6 months in Pictures

Delusions of Grandeur

Hello Lovelies, Yes, It's been a few months. But I can honestly say that I've been doing some good. Now, for those in my hometown that noticed my 3 month absence, I'll let you know, I joined the Navy.. *waits for gasps* . Before you pass too much judgement, let me be the first to say, that my reasons were totally selfless (well... somewhat) and completely justified. Yes, I went through 2 months of bootcamp. Yes I cried almost daily, No I wasn't able to talk to my friends or family, and finally YES I lost a ton of weight. (Eat your hearts out) Now.. while I was there, I had plenty of time to reflect on everything I had left behind. Sure I was still in Illinois, but I had zero contact with the outside world other than my mom and my besties writing to me. It gave me a chance to think about my dating situation, school, and myself. As Far as dating was concerned, you'll remember I had involved myself with not 1, or 2..but 3 people. No I wasn't sleeping with all of them, and if I was so what, I'm grown. But I was emotionally attached in some form or fashion. But were the feelings mutual? I decided to put this question to the test and wrote a letter to all 3 of them. Each letter contained a different heartfelt message of nostalgia and longing, promises of what was to come, and optimism for the future. And you wanna know what happened? Nada. Not. One. Fucking. Letter. Boop. Did it leave me a saltier than Wendys french fries? Yes. And of course on graduation day as I flicked Great Lakes Naval Training Base off as my parents drove me away, I couldn't help but get a little excited at the prospect of seeing these 3 lads. Why? After months of silence, where I was so clearly out of my normal cocktails, heels, parties till 3, and tacos as the sun rose element, would I be excited to see 3 assholes that couldn't even bother to write a freaking paragraph saying that they missed me too. Even the feigned you can do it, I have faith in you was never sent or even shown. But yet, the thought of seeing them actually gave me comfort. In fact, I did see one. We shall call him F. Mainly because that's what his first name starts with.. (Yeah. I'm innovative). Anyway, F was who I had been dealing with the longest and I decided to forgo the anger of not hearing from him, for a night of alone time. I heard everything from I missed you, to lets get married, to we're gonna make this work. And being the pathetic romantic that I am, I decided to believe it. Even though Me and He had been in cahoots for an entire year and our status had not stepped up not even 1 iota. I still held on to the vision of us, somewhere happy holding hands and jelousing everybody with our oogly eyed facebook pictures. Of photoshoots on some beach drinking cocktails and pretending to not see the camera of our significant other as they snapped away on there Blackberry. Of tweeting our admiration for one another while our followers retweeted wishing they could find what we had. I wanted that. But the truth of the matter was, F was nothing more than a delusion of grandeur. He was something so beautifully unattainable, that I felt the need to use up every resource I had in order to get him, keep him. I became that friend that every girl has that really believes she's in a relationship with someone, and it takes all your strength not to mutter bitch under your breath every time she talks about him. Soon, the other 2 that I had left behind somehow found there way back into my text inbox. And the juggling of the messages commenced. I only had 10 days of leave before I had to check into my next command, so the days following my graduation were somewhat blurry. But When I finally left Chicago, I left with a bitter taste in my mouth. The sting of once again falling victim to sweet lies, and the realization that despite my best efforts, I hadn't really changed. Soon after arriving in Mississippi, (which let me say IS most definitely the arm pit of the south) F started to get on my last damn nerves. Our roles had somehow switched. I wasn't that thirsty girl clawing to my phone every time my bbm went off. In fact, I had went days, even weeks without so much as a "Hey, You breathin?" What had happened? My sense finally caught up with my age. I realized that I had spent the last 2 months crawling through ditches, doing push ups till my arms fell off, and learning how to work as a team. And F, was absolutely not a team player. He was, a blue ball hog. Not willing to share his playing time with anyone else until he was 20 points down and needed assists. My desire for a relationship with him had fizzled. I was tired of trying to make a big something out of an even bigger nothing. And although to this day I still wonder what it would have been like if we had been in a relationship, I realized that the grandeur was worse than the bite.

