Make a choice: continue living your life feeling muddled in this abyss of self-misunderstanding, or you find your identity independent of it. You push for color-blind casting; you draw your own box. You introduce yourself as who you are, not what color your parents happen to be.
Who you are as a person will only be amplified once you are ‘famous,’ so if you had a good heart, then I would imagine you’ll have the same good heart but the means to do even more with it.
Put on a sweater and really great sneakers with a big scarf, and you’ll look so stylish. For me, they are an everyday essential.
Throw on a black dress with black tights, cute booties, and a great coat, and throw a scarf over it. I think simple accessories and, if you want to make a pop, a great red lip.
Some women are able to wake up looking effortlessly chic – as though a bevy of fashion fairies twisted their low-lit locks into a messy chignon while they slept. They choose a frock from their exceptionally curated closet and leave a trail of custom fragrance and perfection in their wake.
Just as black and white, when mixed, make grey, in many ways that’s what it did to my self-identity: it created a murky area of who I was, a haze around how people connected with me. I was grey. And who wants to be this indifferent color, devoid of depth and stuck in the middle? I certainly didn’t.
On a normal day, I love a shift dress with flats and a little cropped jacket. That, for me, is my travel wear if it’s not too chilly – you can throw a scarf over your legs if it’s cold on the plane!
With fame comes opportunity, but in my opinion, it also includes responsibility – to advocate and share, to focus less on glass slippers and more on pushing through glass ceilings, and, if I’m lucky enough, then to inspire.