Where is the fine line between a woman dressing classy vs trashy?
I’ve already written two letters to my daughter and one to black women but today goes to my son (that doesn’t exist). With all the extensive pressure to perform and live a certain way to society’s standards, I want to reach out to him. I want to give him some lessons I’ve never gotten about growing up.
I’m writing this as a letter to a friend. She’s beautiful, strong, and a colossally warm soul. This to you when the world gets cold. Much Love! Continue reading “Dedicated to a Flowerchild”