My Confessions

*I Confess that... I have a boyfriend (YAAAY)

*I confess that although I'm in the Navy, the littlest things still scare the shit outta me

*I confess that as nice as it is to be home, I'm getting HELLA restless

Well, that's 6 months of my life summed up in a short story. Do NOT let Delusions of Grandeur block you from an oncoming blessing. Just because something feels decent in the now, doesn't mean it will feel that way forever. If something just doesn't feel right, 10 out of 10 times, it isn't. And if all else fails, Fuck em, then..... fuck em. *shrugs* HA!

(With my Brit Brat in Uniform)

To Whom This May Concern

Dear.. Crush,

That's right... This is a letter to the person that has occupied a space in both my mind and heart for quite sometime. Let me start by saying that, I'm not crazy. Well.. not clinically anyway. well.. I haven't been diagnosed with anything. So really, this letter shouldn't be taken too seriously. But... Here goes.

Sometimes, I sit and think about all the fun that we have.. Our conversations, laughter, and crude jokes that only we find funny. It's amazing to find someone who shares similar interests as you. And crush, I have found that in you. It sucks that i cant be around you as much as I'D like to.. But I realize you have this wonderful life outside of our friendship, and I respect that.

Now.. I don't go around blasting about the people that I'm interested in.. I pretty much keep a low profile on things of that nature. But crush, I could sing from the mountaintops. (But I wont because it would probably contribute to a lot of animals being added to the endangered species list).. Can I tell you what I like about you?

I like your work ethic. I like the fact that no matter what you have to do, you do it just so that you'll be doing something. I like the fact that you were raised in a good family. I love when you can tell a man has been raised right, and you crush, have been raised impeccably. I LOVE the fact that you can dress and hold a very high interest in fashion. Not in a feminine way, but in a way that you are very much up on current trends, and you like to shop. (which we ALL know is my favorite past time) Oh. and crush, can I just say that I like the fact that you don't mind if I go a lil hard about sports. I was raised with many male cousins, a football playing brother, and a basketball playing daddy. So it's safe to assume that sports is in my blood. Unfortunately, i wasn't born the with athletic gene. But it's something about a man getting smacked on the field that reallly gets me going. :-)

Now. It hasn't always been sunshine and daisy's for us crush. We've had some.. trying times. But you know what. I never gave up. And while I know neither of us are in any position for anything with a title. I just need to you know crush. It's you. Has been. Will be. You.

Friends have talked their shit. Told me to drop it. To leave you alone. To turn around and never look your way again. And. That's fine. Because I wont. Not right now at least. I cant.

Ugh. ok. do I sound crazy yet crush? If i do, I'm sorry.. It's just the thought of you excites me.. You make me smile. And laugh. And sad. All at the same time. It's exciting, and scary and again. That's fine.

You and me.. hmmm.. powerful black couples are so beautiful. And We'd definitely be a powerhouse. I see the moves we're both making, and I cant help but let my mind wander to the what if's.. What do I bring to the table? Well...

I'm educated, I have my funny moments. I'm driven, and optimistic (with coffee and marijuana). I match your fly effortlessly. Good girl when need be. Crazy when I have to be. And sympathetic. But again Crush, I'm not rushing a thing. Just letting you know that well.. I'm alright.

Welp. That's it then.. Let the speculation begin. I'm ready for it. I feel like a coward because this is nameless. But crush, I'm just not ready to let you know how I feel. So. I'll write you this letter, and hope that maby, maby you feel the same way.

Sincerely Yours,

♥ Kisha_Fashionista ♥

Fall into Fall

(For you nay Sayers.. Beyonce BEEN had buttas! :-p)

Fall is coming! Fall is coming!!

ohhh myyy gosh!! Fall is my favorite season? Why? because it evokes so much feeling and emotion from me. And because fashion is so much cuter when it's colder right? Not just fashion, but peoples attitudes tend to change the colder it gets. (ehem. um, hello cuffing season?) These are some of my new favorite things about this up coming fall..

