This outfit came together so very randomly. Honestly, I feel like I haven't really been dressing to the 9s. Maybe things have gotten so busy, my comfort has been kind of put on the back burner. ALSO probably because I'm broke as a joke and I don't even have time to consider making a trip to the thrift. Literally, March was mayhem and I thought I'd have April as a brake, but just like the first, that was a complete joke.

Urban Renewal fishtail jacket, Forever21 dress, headscarf Sade's gift to me from India
So I've been piecing a lot things together the morning of, if you know me you know that's not my thing and that's probably a big reason nothing has really been feeling, complete. I think this was an exception and I just like the dynamic. It was actually supposed to be a rainy day, the reason for pulling out my lab rain coat. However, seeing as though I missed my first class...and almost my second class I also missed the rain and cool morning *insert hard side-eye*. Purposefully created a rain-friendly outfit and missed the rain, what the hell. Other than nearly sweating it out, I think it came together pretty well. If I could swap something out...it'd probably be the flatforms; I really didn't intend for it to look so matchy. In fact, my socks had dark green on them as well and I scrunched them down to hide it because I was sick with the coordination.

xxoo missusmonroe

ANTI Weekend

If you've been following us even for just a little bit of time, you know I've been through some trials and tribulations through this whole college thing. Just feeling as though I'm not reaping as much as I feel like I'm sewing, and I feel like I be sewing a whole lot okay. I've felt like giving up so many times, so, so, so many times. You just get tired of things not going the way you'd like if you really do feel like you're doing what you're supposed to be doing. But as stubborn as I am, I'm not the type to just give up. I've said this many times before but it's simply not in my nature. My mother literally did not raise me that way. I'm just really happy to say things took a spiritually magical turn recently and I couldn't have been happier. At the time, I really did need some reassurance my head is screwed on properly. A little nudge to keep working. And I felt so deserving to reward myself properly. Not half-assed when you know you ain't really meet your expectations but fuuuck it, type of thing. Real guiltless turn ups!

First up was our annual Africa Night; I whipped this outfit together so last minute. I had the perfect outfit really but I'd planned on wearing it for a future lookbook so that just wouldn't do. This eventually came together in the end and I love it so much. Ankara is such a fun material to style.

Then I was off to Maryland to see my badass beotch. Not really sure where you've been if you don't know Ri is my partial spirit animal, but catch up cause she is and this was a magical night. I respect her so much more as an artist after the show, she really put on a performance. I hate it when people compare her work to the likes of someone like Beyonce because we all know there isn't a common denominator in their music and style besides from the fact they both sing! So please halt. Beyonce performs Beyonce and Rihanna sure does do her own thing. I was absolutely in love. From the aesthetics, to the outfit changes, to the venue set up...opened up my eyes to even more career paths mixing all of my passions.

It's so important to treat yourself, whether you feel you deserve it or not, but especially when you've been working so hard and are finally reaping some benefits. Be selfish! Indulge in yourself. Love yourself harder than anyone else can.

xxoo missusmonroe

Are you Mad?

In celebration of my belated birthday, I gathered a few friends for a Saturday brunch at the Whimsical Madhatter at DuPont circle in D.C. For our DC locals-- I  highly recommend this spot! The restaurant's take on Alice in Wonderland is purely genius and ties in well. This is my second time going to Madhatter and the quality of service was no different from the first!

On my walk across U Street, I found this comical street art. It's hard to not laugh at the state of American politics right now :)


As we move into Spring and the weather begins to transition, it becomes so much easier (at least for me) to see the beauty in a lot of my environment. I stopped by an academic building to pick up a phone call and a girl beside me stopped to take a picture. I turned my head to see what she was looking at. Boom! In my face was a beautiful pink tree next to a beautifully-shaped archway. The things you'd notice if you just stopped and admired our beauty. Instantly when I took these pictures (below), I couldn't help but draw parallels to the architecture in Morocco.

Spotted on campus (Sade)

Spotted on my camps (Sade)

Morocco's architecture and distinct colors could be comparable. Morocco is definitely on my hit list for the next two years. I find myself constantly mesmerized by its beauty and history.

