#black legacy

[mrsoulstice]

Oak Bluffs collection presented by Ralph Lauren

[imanisays]

Laila Ali with her father, Muhammad Ali

[thesagittarianmind]

Aphrochic: Celebrating The Legacy of The Black Family Home

By: Bryan Mason + Jeanine Hays

[fiolater]

Read all diary entries - First diary entrie

Loud. Chaotic. Completely out of control. Exactly right.

If someone had told me that this would be my last memory of university, I would have nodded immediately — if only because of the beer keg and the simple fact that absolutely no one here is making good decisions.

“Is this safe?” I ask, already leaning halfway over the keg.

Amber doesn’t even look concerned. “Define safe,” she says, pressing a cup into my hand. “Physically? Questionable. Emotionally? Absolutely not. But spiritually? Definitely.”

Somewhere behind us the music is pounding far too loud, confetti rains down from the ceiling, and I’m pretty sure someone just called a knocked-over table an artistic statement.

Isabelle appears next to Slade, red cup in hand, laughing. “I give this party ten more minutes before something catches fire.”

Slade raises an eyebrow. “Optimistic.”

I look at him. “You’re not going to stop this, are you?”

He smiles — that calm, knowing smile. “I’ve learned to just let chaos happen. Especially university chaos.”

Suddenly, Amber grabs my arm. “Philly. PHILLY. Promise me one thing.”

“What?”

“When we look back on tonight, we won’t remember grades. Or stress. Just this.”

She gestures vaguely at the mess around us — the laughter, the spilled drinks, me, moments away from hanging over the beer keg while Slade tries to keep me upright.

“Promise,” I laugh. “Even if I wake up tomorrow with no memories and a very suspicious bruise.”

Later — much later — the music is still loud, the alcohol is still flowing, couples are hiding in corners, kissing and touching like there’s no tomorrow, and none of us are ready to really say goodbye.

But tonight isn’t about endings.

It’s about one last night full of chaos, love, noise — a little drunk and completely alive.

And honestly?

I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

[berriespunches]

Love is in the air!

[dewitty1]

Did you know this?!?!

from @blackwomenthrive & @melaninboard

Harlem World Magazine says:

About the top picture: A photo of a ukrainian cosplayer by the name of Olya Gussy  who posed in several photographs as Betty Boop in which went viral and has been seen by millions of people on the internet where the photo has been mistaken as Baby Esther and/or Helen Kane. The reason as to why the photoshoot of Oyla was mistaken for Baby Esther was because HelloBeautiful’s Lifestyle Editor Danielle Young posted the photo of the “white” ukrainian cosplayer (the practice of dressing up as a character from a movie, book, or video game) dressed up as Betty Boop and claimed it was Baby Esther without researching the origin of the photograph, which made people believe the photograph was actually “Baby Esther”, and also lead people to believe Betty Boop was of mixed-race heritage/Mulatto.

Baby Esther

The Real Betty Boop!

[melxniesims]

This is Olivia, the new roomie (yep we got another one lol)

[gahdamnpunk]

Let’s not forget Taylor Townsend as well!