Now, i detest animal print. I used to love it when I was.. Younger. But if done wrong, animal print can look like somebody's cheap hoodtastic living room/bathroom set. But this tiny tasteful leopard print belt gives us a little break from the Summer's statement accessories. AND it's under $100.. On Dillards.com you can find this cutie for $38.. don't say i neva gave you nothin :-)

This season, OPI introduces us to it's new Swiss collection. The line consists of gorgeous Fall/Winter wonderland colors. With a few earth tones splashed in. And just in case nobody has told you (which is blasphemous) Many nail salons are offering the "no chip" manicure which lemme tell you.. is a life and money saver!

So, I've been coveting a leather bomber jacket for about 2 years now, and this may be the year I spend my duckets on one. They are super cute, super comfy and go with every style! Watch and see, they'll be EVERYWHERE this fall...

Also on my list of things to look out for this fall are chunky knits. *sighs* How I love them so!

Whats fall without boots? whether you're looking for flat and practical, or High and fun, boots thigh high boots are the it thing this up coming fall. These simple brown flat over the knee boots are Coachella, and the grey thigh high boots are Michael Antonio.. ( I have them in black.. but the heel is high and wretched.com)

Last but certainly not least, look out for the boyfriend pant. But not just jeans, the boyfriend tailored look. It screams sexy and androgyny ( love that word) and really, the pair that I just got from H&M are the most comfortable pants I own


Hope you enjoy reading as much as I've enjoyed compiling.. Hope you see you cute out in the streets!

Love ya!

♥ Kisha_fashionista ♥

No 1ne man Should have all that Powa

(Downtown Atlanta. *sighs*)

Well Well Well.. Looky who's back.. *Points at Self*

UGH. Lemme tell you how life has thrown so many lemons my way.. I'm like 10 nanoseconds away from opening up a stand on the corner. Summer is ending and the tell tale signs of Fall are making themselves even more apparent. Fall is gorgeous colors, crisp breezes, pumpkin latte's, high school football games, and BOOTS. But Fall is also cuffing season. For those of you who experienced a high volume of cake last winter and found yourself on your ass and alone this summer can expect that same fool (or fools... I don't judge) to come right back round as soon as the temperature drops. Then there are those who thought they were boo'd up during the summer (like myself.. HMPH) but noticed he wasn't quite acting as "right" as he was during the winter.. Now you will probably see a definite change in 'tude. But with both of these situations, we hold all the power. Right? It's not the one who always comes back, but the one who is open to it.
Lets talk on some realness. I had a situation where during the colder months, I started "talking" (I know that term is so juvenile.. but then again so was he) all during winter I thought I really had things on lock. But theeeeen Spring hit, and things weren't so sweet. By the Summer I was crying into a pitcher of Margaritas with my bestfriends wondering what went wrong. The pathetic part about my whole story, is that the day after my snot fests, he would hit me up as if nothing were wrong and I'd be right back at square 1...
Now, I know what you're thinking.. DUH! Why would you even go through that? Well, everybody has their reasons.. Mine was mainly the fact that I was dickmatized (which is VERY REAL) and I genuinely liked this guy and thought we had a chance. At the time I really did think he held all the power. But as I sit back and type this on the low (because I'm at work and not even suppose to be on here like this lol) I really had the power.. Not necessarily over him and his actions. But the outcome of every situation. See, I was losing, because I never ever gave myself a chance to win. I would go back into the pattern and even though I knew what the pattern was, and peeped game, I still kept myself in it. And THAT my lovelies is where I was giving away my power.
So.. How do you know enough is enough?

*If you find yourself crying more than happy and laughing, chances are, it's prolly enough.
*I know they say don't listen to single friends. But true bestfriends have nothing but good intentions for you. They can offer the best insight, cuz lets face it. The biggest symptom of being dickmatized is blindness..
*And lastly, the best sign that can ever appear to you, is yourself.. Hindsight is 20/20.. it's just a choice on whether you listen and take heed

I don't know to many of us that like being alone.. And if you're as fabulous as I think you are, I know you're really just looking for someone just as fabulous to strut around with and be awesome around. But at the end of the day, we cant go giving away our power. And if you're like me, and realize all the lemons you've been allowing yourself to be dealt, don't fret. When life hands you lemons, squeeze that shit into a margarita!

Love you!

