God Bless Our Troops.

re-posting in light of the recent changes to Army regulations as it concerns hair.  Below you'll find real stories about real soldiers and their natural hair journeys.  

This is why we're here.

I came to Japan to support the 'Curly Troops'. To show them some love and let them know that their service doesn't go unnoticed or unappreciated. Although I've received messages from folks stationed overseas and thought I had a pretty good understanding, when I finally arrived on the base, I was overwhelmed. These are women, just like you and me, but they really do the impossible everyday.

I was expecting around 15 attendees so imagine my surprise when 50 women showed up, of which 99% were active service women (the rest were wives and contractors).  They came seeking good information, access, education and fellowship.  And that's what went down.  God bless our troops.


Tokyo Drift: The Outtakes



(1) We didn't discover that our apartment had a balcony until day 3!  We'd been so busy running around with the events, sight seeing and shutting clubs down,  that the curtain we'd never drawn, revealed a pretty dope deck and an even doper view--




(2) Hubby eats weird ish. He tries everything once! 

#Delish #FriedStuff #BitesBack

Silk Worm Larvae #Fail #Nope  

Tokyo Turnt Up- My New Year's Eve in Pictures

Went to the fashion district Harajuku, to acquire swag...

 Found a Harajuku girl…

Beasted through the swarming streets...
#Bronchitis #AintNobodyGotTimeForThat


Got home and called ahead to attempt to gain VIP access into the 'best' New Years Eve party in Tokyo. My angle? I'm a natural hair blogger #KanyeShrug, and the headliner for the evening was this lady-
#RebekaBrown 

It worked! Slept for 4 hours, got sexy…

shirt- Gifted from Romwe
skirt- gifted from Romwe
Coat- gifted from ROMWE
tights- Forever 21 (bought in Harajuku!)
booties- Forever 21 (bought in Harajuku!)

The Hangover 3: Tokyo Turnt Up


#TypicalUs #LoveInTheClub

No words. None. But know this. I had plans to catch up on my sleep y'all. I really did. Until...Melissa called, "Let's go out!' '_' Ok. Just an hour or two, right? Not at Geronimo, wherein every 30 minutes or so someone buys the entire bar a round of shots. Four free shots later we hit the streets hungry and loud. The quaint little restaurant we found could only quench our hunger though. Nothing could stop the loud. There were times I'm sure we were going to get put out. When we left the restaurant we did the responsible thing and finally went home to rest our minds and our bodies, except we didn't, and I just totally made that up. Smh...everyone was out, happy, singing and dancing in the streets so of course we went to another bar... and then another... and at some point, Melissa walks over to me and was like, "we're gonna bounce", and me in my alcohol induced naivety asked her "Giiiirl Why?" and she showed me her cell phone. 7 am. #DEAD #recordscratch #GTFO #BabyJesusHelp  It was like that Key & Peele non-stop party sketch. We walked out and the SUN WAS OUT. That's an abomination against God. I was with my husband and still felt like I was doing the walk of shame.

But Who Watching the Kid, Tho?

While we're turning up in Tokyo, Gia is in the capable hands of her 'mawmaw 'Ain'.  My parents and sister took a Christmas Day road-trip down to Pensacola to visit with my mother's family.

Peep the view-

Boog with my Grandpa Delarian.  He wears his holiday spirit on his face by growing his beard every Christmas season. 


Subzero Sumo Swag- Tokyo Adventures

First, let me preface this by saying that I'm not complaining, but yesterday was trying, y'all. The day started at 5:00 am and didn't end until 11pm, and for probably 15 of those hours, I was out in the elements. The Japanese winter: unforgiving. The jet lag: turnt up on 10. I don’t know if it's yesterday or tomorrow anymore. I must liken the pain I experienced from the cold to the great Obama Inauguration of 2009... or the Time Square Ball Dropping of 2006.  Like those events, I had been exposed to the cold for hours on end with no relief. It was so cold, I could feel it in my bones and even hours of attempts to warm up were futile. I thought my feet would have to be amputated, but I survived and it was a good, productive day. Although, there were several times that I longed for that steamy club with shots of #ScotchyScotchyScoty or Patron and good music. Now THATS a way to spend a morning! But not an entire trip abroad, so today, we needed to get some culture.

Melissa had the excellent idea to steal a peek at the Sumo wrestlers that practice every morning. It was 30 minute train ride so we had to set the alarm in order to meet up at 6am. We arrived and caught a pretty awesome show--



#SwagStance #BootyButtCheeks

animated gifs

I'd like to interject here and tell you that I had the pleasure of meeting (by way of his English speaking father) an ex-Sumo wrestler who happens to be Black and a member of #TeamNatural. Shut the front door!
#MemoirsOfACurly

His father, Marvin Sr. was born in Louisiana but raised in Detroit.  He came to Japan during his military days and fell in love with the country and culture.  He also fell in love with a gorgeous woman and decided to stay, but disclosed that this wasn't his only reason for hanging around.  He states, "since I work in the business and media worlds, I get a chance to interact with lots of people and to change false perceptions about Black people that some Japanese folks might have (we're not scary, we don't all play sports at a high level, we're not all musicians, we're not dumb, etc, etc...) I think that's why I'm here."

His son, Marvin Jr, is 25 and is quickly on his way to fame and fotune.  He used to be a professional Sumo wrestler but retired due to a birth defect.  One of his heart valves did not close properly and he had to have open heart surgery a couple years ago to fix the valve. Because of this, he was asked to discontinue the sport. He took it in stride and decided to do something he had always thought about- stand up comedy! Marvin Sr. shares, 'Although there are a couple of Black comedians on TV in Japan, they fall into the old stereotype of the acting dumb, bug eyed, etc... which works for them, but most American's of color think it's ridiculous. So my son is doing his thing, representing both his Japanese and his American side, but not going the bug eyed idiot route (hope that makes sense, not hating on the people who do that, if they are happy about it)."

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