Monthly Archives: January 2012

Social 46

So I told you in my last entry, that I had a bit of exciting news for you. I have been chosen as one of 46 people to represent Indianapolis and social media during the Super Bowl. It is a program called Social46. You can find most of us on twitter under #social46.
At first I was genuinely excited and nervous. As I get older I get shyer. By the time I am 40, more than likely I’ll be in a corner shaking. I was nervous because, even though I have talked to some of the people in the program on twitter, I’ve never actually met any of them. I get there and take my seat. I get kind of uneasy because I’ve just noticed something. Let me get the picture of the group so you can see:
Yeah.. Not really diverse is it?
Let me back up a little bit. Here are some quotes that can better tell you what the Social 46 is and what it is trying to accomplish:
The Social 46 is a group of 46 top influencers in Social Media selected by the Super Bowl Host Committee to promote Indianapolis and the Super Bowl through Social Media. Our group includes local celebrities social media leaders, bloggers members of the media, and other community leaders.

Our goal is to galvanize the Indy community and drive them toward social media as a way of keeping everyone involved with the Super Bowl connected. Those of us in Social 46 are serving as ambassadors to welcome people to Indianapolis and to share what Indy has to offer. We tweet with the hashtag #social46. Our hope is to make this the most talked about Super Bowl experience in history.

During our meeting, it was brought up that this is the most urban Super Bowl ever. I took a quick unofficial poll on my personal Facebook page because no one really responded on the Tale of Going Natural.  The comments and thoughts I got about it varied greatly:
My friends are nutcases, in case you couldn’t figure that out on your own accord.
Anyway, their thoughts on my page got me to thinking about myself, what I believe, what I think urban is.
Urban to me is a large diverse group of people located in an area.
I could get into details about the area they are located in, and the types of things that are around, but this is my bare bones definition of urban. There is hardly anything in this group that to me represents diversity, nor shows all of the neat ethnic backgrounds that we have here in Indianapolis.
I am initially from a small town here in Indiana. When I was a little girl, there were a total of three other black kids in my entire school. It was stressed over and over to me by my mother, my grandparents, and pretty much everyone else in my family, that I needed to doubly mind my p’s and q’s, because I am setting an example for everyone. I used to get angry. Why does it always have to be me? Why am I the one who always has to set an example for everyone else? As got older I realized the answer. Because you are the only one Leslie. You are the only reference on culture and race in that particular school. People generalize. That is just how a lot (not all) of people operate. Being the only person means that people are going to take your actions and generalize them for a whole group of people.
Now, from the picture, it looks as if I am the only minority. I’m not. I counted 3 other people, which still adds up to 8.6% (my math may be wrong though I do not think so) of the 46 people. 
With a percentage that small, some things may get overlooked about the Super Bowl and Indianapolis. Things that, maybe if you weren’t a minority, you wouldn’t know where to go (weave, ethnic groceries, ethnic hair care). So that will be my contribution to the social46. My goal is to bring as much diversity as one person can. I’ll be using my blog to accomplish this goal. I will also be reporting on the different events around the city. Stay tuned for what is probably going to be an interesting ride.

The Trouble with Tights.

 

 

Can we step away from natural hair from for a moment?

I want to talk to you about tights.

I love tights. I do. They have come out with such cute styles and colors lately.

These are from Avenue. I DIE!

 

However, I have a severe problem with tights. The sizing.

You see, I am short and round. My weight is such that I guess clothing companies feel as if I should be a specific height. I am not that height. I will never be that height.

As a result one of two things happens when I wear tights.

1. The tights are so long that I have to tuck them under my bra and hope for the best.

OR

2. I attempt to go down a size and can’t get them over the tree trunks I call thighs.

I can’t win.

I work in IT and I crawl around sometimes, but a lot of time is spent at my desk. I would love to wear skirts and dresses in the cold weather, but I just can’t find tights that suit and fit me. *sigh*

 

What are your favorite tights? Where did you get them?

 

PS: Stick with me! Next week I have some exciting news!

Naturally Me? Sometimes I don’t want to be…

I tend to avoid things that aren’t naturally me. I do this for a couple of reasons. The first one being that things that aren’t natural to you, take work. For example; math does not come natural to me. It is something I continuously struggle with on a daily. I have like 3 math courses in my curriculum. It’s rough. I am to the point now that I am proficient in algebra. Then they threw geometry at me. I knew in high school that geometry wasn’t for me. Proofs are a joke. Why am I proving that a circle is round? You have eyes! You see that circle is round!
*ahem*
Like I said, these things take time and effort to work with. Time that I don’t really have and effort that I don’t want to give. I have a full time job, I go to school part time. I am sleepy. It just seems like there aren’t enough hours in the day. I don’t have time to do things that are completely out of the ordinary.
Except…
I kind of want a weave.
Now, this is not a good thing for me. I was weaved up for my wedding. It was beautiful. However, after a week, it was a big matted ball in the back of my head. I can’t take care of it. I don’t know how to.
Weave makes me nervous. I have never been good with keeping them. They irritate my husband as well. He loves my “fluffy hairs” and whenever I get something that disguises them, or mixes in with them, he throws a tiny fit.
I guess my question(s) to you are:
Do you wear weaves? How do you wash them? How do yours not end up in a big matted ball in the back of your head at the end of the week? How often do you go back to your stylist and get a touch up?
I can’t say that even if I am satisfied with the answers to my questions, I will go out and get one. They are expensive, hard for me to maintain, and just.. ugh. But I miss straight hair sometimes, and I like the idea of playing with it.  

Best choices for us.

I am exhausted. If anyone ever told me that the holidays were an actual vacation, I think I would punch them.
Roughly a month ago I got a haircut. It was actually more of a trim. My hair grows quicker in the back than anywhere else, giving me a mullet type look. Not good.
It got me to thinking. When I was younger if you came at my hair with a pair of scissors, be it a trim or an actual cut, to correct broken off hair, I would be in tears. My hair took forever to grow, and all I ever wanted was long hair. When it was relaxed, it seemed as if I could never achieve that dream. The longest my hair ever really got was to my earlobe.
With my natural hair, no matter how bad I treat it, it grows. When I say I treat it bad, I mean I don’t tie it up every night like I am supposed to, I go longer than I should without a serious detangle, and I have hand-in-hair syndrome.
Ultimately I believe that natural hair was the best choice for myself. What about you? 
 Can you tell I am sick? I feel like crap. On my way to work.
What is the best choice you have made for  yourself?