6 PM in Philly

This past weekend was pretty magical to say the least *yes cue the sparkles and fairy dust and shit*. Because I'm oh so artsy fartsy, I went to my baebae's, y'all may know him as yesterdaynite, exhibit in Philly as he presented himself, Alim Smith Afro Surrealist. Lol, for some reason that sounds so hefty coming out like okay, go ahead with your title. 

From train rides, to bus rides, I finally arrived in the first state and after a long night of talking, me struggling to pre-do my hair, him staying up the entire night finishing his beauties, I finally did catch a few hours of Z's. The following day though...y'know, if any of y'all have any artist friends or beaus you understand. Hectic is not the word. Emotions flying all over, paint in hair, attitudes up asses, and anything else in between. It was pretty chaotic. But we finally made it to the show, created some amazing feng shui, got the wine to pouring, and everybody absolutely loved it.

If your home happens to be in Delaware or you find yourself on the other side of Philly, get a dose of their parks. It's like a mix of bridal pictures heaven and vast peaceful serenity feels. Some amazing smoothies, chasing away dogs, bush peeing, chickun tacos, and secret parks later, we were spit-balling creativity under the stars and above the concrete. A lot of weirdness preceded, even by our historical encounters with strange auras.. I can't exactly explain it now but when I can put it into real terms maybe the world will have to know..

xxoo missusmonroe

P.S. have you ever had supernatural type experiences but didn't know who to jest about it with?

Jamaican Me Crazy

So among a list of things we had planned to do this past semester, going to this Jamaican eatery we (Sade) found was definitely one of them. In fact, I think we planned this about a year ago now... very telling of our lives. As the semester finally came to an end and we're about to go our separate ways for the summer, it was only right we do one last hoorah before our next encounter probably 2+ months from now. We finally made it to Negril, world.

To give you a little back story, it was nearly sweltering hot, Lola is coming all the way from forestry Virginia, Sade is moving mountains from a county in Maryland you may very well have never heard of...it's practically a mission honestly. We both planned to meet at the same time but of course that never happens. Lo actually lands in the vicinity first, also never happens, and the walk to Negril itself is enough to make you want to make an 180 back to air conditioned safety and go home. I may be exaggerating..or not because it really was melt your skin hot lol. In any case, we both did eventually make it to the Mom and Pop style diner which really brought us back to the vibes of home. They really got the tropical feel down right, effortless and lazy, truth be told. Negril is highly recommended for the authentic, melt-in-your-mouth, Carib flare. The prices are decent and the food is fresh. We both enjoyed our meals of cocoa bread and veggie patties, as well as Chicken curry and rice&peas.

We played our usual game of catch up because oddly enough, even though it is a bit odd to imagine, but we haven't seen each other in some months and definitely haven't sat down and really talked face-to-face in even longer (we would've seen each other at Broccoli Fest as planned, but timing conflicts really have a way of messing up shit). But of course we always pick up where we left off, as if never interrupted-- An aspect of our relationship that is always cherished. This time around the major topics of the day were our love lives, spiked Dominican blow outs, abusive relationships, and our Summer '16 hair schedules *cue Drake*

Before we re-entered the station the scenery was just too tempting to pass us by. Hope you enjoy these flicks as much as we did. Sade back at it again with the spot on photography!

xxoo missusmonroe et Sade

Chicken Curry, Coco Bread + Veggie patty, Sorrel


You all may be wondering where I went; I know, I know I was doing such a good and consistent job then I fell off the moon again! Well actually, what happened was I began putting together an awesome lookbook video and I didn't want to post the pictures first so first it started off as that, then it quickly ran into finals and here we are in the summer. But don't fret, not much has happened at all lol. Well I reached some goals, got some achievements, failed terribly at some things...basically my normal cycle of great news being snatched from my hands and replaced with mediocre news.

Honestly, yeah these past few weeks were just a great mix of ups and downs and by great I mean a variance. It's kind of awkward and weird to imagine my third year of college is down already. I almost want to ask myself what I'm doing with my life even though I can clearly see what. But that big "what's next?" is right around the corner and I've always known but now that it's so close, my positivity almost seems naive for some strange reason. But that's a conversation for another moment. All in all, welcome summer 16, the summer that's supposed to be good to me. I'll be recapping major events that happened post break, but until then..

xxoo missusmonroe


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