 

As if it knew that I was the fist-pump hungry, Brooklyn girl who was dying to flail her arms.

It recognized me. Maybe even knew me and wanted to hug me ..but that never happened. 

So I took a shot of Cuervo, downed a Long Island Iced Tea and ran into the ocean. Fully Clothed.

Looked at my cousin, & said convincly,  "I'm Not Crazy". 

then I drove home. wet. covered in sand.

-xx

Writings on the wall: Moment of Clarity

{plastic has covered this couch for over 20 years ..no lie}

  

My morning routine {outside of grooming} consists of prayer, finding an album to jam and TEA.

I'm usually a green tea gal but, sadly, I'm all out. 

I thought I'd have to submit to Lipton {the, bleh, black kind} this AM 

but to my surprise we had ginger Yogi Tea in the pantry ^.^ woop! 

{I'll take anything over black tea. It's way too bitter. & I'm not a sugar person.}

The ginger's actually really good though, and spicy. & I love how each tea bag comes with a quote. 

Today's bag said: 

to learn, read. to know, write. to master, teach.

I'm still in Virginia, retreating in my grandparent's Earthy abode, currently listening to American Gangster.

I've been here for about two months now and surprisingly it doesn't feel like Forever. 

I do miss my city though {like jones in my bones bad} but VA's been doing the damn thang as far as helping me to clear my mind. & I'm way more enthusiastic about creating, which is what I wanted most of all.

What's up for Memorial Weekend though??

Come out here! Lets hit the  B E A C H! :)

-xx

Writings on the wall: Rooftop Glows

Christened our lil roof thingy today. 

I was off from work, the weather's beautiful, and I'm always looking to do something fun & kooky, so...

Through that window is my grandmother's sewing room. my favorite part of the house.

It's where I go to write, drown in music, ...for pure silence. 

If I can't be found anywhere else, they know they'll find me there. 

It's been named "the cave". 

& now that I know that I won't fall to my death, that spot outside will see me and my laptop on many days. 

I forget sometime, that I'm not in New York. 

Sitting on your house, in bright prints and an afro is fairly common there. 

My VA neighbors seemed to not have been prepared for that. lol

The mail-man, however, loved it. 

Summer's procrastinating. 

-xx

Writings on the wall: Vibrate Higher

Love.

Sleep. Smile. Drink Water. Spend time with music. 

Be honest always, so people who are uncomfortable with honesty don't stand too close. Avoid promises.

Appreciate effort. 

Also, as you try to avoid miscommunication, or awkwardness, or tension, or the loss of a good vibe...be prepared for these things to happen anyway. 

Women win, but it's hard to remember. Friendship is difficult because perception varies. External nonchalance doesn't change internal turmoil. 

Space heals. Time heals. It's important to take off your clothes. Never put your metro-card in your back pocket.

Don't drink on too much tobacco. Hookah is tobacco. Bring shades, gum, something to drink. Liquor helps to clean out your system. Mary doesn't kill your brain cells. Save your fingers-pass the roach, ask someone else to light the bowl. Contribute. It takes a village. 

Be nice. You never know who has the green. 

Be nice. You never know. 

When clique hopping, remember to hop. Balance. Maintain. 

This is my face. This is my body. This is what I like. This is what I want. 

This is what I want to learn. Wait for someone to teach me how. 

Apples are good for the voice. Hot water, lemon juice,cayenne pepper, honey. 

I am not a vegetarian.

I am not a socialite. 

I do like grapefruit. Almonds. Sushi. Dark Chocolate. 

Sushi. 

Dark Chocolate. 

Be honest always, so people who are uncomfortable with honesty don't stand too close. Avoid promises. 

Appreciate effort. 

Sleep. Smile. Drink Water. Spend time with music. 

Love.

* ...found it here.*

-xx

Writings on the wall: Got The Mind & The Muscle.

People have been asking me, left and right, "What's up with your jeans!?" "Are you still making them?"

My answer then, would always be that "I'm taking a break, just gathering inspiration from every where."

But I really wasn't inspired by much of anything. Which is why I stopped making them in the first place.

My head was occupied with soo many things that executing my ideas became one of my biggest struggles. 

& then it got to a point where I didn't have any feeling re: my denim. 

& I'm passionate about everything that I do, creatively.

It became a lost art, in my world. ..my little bubble.

...But then I came to Virginia Beach. 

Which is like a rehabilitation clinic for the fast living artist. 

After about a week or so, I was convinced that this was the Twilight Zone. 

I did NOTHING whatsoever for about a month. x_x

I woke up, I ate, I slept. ...I'd read if I was in the mood but that was rare. 

I thought A Lot!

