Style.Self.Sundays

06 February 2017

Second time's the charm.

Second time's the charm.

December 2, 2014 was the first time I went to Washington D.C. A friend and I were attending a The 1975 concert at Echostage. Neither of us had been to the capitol. We were so excited. We were going to spend an entire day somewhere new. There was one problem: neither one of us did our research. As a result, we didn't get to see anything in D.C. except the show. Not that I am complaining. 

Fast forward three years. I recently got the chance to spend all of February 4th in Washington D.C. I went with my college. The plan was to visit the National Museum of African American History and Culture which is owned by the Smithsonian. I was blown away by everything within the museum. The exhibits go on for over a mile. That's what we were told. I saw people from all kinds of backgrounds excited and eager to learn. I got emotional when I got to the Emmett Till exhibition. No photos were allowed in that section. Anyone who walked into that part of the museum left with a heavy heart.

By the time we made it through the entire lower level exhibit, everyone had their buddy and did whatever they chose to do with the time remaining. We promised to return to D.C. to see the rest of the museum. It's too big to see in one day and it's too much to take in at once. Spring break anyone?

The end of our time at in D.C. brought us to the George Washington Monument. My new found friend and I was in awe of the monument. It's beautiful. Washington D.C. in general is beautiful. My breath was taken away every time we turned a corner. 

Of course people say that curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back. We walked past the national World War II Memorial and the National Mall. We stopped when we realized what it was. We doubled back, but couldn't stay. We were running out of time and Lincoln wasn't far from where we stood. I've always dreamed of seeing the Lincoln Memorial. 
The Lincoln Memorial is massive and not as creepy as I thought. From far it looks like President Lincoln is living in his own marble Bat-cave.

This entire day is a day I'll never forget. I met some amazing people. I talked to strangers. I learned a lot about my heritage. I knocked Lincoln off my bucket list. Starbucks and free food was definitely another plus.

If you're ever in D.C., I recommend seeing monuments and visiting museums. It'll take multiple trips to see it all, but The District of Columbia is just worth it. 

All the love. xx

Darianne
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01 February 2017

Don't need to control everything. Don't need to be perfect. Be free. Be happy.

No need to control everything. No need to be perfect.

I've learned a thing or two about a thing or two in the past year. Some of the most important lessons I learned was about control and how giving some of it up is absolutely brilliant. Think about all the things that we try to control, but actually can't. We rile ourselves up. We waste energy beating ourselves up instead of letting things play out the way they're supposed to. 

It's understandable that we want to control things. Sometimes we have a death grip on the idea of control. Control can become consuming. We get caught up. We do things deliberately for a positive outcome.  I was always looking for the perfect moment and tried to control the moment if I wasn't feeling it.  I let the need to control things consume me and it ended with multiple anxiety attacks.

I also learned to stop romanticizing perfection. There isn't such a thing. The moment I stopped trying to perfect everything, I felt some weight lifted from my shoulders. I'm not saying I don't enjoy "perfect" moments. I'm saying I vowed not to be hard on myself anymore. Life isn't perfect. It's bad enough Hollywood is pretending that perfection is the only thing that matters and that every second of their lives is a perfect moment. It's exhausting.

Moments are not meant to be controlled or perfect.

There's no need to control everything. There's no need to be perfect all the time.


Going where the wind blows isn't always a bad thing

First off, it can be hard to just free yourself from your worries about things in a general sense. It can be scary to put one's self in a vulnerable state and setting oneself free, but facing those fears is worth it. In the words of Bob Marley,  "Emancipate yourself from mental slavery. None but ourselves can free our mind." There are rules made by society. It's like some sort of code of conduct. The problem is no one knows who started this idea. We've never met the man or woman who said people should think, act, and dress a certain way. So toss it. 

Second, when I let my hair flow in every direction the wind blew, I felt free. Nothing is better than that feeling where all of those chains that were holding me back had been broken and I was no longer prisoner. Let your hair loose. Take steps or a leap of faith and go for it. The truth is no one actually cares and most people are bored. So, go after everything you want and be free. Let the wind flow through your hair and let the open road inspire you.  I've got your back. Like Drake said, "Everybody dies, but not everybody lives." He was so frickin' right!

Third, don't sell out and don't sell yourself short. Everyone isn't cut out for certain ways of life. That doesn't mean you're not worthy because you can't be like them. Individuality is the most amazing thing ever. Own your sexy. Don't give up what you want because you fell short a few times. I've fallen short plenty of times. That doesn't mean I gave up. That means I got up and tried harder. Your dreams and goals are what you aspire to achieve and make a reality. Go! I dare you.

Gotta follow my heart wherever it takes me.

I've spent a lot of time in the past month in a small, pensive bubble. Before the year started, I had come up with a list of resolutions. After the ball dropped, I spent the next few weeks in an introspective state. I had the time. So why not? I took the time to hang out with myself. I took care of myself. I befriended myself again. I began falling in love with myself all over again.

Taking this time for myself was absolutely amazing. I began to listen to my heart. I let my heart feel and I've kept up with most of my New Year's resolutions. My favorite resolution so far is going on more adventures. This Friday I'm going to Washington D.C. for the second time. I can't wait! I'll go where the wind blows. I'll follow my heart wherever it takes me. I'm going to have a good damn time while I'm at it.

As for you remember this moment. Remember that we will never me as young as we are now. Life goes by quickly. Don't let fear hold you back. Don't control the moments or try to perfect them. Make memories no matter how raw they are. Go to Paris and fall in love. Go dancing in London because why not? Go wherever your heart tells you to go.

My favorite three words to put together are peace, love, and inspire. Interpret this how you wish, but I wish you a peaceful life full of love and all the inspiration the world has to offer.

All the love as always. xx

Darianne



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