The majority of my close family members live in the City of Angels. I’m not even entirely sure how West Africans with initial roots in New York ended up choosing the west coast… But I suspect that the migration to Los Angeles had something to do with being by the sea and drowning in the sun 🙂 The sunshine is partly why I try to go back at least 2-3 times a year. I get to escape Vancouver, especially when it’s particularly dreary, and run into the arms of my family, culture, and food. Aka, the much more filling part of why you can catch me in California so often.
My cousin Raissa was sure I wouldn’t be able to make it to her California State University Black Graduation.
I was sure I wouldn’t miss it for the world. Black Grad is a beautiful, quite recent ceremony many schools across the states are starting to perform to honour their African American students. And no, thats NOT racist. It was also raining in Vancouver that weekend, so there was no way I wasn’t taking up any chance to slither out of a storm and into a pair of flip-flops. Just kidding Raissa- you know I would have been there regardless.
Luckily for me, I happened to catch my dad and some cousins from Paris coming in on that same weekend too! Which means that besides a mini shopping spree which included some gorgeous sandals and a replacement pair of rose gold raybans (for the ones I lost in a taxi in Bali), I spent most of my time running around and visiting my family. With as many aunties, cousins, grandparents, and uncles I have in LA, I almost always figure that’s how my schedule will go…
So when I finally had an afternoon of everyone being busy, I grabbed it by the balls and took myself on a solo date to Universal Studios 🙂 Let it be said that I’m not the kind of girl to wait for someone to take me on an adventure! Not even being the weird lady getting on rides alone could stop me.
Travel a la Pretty Weird Bombshell
A Weekend in Outfits