During the finally weekend in September I took a mini break from and headed home for the Outkast show! Before I continue, there are a few things I must explain so you, the reader, are able to grasp why this was so transformative for me. I literally grew up listening to Outkast, the lullabies of my childhood. There’s something so gratifying about seeing the people of your town coming together for a shared experience. Andre 3000 & Big Boi permeated my youth as familiar figures in my life, reminiscent of boys from around my neighborhood. To me, they demonstrated the complexities of maturing in an city environment. Sometimes by sending out messages that sometimes seem conflicted, displaying the yearning to do right while simultaneously maintaining their ever coveted “manhood.”
(My friend Salah & I at the 2nd concert,my apologies for not being able to make any normal faces)
There was so much passion this weekend, overflowing from the center of Centennial Park, into the streets of Atlanta. It was impossible to escape. This irresistible sense of belonging sucked me. This was my tribe, I was home.
(Hometown friends before the concert began)
(My best friend & I)
As an out of state student, it’s can be easy to get sucked into this NY state of mind. I recognize just how important it is for me to stay connected to my hometown. Sometimes that means listening to some southern music, eating some southern food, or taking a weekend break to fly down South. New York is an amazing place to study, travel & live, but remembering your home & then bringing that flavor is makes you special! Don’t shy away from it!
All things Color, Love, & Fashion,
Unlike my fellow bloggers I am still in school. Finals are not over yet, tomorrow is my final final (HOORAY). It’s hard being one of the last lone wolves out here in these cold FIT hallways. However, after the completion of my final I finally get to go home. How am I getting home you may ask? Plane? No, too predictable. Train? No. there’s no direct train from the city to my city. Boat? No, Atlanta isn’t an island ( though I have heard people refer to it as a state, when i’s actually just a city), it’s just in a state down south.
The bus! I know what you’re thinking, isn’t that like a 16 bus ride? Why yes, it is. I’m up for challenge though. My best friend just got back from London the other day and spent a lot of money traveling to Rome and Amsterdam, exploring and just doing amazing stuff. She is to spend next semester in Ghana, where she will probably do some more traveling and more amazing things. Obviously, she needs to begin to start saving money for the next world exploration. I, on the other hand, don’t expect support from my parents beyond school, and don’t mind paying for other things like books, food, transportation, etc. So, we decided in order to save money that we would take the bus together.
Also, I know this sounds a bit weird, but I’m kind of excited for the trip. It’s been months since I’ve seen my friend and I feel like this is one of those college things (or broke people things you do) and is a special rites of passage. We’re going to make an adventure out it! The bus has free Wi-Fi & charger so we can watch movies, eat snacks, not to mention we have a lot of catching up to do. I like being pushed outside my comfort zone, and this is no different. I will let you all know how this adventure ends!
( The top photo is of the New York city skyline & the bottom is of the Atlanta skyline.)
All things Color, Love & Fashion,
I’m Ayanna, or Aya. I figure to share just a bit about myself with you guys so that we can build a relationship. Would you trust a stranger? Great, neither would I. I’m from the West End in Atlanta. I lived in a community of Muslims and Africans and smelled of cocoa butter and incenses. Once I graduated high school i started school at Georgia Southern University.The culture there was very different. It felt like cotton and fresh air. However, I wasn’t interested in joining a frat or wearing the school colors to go to the football games, so I knew it was time to move on. Somewhere in between then I traveled to Peru, Educador & South Korea.(I actually transferred to FIT while overseas, with a 13 hour time difference. It was hard, but certainly manageable, but if you have any questions in regards to that or just about transferring, I’m your girl.) I’ve experienced lots of different realities and yet none of them are like New York. Now here I am at FIT! This is my very first semester at FIT, and it has already been amazing and I am lucky to be able to document it for all of you, and for myself. Life in the city is hectic but sitting down and writing your journey will provide good, accurate resources for when you all write your fashion memoir. Of course, the first chapter about your amazing experience in the city and at FIT.
All things Color Love & Fashion,