You a bad girl and your friends bad too....

I got back into today from homecoming weekend at the always wonderful HU. I'm a proud alumnae and love the chance to go back and see the campus, hear the band, and attempt to relive the glory days of my youth in 48 hours. It was pretty rainy and overcast this weekend, but it didn't really stop anyone from having fun or from looking fly. Hamptonians, especially the girls, are known for being a sweet mixture of bourgeosie, smarts and beauty. If I think back to how I looked and dressed freshman year, I can definitely say that I was Hamptonized (lol) along with all of my friends. We went from tank tops, cornrows/flat twists in the front, and light washed jeans to pincurls, pearls, Bovanti (hehe), and vintage finds. That transformation made me into the lady am I today, and I am forever grateful for the being able to blossom into a Hamptonian woman.

Walking around campus and the Student Center, it was strikingly obvious that my school is home to some of the baddest alumnae and students period. As far as the eyes could see there were seas of flawless hair/weaves, make-up to die for, and bone structure straight out of a magazine; from the Class of 2012 to the Class of '82...fabulousity abounded. It's weird because it kinda brought back those insecure feelings I had back in my undergrad days of "How will anyone notice me when there are there are soooo many pretty girls here."  In high school there were always a couple super pretty girls, but HU had flocks of them that would dare to make even a girl that was cute in the pre-Hampton world feel subpar at times. It's those same thoughts that made many girls accept much lower than what they deserved in relationships with guys..I know I was guilty of that for some time. Just as all those old thoughts crossed my mind, I thought about it again...we all have our dime qualities, we had them back then and still have them now.
 
It's easy to be intimidated by a single, young woman who appears flawless and fabulous because we're a competitive species who want to make sure that we get our fair cut of the boyfriend/fiance/husband pool. But, it's not just having the Chanel Iman face or the Emily B. body for every guy...sure that will get attention, gifts, and even love...but there are other things that get guys' attention too. Smarts, wit, charm, kindheartedness, poise, the list goes on and on. Every woman is dime in her own right. When it comes to being caring, I'm a dime. Challenge me in Jeopardy, and you'll see my brain is a dime too lol. I wish I could whisper that to my freshman year self so that I would've walked with just a bit more confidence in not just my outer appearance, but inner as well. Thankfully, my grown/growing woman self is in a much better space. I think when we as ladies acknowledge that we are dimes, gems, gifts from God, we begin to refuse any relationship that makes us feel less than.

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SN: I have a date tomorrow that Hurricane Sandy is likely gonna delay. It's all good though, I definitely can wait a few more days