Sources: Google Images


Creeper x No Rihanna

Gone are the days where these platformed shoes were reserved for emo kids and the fashion fiends who lacked a faint heart. Gone, gone, gone. PUMA, aka RiRi, opened the flood gates so it's therefore nearly synonymous with Sam Smith's "Superstars" *cue eyeroll*... I lied it can't possibly be that watered down. Nothing, nothing compares to those horrid shoes. Anyway let's move on cause I can literally rant about my hatred for those things for a very long time. These Creepers...are still a very interesting addition to my closet.

Thrifted everything (DIY shorts) gojane shoes

After about four years they have somewhat come back in style but not really, it's just Rihanna making them relevant once again. I've always loved the dimension they add to an outfit, especially the way I styled them this day, where your legs look like they are literally endless. Endless. This brings me back to Christmas '12 where all I wanted were Creepers. I just saw so much potential in the shoe..weird enough to say ~lol~ I just believed in them in a way. I was like these are gunna be it, they need to be in my closet. Well what actually happened was my mother just gave me the money for them instead of that lovely T.U.K. box being under our tree. I'm such a strange human being, it's very strange I can't really shell a lot of money on just one item of clothing or anything alike. It's not really something I frequently indulge in, even I see its ability to seamlessly transfer to different seasons and be worn multiple times and ways. I prefer to splurge on experiences, if I have the money in my hand I'll end up buying a cheap version and shape shift my money from there. It's a very different outcome when something is gifted to me obviously. Which is exactly what happened here.

I ended up using maybe a third of the money on some fakes and the rest is somewhere in this world lol. Much to my despair these shoes fell apart when I went on my London adventure and was literally walking everywhere, nothing super glue couldn't fix..still fixes and will more than likely continue to fix. These particular platformed babies may look good from afar but they are such a bitch to actually walk in. The mouth hardly bends is the real ordeal so I'm flatfooted literally walking flatfooted for hours. Other than that (hah) I do like them. I think that's why I don't wear them often; when I forget about the experience I'll wonder why I never wear them and end up nearly suffering yet again. To be honest I'm quite pleased how this outfit came together. It was something completely different at first, involving a turtle neck and PVC...needless to say it was a mess. I'd x'd out the turtleneck because it was far too warm for that and honestly, that element with the matching coat I was to wear really made the outfit. What happened was a plum mess with a skimpy looking skirt. So I just traded in the shine for some basics and viola! Gorilla glue and all.

xxoo missusmonroe

the color purple

I know for a fact, bloggers worldwide can relate to me on this, shoot regular picture-takers tryna stunt for ya life on the gram *insert* I luh da gram, I luh the gram *excerpt*. The awkwardness of taking pictures in absolutely random, non-secluded spots with many people walking past. Personally, I don't care about tons of people watching, I just hate being in the middle of people's walkway cause it's a serious pet peeve of mine. Now, imagine this when you are the only one taking your picture! It can just get weird, walking around with your tripod, taking pics on the sidewalk or something with cars passing and yelling things out of the window...not an ideal situation. So while this was happening to me yet again I discovered a magical spot on campus. A spot I've never seen photographed before, which makes sense because of its seclusion and I almost died and resurrected. Since moving to my new dorm, as in one and a half semesters ago, I haven't found such a space! Finally, all is well in life once again. I walked up with a moderate battery life then of course the devil struck, just flaunting his evil ways, and killed it as soon as I got into the flow. YOU KNOW when you take like 3 testers but then you suddenly begin to envision how you want the outcome to be, then attempt to emulate your thoughts, yup right then *capoot* dead. I did manage to work out some black girl magic and I must say, this is one of my favorite shoots yet.

This outfit was actually inspired by these here Zara shoes. Last year I spotted them when they went live and at first I just stared at them then scrolled by but as time went on, I kept thinking of these shoes. They reminded me of prepubescent days and I was kind of digging it. I added them to my cart after too many daydreams but we know that doesn't mean anything, especially with their price, it meant nothing at all. I then actually began styling them mentally and that's when I knew they clearly had to be mine. It was practically God slamming a truck in my face like, "hello, pay attention!" After a few more weeks and a very great sale, I finally bagged them. They ended up staying unworn for quite some time because these are not snow shoes, especially with the straps being suede, so I begrudgingly had to wait and wait and wait. Well, ladies and gentlemen, the wait is over! Even though it would've been nice to showcase them first, cause when I bought them they were no where else to be seen; it's alright other brands have hopped on the bandwagon, though not as cutely *cough* Aldo *cough*. I'm really getting into minimalism and I think sportswear is the definition of that style. This look completely revolves around the shoe and I just adore it. The purple is a nice touch as well, as always. In conclusion, to velcro or not to velcro?

