Last week might have to be one of the most difficult weeks I’ve ever experienced. Work was demanding, Sky was so sick he had to miss school (we were even in the hospital yesterday), and depression hit me extremely hard around 2am Tuesday night. If you don’t recall, last Tuesday was election night. For some reason, I was extremely confident that we were about to have our first female president (and I was right to feel that way since she’s still continuously winning popular vote) and assumed I was going to cry because women were about to shatter another glass ceiling. To my surprise, stories have started to roll in– stories of oppression, shaming, racism, sexism, xenophobia, and homophobia. Stories that are eerily familiar because of US History, BUT HAVE NO BUSINESS HAPPENING IN THIS DECADE. I cried myself to sleep, hoping that I was in some nightmare and that I’d wake up to a more peaceful world. I was dead wrong. It had gotten worse, and the tears kept running down my face throughout the week. The only thing that has somewhat put my mind at ease was seeing a few of my favorite women on this planet to give you all a new installment of Diversity Chic, and to inspire others to take a first step in making a difference.
If you don’t know what Diversity Chic is, here’s a little tidbit:
“Diversity Chic is a collaboration of Dallas bloggers showcasing current fashion trends on a variety of skin tones, hair colors, body types and heights. Each month we will feature a new trend tailored to our personalities and style.
Our focus is to explore the world of fashion in its unique, diverse, and stylish manner – one trend at a time.”
I’m part of an amazing online support group (that HRC even mentioned a few times in interviews and her concession speech), and seeing very passionate, like-minded people who are determined to make a change in this country is beyond inspiring to me. I feel very lucky I have friends IRL who are compassionate, kind, smart, and beautiful on the inside as they are on the outside. We spent a huge chunk of last week talking about being sad. Tears were shed. A sense of fear was unavoidable. Binge eating lasted for more than the 24 hours (that I allotted for myself anyway). We allowed ourselves to be sad, but when something like this happens, it fuels a fire in you that makes you want to change the world for the better. So we put on our best blazers, our own version of pantsuits (because Lord knows I have zero professional clothes in my closet), rolled up our sleeves, and got ready to do some work!
Top: Cotton On striped bodysuit | Blazer: Ann Taylor LOFT | Pants: Old Navy Rockstar Jeans | Shoes : Adidas/Journey’s | Crossbody Bag: Coach Outlet, Pac-man collection
We wore safety pins, that recently have become a known symbol for an ally. Wearing one indicates that you are a safe person to confide in or to ask help from if you feel threatened. Some have said it’s just a way to make it easier for racists and extremist to spot people they dislike, but I say GOOD. Let them know I am here and that I am not afraid.
Some have also said that it’s just a way for people to get complacent and feel good about themselves, letting it end with good intentions. I say it doesn’t have to be that way. After our Diversity Chic shoot, we headed black to Stephanie’s house to write letters with the help of Amnesty International, an organization that fights for human rights and helps “prisoners of conscience” or anyone who has been treated unfairly under the eyes of their government.
We’ve also been discussing some other charities, food banks, and organizations that we can be of service to. I still feel fairly helpless right now, but I believe that throwing some good actions out in the world and just doing what we can to make a difference is a step in the right direction.