Black is OOOOH SO BEAUTIFUL!
My ladies clean up well. Don’t you agree?
Ques? When did Ms. KeKe Palmer aka “Akeelah and the Bee” blossom into this beautiful hottie.
I still remember her saying:
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.”
“You know that feeling where everything feels right? Where you don't have to worry about tomorrow or yesterday, where you feel safe and know you're doing the best you can? There's a word for that, it's called love. L-O-V-E.”
And for a brief second I thought I was 11 years old participating in the Scripps National Spelling Bee.
I can see B~wood now.
Guayabera.
Guaya who?
Guayabera.
Humph!… Let me think. . . Ummm, yeah. . . Definition please?
A usually short-sleeved lightweight sport shirt designed to be worn untucked.
Oh, like my Polo’s.
Origin, Please?
American Spanish
Can I dial a friend?
No.
Damn, I don’t get no life lines? That's some bull-ish!
Alrighty, then. . . G-U-A-Y-A – wait let me start over. GUA-YA-BE-R –uh – A!
GUAYABERA. . . NOW WHAT, Don’t Tripp, Don’t Tripp.
You thought you had me, didn’t cha!
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