 Surprisingly, more about my denim than anything. about how I planned to make it FRESH this time around. 

I was inspired by the fact that Virginia has NO style. At all. From what I've seen. 

As Oprah would say, that was my Aha! moment. I could provide a fun & very useful service.

I started to feel colorful again. & I fed that by buying a few magazines, Making notes of things that I'd like to incorporate into my designs. Visualizing, constantly.

Then yesterday, I played around with a pair of my favorite blue jeans, and turned them into this. 

These are LIGHT. ..compared to what I have in mind for you guys. 

But it felt good to finally get my hands dirty again after such a long hiatus. 

The have a celestial look about them. ..something like a  Starburst Galaxy. 

My designs are never calculated, so no two jeans will ever be alike. 

-xx

Writings on the wall: I imagine I'm giving my energy to the world...

...into the worlds. 

all of the worlds.

Erykah Badu is such an inspiring woman.

This is exactly what I feel when I come here to share my thoughts and findings with you guys.

Although blogging is such a trendy thing to do these days, ...I do it, because its therapeutic for me. I've been doing it since '07.  I've always enjoyed writing. & expressing myself in a creative way.

Blogging simply allows me to connect with people who flow on a similar wavelength.

I appreciate all of you who read my blog.

I appreciate your shares on FB, your comments and your likes.

Thank You for following.

-xx

Writings on the wall: You wanna Tumble with the Bey, huh?

 ..Aunty Bey has opened a Tumblr account for all of us to see. 

Which makes for a very unproductive day. 

As I peek into her life, I am smitten by her refinement and beauty. 

...AND by her love for the one entertainer who I Love dearly.

Her photos show her living a life that many of us have only dreamed of or read about. 

It's a wondrous thing, to know that where you are presently, doesn't mark the end of your world. 

There's so much to be seen on this Earth. 

I remain hopeful ..knowing that it's brilliance wasn't bottled up and put aside solely for those who could afford it. ...but that it was bottled up and put aside solely for those who believe in the idea of there being MORE. ...for the seekers.

it is our duty, to find the beauty...

After the jump, you'll find more of my favorite photos from Beyonce.tumblr.com

-xx

Writings on the wall: If you get that ...& you' with that

I had to step outside of what was familiar to me. 

I was beginning to feel like a corpse in the one place that gave me LIFE. 

Nothing made sense. ...& not much of anything mattered. as we'd already discussed.

Fighting off the goblins of indolence. 

I had to figure out why I'd become this way. No one could/would do it for me.

I left to rebuild and to find answers. 

To slow down a mind that couldn't pace itself to save itself.

-xx

Writings on the wall: New York Nights

Last night was cool..

It was actually my first night out since the start of last week's hibernation. 

I attended the Converse x UNDFTD 'Born Not Made' event @ The Hole, in Nolita,

 It was a discussion & exhibition on the roots and evolution of street style, celebrating the launch of the Converse x UNDFTD collection at Foot Locker.

kewl shxt!

I loved that Miss Lily's catered the event. 

Their food is amazing. 

 ...I then ran to the Meatpacking District with my boy Clarence, where we met up with a bunch of other people @ PH-D for Citizen NY's April Issue mag launch.

-& you can see more photos after the jump-

a good time was had!

Gimme the blonde hair! Long weave! Short cuts!

I dyed my hair yesterday. 

The plan was to go platinum blonde. 

& I ..failed horribly. 

The color that I did end up with is pretty perfect tho. 

It's less dramatic.  {...show you pics later}

Let's see how long I can keep it.

-xx

Writings on the wall: Just wavin' atcha!

Hi my lovelies {male readers as well} :)

I hope you're having a beautiful day this Sunday, for us both. 

As you know, I'm fighting a cold. :-\

But I think I'm winning. I feel so much better than I did yesterday. 

I've been drowning myself in orange juice, tea and this little honey+lemon juice concoction. 

And soup. ..which I am soooo over. 

I want a Shake Shack burger BAD. A real greasy one.

Fries. && ice-cream! 

Today would be a goood day!

It's cool though. I've been watching movies. 

Just flipping through the channels.

I stumbled upon Waiting to Exhale {which seems quite fitting since I can barely breathe} about an hour ago and  was blown away by Lela Rochon's creme/off-white knotted dress. I'd love to have something like that for a summer time beach date. Peek-a-Boo pieces? ...oh, they're the best! 

Super sexy.

..I hear it's going to be 80 degrees on Saturday? o_O

{yea, I'm not really understanding.}  

Doesn't matter though. I'm scarred. 

This cold has been a bxtch point 5 ..I don't even have it in me to get excited. 

so I'll probably be the only chick in a snorkel. {mmhmm}

Y'all enjoy that. 