xxoo missusmonroe


So there's been Michael and Janet, Brandy and Ray-J, James and Dave Franco, the Mowry's and their brother, Hilary and Haylie, Toni and Tamar, and the list goes on and on really. Some successes and many failures in what seems to be a nearly impossible feat, stepping out of their sibling's shadow or even *gasp* obtaining more fame. We can literally talk about so many crash and burn stories but that's not really what we're here for. Ask anyone, we love a good (or bad) excuse to celebrate and what a better person to celebrate than Miss Solo herself? Sol-Angel, saintrecords, the lady many of us hardly directly associate with Beyonce anymore, at least not on that comparison of success basis. Honestly this is just B's hipper, younger sister who's so damn effortlessly cool and in tune with herself. 

spirit animal: a statement that said person or thing is a representation of you or who you want to be, as Urban Dictionary has helped us define it as. 
[missusmonroe:] I like to say Solo is half my spirit animal, the other half being Rihanna (what a combination...). I just think we're so much alike, I admire her expression so much and how embracing she is of herself; exactly how I encourage others to live and love. 

Solange makes it known she's still learning, still very much so a work in progress but what a great work she is thus far. Fearless. So unconventional in her family life and work life. Her music will never be that typical hip hop and R&B, which to us is awesome because it is a direct reflection of who she is. Isn't that what your art is supposed to be? From her travels to her community efforts, it just feels like she's got this life thing down right.

Another thing we really love about Solange is her fearless and creative approach at life. When we first came to know Solange, we knew her exclusively as Beyonce's little sister. And quite honestly, there was still a mirrored image of Beyonce in her. But it seems like that there was surely a break in that pattern, because we have now come to her as "Solange Knowles." on her path of self identity and discovery, we've have been invited exclusive access to her life. Below are some images that we really fell in love with as almost as much we are inspired by her!

Sade & Lola

images courtesy of Google, edited by Sade and missusmonroe

cozi aesthetics: kitchen chronicles

Y'know something, I really appreciate the cozy aesthetic but never have I been able to get with it. To actually commit. Since I'm the type who doesn't wear/buy sweats besides for the purpose of pajamas, the "cozy" wave, I deemed cozi because I mean it's more fun to look at let's be honest, was never really for me. However I seriously love seeing it. This day in particular I just randomly put this together and I think I finally somewhat mastered it for me and my taste. I think the thing was that I've always thought it just didn't do enough to be honest, it just lacked. As in.. if I were to replicate the outfit of someone else for example, I'd look like I just rolled out of bed. The type of thing where it's perfectly cool for you girl, but that shit won't rock with me. But how awesome is this look! One of my resolutions this year was to step even further out of my box. To be even more limitless with my style and to take even bigger risks, personal risks independent of any and everything around me. So I would certainly place this look in that direction. Yes, my hair is indeed purple again, I'll do a separate post on it because honestly in these pictures you can hardly really tell. The reason for this? Well..

Thrifted sweater, missguided dress, Hooters socks, thrifted shoes
So let's touch on this kitchen bit for a moment. As I was leaving Texas my tripod took its last stand (!!! I swear I don't mean to be so funny, swear) and I've been struggling ever since. My camera is still crippled in such a way I never actually explained, but nonetheless it's out of commission. I came back to my suite after a long ass day and it was nearing sunset, explanation for your inability to see the purp, but I knew I had to capture this look...but where?! Suddenly my kitchen smarted gleaming, in all honesty it was sparkling..and my kitchen is not that type of kitchen, okay? *cough* *cough* suite mates *cough* In any case, I suddenly got the vision of this theme for the editorial and this was the wonderful result, cozi homey vibrations. I'm not sure if you can tell, but my shoes are definitely my favorite part of this outfit. Shoes for sure, forever, make or break an entire look. Am I the only firm believer?

xxoo missusmonroe

P.S., blame my ipod, the light position, and the nearing sunset for the wary colors that refused to color correct