A First Lady...

What makes for a good first lady? Would it be the original Jackie O? Or even Coretta Scott King. Whomever we think of when we hear this title it's always someone who has the most distinguished grace and strength on the side of a very prominent man. As we enter into one of America's most historical political times, I wonder so many things about what I would like to see in the next First Lady. I have read several books, magazine articles and even listened to Michelle Obama, and she is one of the most intelligent first ladies that I can recall. Her mere presence in a room makes a statement that any person can recognize the Divatude in her! As I pray that our country will be blessed with the presidency of Barak Obama I realize so much more that will be taken from their unity with the trials and tribulations of running this great country. Is this Diva ready ? Can you ever be ready to be pulled, beat down, and criticized from your clothes to the choice of food you eat. I honestly don't think so, but I have a strong idea that it has all to do with the foundation in which this first lady stands on. Now, oddly enough I started thinking about the word first lady and what made it a point of discussion...but then sure enough I remembered...the media is now covering the abuse charges formed against the Prime Minister of Turks and Caicos filed on behalf of the First Lady...Mrs. Lisa Ray Missmick. Now...hmmm First Lady of Turks and Caicos? I am not a resident of that country, nor have any relatives that are so I have no idea what she has done for them, their economy or anything related to being called a First Lady. But when you say that title it reminds me of the lineage of women who stood beside their husbands NO MATTER WHAT. I'm not saying that the allegations against the Prime Minister wouldn't make even the strongest Diva run, but what I'm getting at is...was the foundation there to take on such a prominent figure? Where you prepared to stand beside him no matter what. I think this is all too familiar in our relationships/marriages. When we as women stop feeling like "the first lady" why is it natural to run? Don't you think several women made allegations against MLK and JFK? Of course they did. Of course these men made mistakes. But if your relationship/marriage is One with God then no weapon formed against it shall prosper! Relationships/Marriage is not easy. And neither is single hood. Life as a matter of fact ain't easy. But what's most important in life is standing with someone when they are in their weakest, not kicking them because they are down. Relationships should be taken seriously. Families depend on it. If you are on the brink of running try standing first. A woman has a silent power that everyone recognizes we just don't tap into enough. Don't be the drama queen...trying being the Diva you are!

The Beautiful One...

When I was in the 6th grade Prince came out with this song that gave me an fantasy of being this woman with so much power of being a woman a man wanted to have, to hold , and to be his girl. And everytime I hear this song it makes me think why as the older I get...I just don't feel like I have that power? You say Diva...but your beautiful? Your smart, you have all the right stuff..why not feel this power? Why don't you feel you are the beautiful one? Well my fellow Diva's I think it's about time we get that power back. I received this email with a picture of the First Black Women of Vogue Europe. From the newbies to our our own Supermodel Icons. It is one of the most beautiful pictures I have seen in a very long time. It exemplified the beauty of the black woman with different skin tones, sizes, hair colors...every thing that they were was all that and A BAG OF CHIPS. As I stared harder at the photo I thought to myself...do they consider themselves "the beautiful ones"? Do that have that mojo when they step in the place as if the world has stopped to stare? THEY MUST!! But I have a strong inkling that they feel just as we do. I'm not saying I think that I am this muskrat no not at all..but it's something about a woman who knows that she has it all together when you see her walking down the street. The confidence in who she is, where she is going, and whomever can catch her better run fast. You see it, smell it, and hear it in her voice. This photo brought so many issues to my mind of how many endless conversations I have either had, listen to, or advised on plastic surgery, weight loss, and style. In order to feel the true power and abundance of God we must believe we are The Beautiful One. We were created in His image. Not that of Media Takeouts, and Ad Agencies. We are mothers, daughters, wives, and friends. People whom see our beauty every single day. We wonder why men say cruel things about our weight for example to us...well we start that cycle with how do I look? Instead of I love the way this looks on me. Giving him the idea that I don't need your approval...I love me enough to know I am gorgeous just the way I am. Think about this..if New York can do it and make a career from it...WHY THEN CAN'T WE??

Be Blessed In all Your Ways:)

Messy....

I really hoped that my first topic discussion would be on A CHANGE WE CAN BELIEVE IN...but to no avail a reoccurring issue has just persistently nagged at me like that pesky net at a cookout. OK so I had dinner the other night with one of my favorite Diva's. My girl needed me...so Bellini's here we come. She started the conversation off with I need your advice. Naturally I thought what did this bamma do? I hope we ain't got to act a fool tonight...I like him too much for that! But just then she said the oh so familiar phrase..."guess what this chick did"! Now Diva's you and I both know from elementary to college we had beef. Sometimes over a pair of shoes, a man, and the most infamous he say she say. But we assume as adults this phase will be over...right. WRONG. It appears the older we get the more optimistic of each other we become. We want to believe the best in people. WRONG again. This particular beef began with an invitation. Nothing more nothing less. But this leads me to ask agonizing questions. Why as women do we think that if someone invites us to share in a moment that we are committed to being in control of that moment? Why not just accept the invitation and move around? Why do we accept invitations with expectations, i.e. a baby shower "I hope they have good gifts for the games"...this the best one "I would like you to come to my shower but can you bring?" WHAT IS THIS ALL ABOUT. The definition of "invitation" is to request (spoken or written) to participate or be present or take part in something. Now back to the beef...from the beginning this female wanted more from the invite. She wanted to change the plan to be on accord with her needs. OK no problem. That wasn't enough. On and On and On she continued to persuade her friend in to doing things her way. Wait wait..wasn't it I that invited you? But the moment she was called on her lack of compassion for the needs of everyone involved it became what she was and what the others aren't. We must stop as women tearing each other down with words. The smallest and most powerful muscle on your body is your tongue. If you don't agree with what someone says to you then its called an indifference. It is not an opening for a trial. It is not healthy to tear someone else down with your words. Arguments will occur, that I am not denying. But to characterize someone based upon them telling you how you offended them is doing nothing but creating HATE. This is what racism is. For the life of me I can not understand how and why we feel it necessary to hate. Katt Williams gives an awesome lesson in his stand up act about haters. I understand its their job. But must we continue on hating on the people who will wake up in the middle of the night to talk. Who will shout and scream at your accomplishments. Who will spend five hours in the mall with you looking for a pair of shoes. Why Diva's why!! Well low and behold this chick spent an entire day trying to tear a Diva down for her considering everyone's needs before her own. I congratulate you my Diva for taking a stand. And too all those who just cussed out your girl. Think about if for a second. Consider a life without no cool chicks on your side.
Be Blessed!

It's all in the Tude....

I have for so long wanted a way to express to the world that all women are not the same. We may wear the same stilettos, the same make up, and even listen to the same music...BUT WE ARE NOT THE SAME. I have created this blog to exemplify what God created and desires for a woman to be. Divatude is a frame of mind. Your mind follows where your heart is. Bottom line. A woman with a Divatude has a divine, inspired, virtuous ATTITUDE. It flows from her heart a place that should be held with such a hold that NOTHING AND NO ONE but God can alter. This blog will be a place to express "food for thought" to nourish and encourage. No matter what you read here they are ALL opinions. Divatude will be a place that you can express, enourgage and exemplify the Diva in you. So thank you for visiting. And may your day be blessed with love!

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