I'm gonna go download the soundtrack to this movie. 

-xx

Writings on the wall: The Cold War

I've been asleep for hours.
Something I've been trying to accomplish for an entire week.
It seems it took for me to catch a cold {it's the real deal now} and have a miniature breakdown to lay down and take a day off. I had no phone for almost 24 hrs. Didn't miss it. ..Surprisingly. Because on a regular day, I can't stay off of it. .I didn't need it yesterday. Didn't want it. ..or anything for that matter. No computer, no Nothing.

It's currently 6:30am.
7am can't come fast enough.
I need a grocery store.
I need Nyquil, lemons and honey.
yukkkk @ Nyquil.
I have this annoying cough.
& I'm covered in Vicks VapoRub.
just sexy.

It's St. Patty's Day!
..are you wearing green? crushing green? ..getting drunk? o.O

*clears throat* I mean...just making conversation. Live a Clean Life. :)

-xx

Writings on the wall: When Wounded...

My birth name is Tierra.
& I'm a Feel-ist.

But Lately I've been feeling: Less.

-Closing myself off to others and to myself. I've been numb for months and I can't even begin to tell you why. I go out, smiling from ear to ear. I bubble over with laughter. & I'm screaming within.

You may see a pretty exterior. But I am not this face. I'm more.
or this body. I am more. & I like to believe that I am not of this earth.
That's debatable.

As many like to convince themselves that they have delved deep into my cosmos.
Debatable!
To that I grin a questioning grin.
A guarded grin.
...of disbelief.
...of you have not and you will not.
Not before I.
I'm getting there. 

I'm afraid of something.
& scarily, of nothing, all at once.

Walking with blind eyes.
Just walking.
Just doing shit.
Not talking.
Just hearing.
Barely listening with nearly deaf ears.

I can't consume us both.
Not now.
I can't take you in and try to swallow everything that is ME, simultaneously.
My plate is full and my utensils, meager.
I know this.
Yet I allow myself to be force fed lives upon lives.
I spend time.
Become a friend.
& then I wonder,
who's mine?

or why I don't cry.
{I haven't cried in months}
& that would make sense if I were truly happy.
But I'm not.

This must be what it's like when there's static in your soul.
& your body's electricity bill is due. ...but the money's funny.
Shit starts breaking. Nothing excites you anymore.
& you didn't pay the water bill so you can't even cry about it.

There's a disconnect.
It's time to be honest.

Time to depollute. Be selective. Protect. & Value.

I've shared time, space and energy.
I woke up today feeling spent.
Looking for purpose.

It's been a long time since I've truly given you Me. -me to myself.
& to you as well.

It's been a long time since I've written to be relieved.

..TBC

-xx

Writings on the wall: Cooking Raw, with the Brooklyn Bawse

I didn't get to go to SXSW but I did get to see my favorite person perform LIVE {in the comfort of my room} thanks to American Express & YouTube. :)

I even got dressed for it, lol.

{DIY tee made by me}

-xx

Writings on the wall: Yezzzzzzzz Honey

This is exactly what my morning called for.
I was too sick to take on the day, yesterday.
But the weather's even more beautiful today ..and this video's serving up the right amount energy.

Aside from writing and being a die-hard fashion nut ..If I could devote my time to one other thing, believe it or not, it'd be dancing. ... #funfact
-xx

Writings on the wall: Ehhh...*taps mic*

Feels like we haven't spoken in ages. ..Which sucks, since so much has been going on.
I haven't gotten around to filling you guys in but I do have a few posts in mind ..so you just sit tight.
I think that should be the motto for tonight.  "Sit Tight."                            
Whenever the weather starts to break, I always feel as if I NEED to be doing something.
I'm down with the whole "YOLO" wave but sometimes you really just need to keep still.

I've gotten 3 invites tonight ..which is great.
{& even better when you actually want to hang out with these people. lol xx}
But I can't manage to pull myself together.
I just want to sit in my room and listen to music. I want to write.
& sing. ...under my covers. no lights. with my blinds slightly open. & watch as the moon reaches a new phase. ...It should be completely Full by tomorrow.

I found my new favorite song today. ..which re-inspired my love for underground music.
& I also found this Joyrich x Giza SS12 video, which I think you all need to see.



I couldn't dress like this on a regular basis but this is what all parteez should look like!
D R A M A!
-xx

Writings on the wall: Born to be wild

Tierra Lee. 

Born again in '87. 

Wild & Free. 

As you can see, I bought a wig the other day. 

Though it seems random, it's actually been a thought of mine for a while. 

I think it started sometime last summer, when I wore a bob while modeling my co-workers collection.

