This post is sponsored by Bloomingdale’s and ShopStyle Collective. All opinions are my own.
We are well into December and before you know it we will be ringing in a new year. But before that happens in just a few short weeks there is so much to do! And I’m here to help!
Whether you are shopping for family, friends or yourself this season make sure you stop by Bloomingdale’s.
Not only does Bloomingdale’s carry so many of the brands you know and love they have a vast variety of items that are perfect to gift to yourself or others, like Dr. Martens, Mansur Gavriel, Tory Burch and more.
Right now during the Bloomingdale’s Friends and Family Sale it is the perfect time to pick up anything last minute or something you have had your eye on for a while.
You can find the very best for him, her, the kids too. But speaking of her…
I’ve rounded up my top 5 picks for her; from cosmetics, skincare, fragrance, shoes and accessories, she will have all the heart eyes.
This post is sponsored by Shop Style and Bloomingdale’s. All opinions are my own.
Labor Day Weekend is the unofficial end of Summer, but it also happens to be the biggest and best
time to save on your favorite brands. I’ve done the work for you and rounded up the best of from Bloomingdale’s Labor Day Weekend Sale. The sale is from 9/2 – 9/7, so get to it before it’s too
late!
Bloomingdale’s is home to some of the most stylish and trendy styles but also the iconic brands you
know and love.
Their Labor Day Sale is a great way to create that Fall capsule wardrobe at great
prices.
Personally, I love taking advantage of their sales and stock up on shoes and accessories.
My favorite brand to shop only at Bloomingdale’s is AQUA, very feminine, minimal and classic
styles.
Check out my round up below and let me know what you’re shopping for this weekend from Bloomingdale’s Labor Day Weekend Sale.
ASOS DESIGN Curve cami wrap maxi dress in linen with wicker belt in stripe Musings of a Curvy Lady, Plus Size Fashion, ASOS Curve, ASOS, Plus Size Maxi Dress, Plus Size Boho Style, Lack of Color, Aqua Shoes, Bloomingdale’s, Summer Fashion
So I know it’s been awhile since you’ve heard from me and honestly I didn’t know how to jump right into creating content again.
Current world events on top of what was already happening in my world sent me over the edge.
I have good days and bad days. I’m always thankful for the good days.
I’m sharing in today’s post a caption that I wrote on Instagram. So even though I may be smiling, laughing or have it together, know that I am not.
My name is Thamarr and I feel things intensely. 𝘈𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦.
So much so that when all these different feelings would flood into me, the only way to sort through and understand them was to write it out in the pages of my journal.
There I was, in my room, with all my intense, mountainous feelings spilling over onto the lined pages of my composition notebook.
Along with my feelings in written form, these pages were often soaked with my tears.
Sometimes I wish I didn’t feel so intensely.
It would save me a lot of energy, if I didn’t love so much. Save me a lot of sleepless nights, if I didn’t care so much. And overall, have a better sense of general well being if I didn’t have to live with the lingering chronic unease I have in my chest when I see racism, injustice, corruption, discrimination, and inequality.
Recent events have sent my intense feelings into overdrive.
I’m flooded with images of lifeless Black bodies and so many layered emotions that trigger more trauma and emotions. It makes sorting through it all so very complicated, to the point I feel as if I’m literally drowning.
𝘏𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺?
The feelings becoming visceral, spilling over into my dreams when I sleep and ready to crash and consume me when I wake.
Past traumas, once blurry and unhealed, comes right into focus and made crystal clear. I can’t look away. I can’t feel it away.
The funny thing is, just like that, I will have a moment of peace, of hope and feel really light.
I honestly don’t know why it happens the way it does was but I thanked God for the moment of respite. It happened to me yesterday morning towards the end of my shift at the hospital.
It honestly felt as if God was like, “Girl, just give it all to me. Give me all of your burning hurt, the rage, the doubt and hopelessness you’re feeling so intensely right now. 𝘐 can take it.”
Because yesterday was the first day in a long time where I didn’t have that intense feeling of unease in my chest (and the first time l felt inspired to write.)