♥Kisha_Fashionista♥

Photo Confessions

Photo's from the week that I absolutely LOVE! Enjoy :o)


(Get Carried away)


(New brian Atwood Farrah heels)


(Richard Nicoll silver Denim skirt)


(Botegga Veneta Kelly green Cocolave Crocodile Tote) *Um.. LOVE this*


(I would do strange things for the dress Serena is wearing...)


(Oh Blair.. Whatever will you do with Chuck?)


(This is old. But whatever. It's my blog)

Best Frenemies xoxo

"Pull my hair, Spank me, and call me a bitch because I'm SO sorry"!- Vic

My sister, (who's just as fabulous in her own right) recently accompanied me on 1 of my shopping excursions.. She needed to vent because she had "the worst day of school in her life" Her best friend was pissing her off and throwing her under the bus for a guy. Don't act surprised. This happens all the time. As I picked up a pair studded aviator glasses, I tried to think of the best advice I could give to her about friendship. Unfortunately, I wasn't exactly batting 1000 in this field, so I felt pretty stupid about suggesting what she should do. I did explain to her, that her friend, was not a friend at all, but was in fact a frenemy. What's a frenemy? Well here's the definition:

Frenemy (alternately spelled "frienemy") is a portmanteau of "friend" and "enemy" which can refer to either an enemy disguised as a friend or to a partner who is simultaneously a competitor and rival

Still don't understand? Check out this HILARIOUS video from the web series Frenemies..



(sorry the vid is so big)

So there you have it. A frenemy is a lot worse than an enemy because all good intentions are out the window. They would rather aid and watch you fall or fail with a big smile on their face then to see you succeed. They run and talk about you behind your back, but smile in your face. They are jealous of everything you do, or speak of. They are unsupportive, and they are sneaky.The most unfabulous thing about a frenemy, is that you usually don't realize that's what they are, until they know all your business and it's written in permanent marker on a bathroom wall.. Frenemies also have a hard time taking responsibility for the demise of a good friendship. If their jealous, they call it hating. It's just TOO much for adults to go through which is why the Frenemy phase that most girls go through ends either in or after college age. After explaining all this to her, she of course was still irritated. I let her know that as annoying as it is, it will pass depending on how she handles the toxic frenemy. Now, most of the people I called friends have gone. And I cant say that I'm a perfect friend because nobody is. But I am a DAMN good friend. I'm very easy to get a long with and for the most part, i'm very lax about a lot of things. Normally when a friend has a problem with me, it's them. And if we stop talking, my absence is felt. When people think you have a certain weakness, they will use it to your advantage. (How wack!) Frenemies have the best camouflage, but there are ways of spotting said "friend"

A Frenemy will....

* Listen to your every word then repeat it (often times incorrectly) to anyone who will listen.

* Try to compete with you in EVERYTHING you do

* Talk about you subliminally and try to hide their hands at the end

* Sabotage, ruin, and try to take you over

A REAL Friend..

* Supports however she can. No matter what she has to do. Her last dollar, is now your dollar. Even though she may be having a horrible day, she still takes time out to listen to you. She's at every game or event if you're into sports, or at every concert if you play music.

* NEVER and I repeat, NEVER subliminally talks about you. She may talk about others less important. But never airs her feelings about you, or your business subliminally, whether it's via Facebook Status, or tweet. And if she DOES have a problem, she comes to you and tells you so that you two may go forward and move on

* Flips out on those she thinks are your frenemies and has no qualms about hurting their feelings

* Doesn't compete or even think of her friend as competition. Real friends view themselves as equals and all those other bitches out their are your competition. Together

I mean really, friendships are not suppose to be difficult. Anytime a friendship seems exhausting, it may be time for some re-evaluations. I don't have all the answers, and I don't do everything right. But I'm confident that little sis will make the right decisions when it comes to who she chooses to share her fabness with.



My Confessions
*I confess that I still REALLY like him
*I confess that my side eye has been REAL strong lately
*I confess that I Cannot WAIT to go to Miami

Stay away from those frenemies kids. Because the saying is "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer" NOT the other way around

Love you!

♥ Kisha_Fashionista ♥