At the time, I was sporting my turban and my mo-hawk was fiercely growing out so we didn't use the wig ..but the transformation was quite awakening. 

Not having hair makes it really easy to experiment with different looks and since I couldn't find anything that looked more natural than an afro ...that's what I went with. 

& I love it. 

I wore it out yesterday and I got soo much attention. It was crazy. 

I'm known for doing bold things to my hair ..and ppl would always come up to me with compliments when I had my mo-hawk but this was different. ..It was as if I was walking around with two heads. 

People wanted photos. People wanted to touch it. ...& the only thing I could do was laugh. 

It's not like I have length underneath & the fro was some type of add-on. I have NO HAIR. lmao

I kept thinking, "suppose I exchange numbers with a hot guy today ..because he loved my 'fro" 

& on our first date I wore my natural cut. ---COMEDY! He'd prob die!

 ...I know he would because if I were him, I would lol. 

(I'm still cute with my baldy but guys are so weird about hair lol).

*********************

Further along into my day, I met with my friend Nina to get some promo shots done for The Dressing Room ...a chic bar/boutique located in LES. 

..took this shot behind the scenes.

Lots of fun!

-xx

:: More photos will be posted on my Tumblr. ...check back soon for the link.

Writings on the wall: ..sweetest thing I've ever known

I know that I'm like a ..Dashing DIVA & all {<_< nothing of the sort} & Valentine's Day is supposed to be a piece of cake and then some for us "cool girls" {again, ..I kid} but it's honestly been a while since I've had one worth writing about. & thanks to this sweetie pie that I know, ..this past V.Day was no where close to making it on my list of disappointments. 

I had such a sweet day. {...pun, totally, intended}.

& it actually started early that morning when I went to drop off a pair of shoes to the shoe repair man. 

I came in, he left out ...and the next thing you know I'm walking to work with a big, heart-shaped, box of chocolates. :) ...these days, you just never know what you're gonna get huh

But nothing beats the calla lily's and hydrangeas that were delivered to me at my job. 

My favorite flowers! ...& they were arranged so beautifully. 

When they arrived I'd stepped out of the store so I was super surprised when I returned and saw them waiting in the back. ..I was beaming.

Later that night I was taken to dinner at an awesome restaurant in Park Slope {Rose Water} where I enjoyed an amazing 3-Course Valentine's Day meal and one of the best bottles of Riesling, Germany has to offer.

My night was simple.

 ..But very special and filled with laughter. < which is all I ever need.

& what did I get my Valentine? ..The guy who seems to have it all, give it all, and wants nothing in return?

A vintage-inspired money clip from DryLake, which he loves. ..Thank God.

 I thought it'd be perfect. & super chic for a stylish 20something. :)

along with a very heart-felt card. ..Thanking this lad for simply being who he is. 

Which is fun, selfless, and caring! 

xxx

All in all, ..'Twas a good day in the neighborhood. {I had a bit of an Aussie accent when I said that. ... :-\ idk lol}

..Hope you enjoyed yours.

-xx

Pieces & Things: Do it for the ladiiiieees!

Today, in honor of Valentine's Day, Melody Ehsani {fab jewelry designer} 

is giving her little pretties 20% off The Entire Store!!

..something to jump on. ..as she makes cool shxt! {seen above}

Simply apply discount code: LOVE ME @ check out and you're all set ..dressed to impress & ready to party! {lol, I'm in a good mood.}

The sale is valid for 24 hrs. ..Ends @ Midnight! 

don't S L E E P.

-xx

P.S. HAPPY V.DAY {muaaah!}

Writings on the wall: I BRUSH my hair back and forth!

So I JUST got the news! 

Willow Smith has a B A L D Y O_O

My uncle sent me a text me saying "did you know, Willow Smith cut her hair like yours?"

 ...I LIT UP!. 

I think she is such a beautiful girl. 

& I love that she is so secure within herself ..that she can easily make these decisions without a care. ..When I was her age, my ponytails were everything! 

Cutting my hair would have NEEEVER...{you already know}

This is a different time, however. & I wasn't exposed to dramatic buzz cuts as a child, anyway. 

But still, she does not need hair to define who she is and I love her for knowing that. 

I'm excited.

& even more so because, when I had my mo'hawk ..it was actually her who inspired it. 

I literally woke up, saw a pic of her and Jaden ...went to Twitter to see if they agreed {was gon' do it anyway} ...hopped my butt up, went to the barber and told them to lose the sides. 

My hair changes like the weather. ..I'm always looking for different ways to express myself. 

Going bald, was unfathomable even when I had my mo'hawk ..but look at me now. :) 

My hair was once my greatest accessory. ...and the smidgen that I have ..still is. 

#BALDpower!!! lol

-xx