Monday, January 31, 2011

London, London, London

Hey Beauties, I'm not sure if you all know this but I have loved London ever since seeing "Spice World" (Circa '97). Which showed to me this place is awesome. Not only has it become the pioneer fashion capital- my opinion- but most of the stores are now here in the US. Jinkies!!! My goal is to some day not just visit, but to live for a few years and study. Study fashion that is. I'm going to shop and research what I can. Now I love H&M and Topshop, which we can now purchase online whoo hoo, but I want to actually be there in London to do some real shopping.

SAG Awards 2011 fashions- Lea, Jauary, Kim, Marchesa. . . .more

Hey Beauties, I was doing some searching for great pics, when I came across these from the 2011 SAG Awards. I hope you all enjoy. My favorite is Mila Kunis in Alexander McQueen. I guessed a few gowns that would be worn during the next few awards and I was correct, as usual. Natalie Portman's dress is so beautiful with the minimal baby bump. Most women actually wore red, which is supposed to be a faux pas because it matched the carpet, but these ladies look awesome. Can't wait for the Oscars 2011 Red Carpet


*Source is Eonline

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Designer Mike Gonzalez

Hello Ladies,
I was scanning through some things and found this new designer named Mike Gonzalez. He is the kind of designer I love so much because he designs for other times and modernizes them. These are a few things I really loved from his resort 2011 collection. He is gonna be big time come this Fall. Check out his stuff here
Thanks for reading,
Always put God first, Pynkstarr ♥♥

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Gifs for you all

When you walk into a club


Where have I been

Hey ladies, I know it has been a while since I have actually blogged. Lately I have been on reblogging and reading how silly people can be. It's like getting feedback from strangers instantly. I have seriously missed my blogging days on here. But have not had any inspiration to write lately. I guess I have been in a lil slump lately because of having no job, having not enough money to do things I used to love; like shopping, going out when I wanted, and eating in restaurants. I guess you can say I am a lil bit on the given up side slash happy go lucky. I love my life and I am extremely thankful for God seeing me through so many obstacles. I love being loved by all these people. Loving myself even more everyday. Appreciating patience. I think I was never really a patient person and when things don't go my way I usually get so angry and upset. Lately I have learned that I am growing more and more patient. And I feel as though I used to rush things in my life. Now it's more like "whats the rush", when God's plan for me is ready to be , I guess available then I will be ready. Right now I am just not ready for whatever it is God has for me. So patience is key to happiness. I have been patient with my hair, my heart, with people, things, etc; I can go on. I hope that whatever it is you are going through brings you closer to your goals and that if it doesn't work, try try again. Again and Again. Don't give up on yourself. And never give up on God because he is always there for you, even if you mess up really badly.
Thank you all for reading
Forever Blessed

Thursday, January 20, 2011


Me being silly!!!

Milk and Honey Trailer

There is a new movie coming out called Milk + Honey and it looks soooooo good. Debbie Allen is in it and so is delicious Lance Gross. Executive Produced by Idris Elba, who is super hottie as well. Besides the hot men, this movie looks so great. Here is the link for the trailer ------>>
Let me know how you like it.

Monday, January 17, 2011

My faves at the #GG Pt.3

I Have a Dream

Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of captivity.

But one hundred years later, we must face the tragic fact that the Negro is still not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. So we have come here today to dramatize an appalling condition.

In a sense we have come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men would be guaranteed the inalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.

It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check which has come back marked "insufficient funds." But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. So we have come to cash this check -- a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice. We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to open the doors of opportunity to all of God's children. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood.

It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment and to underestimate the determination of the Negro. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.

But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.

We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny and their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.

And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.

Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.

I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties and frustrations of the moment, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal."

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slaveowners will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a desert state, sweltering with the heat of injustice and oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day the state of Alabama, whose governor's lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, will be transformed into a situation where little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.

This is our hope. This is the faith with which I return to the South. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring."

And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!

Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California!

But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!

Let freedom ring from every hill and every molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"

My faves at the #GG Pt.2

Scarlett Johansson - Elie Saab
Catherine Zeta-Jones - Monique Lhuillier
Mandy Moore - Monique Lhuillier
Eva Longoria - Zac Posen
Christina Hendricks - Romona Keveza
Halle Berry - Nina Ricci
Dianna Agron - J. Mendel
Lea Michele - Oscar De La Renta
Mila Kunis - Vera Wag
Amber Riley - Burberry

My faves at the #GG Pt.1

(L to R) :
Anne Hathaway - Armani
Jennifer Love Hewitt - Romona Keveza
Jennifer Lawrence - Louis Vuitton
Olivia Wilde - Marchesa
Carrie Underwood - Badgley Mischka
Kyra Sedgwick - Emilio Pucci
Natalie Portman - Victor & Rolf
January Jones - Versace
Claire Danes - Calvin Klein
Newly Blonde Emma Stone - Calvin Klein

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

man on mill


So I am not sure if you all are into the whole dream interpretation thing, but I am. I believe that your dreams are something that are real or will come true. My dreams lately have been deemed as bad dreams, but to me it is just another reason. I never had the chance to look it up until today, because I actually got hurt in my dream. I was being chased again in my dream, which has happened just about everyday for the past couple of weeks now. But this dream I got shot. Not just shot but in my heart right in my heart. And there was no blood at all. I was just shot. It was like in a warehouse or something. My mom and her BF was there. I think so was Dog the bounty hunter. Lol. After I arrived to the hospital I was put in a room with pregnant women and by the time I was gonna have the bullet removed, I woke up. So this afternoon when I woke up I Googled what the main symbols were. Like the bullet in the chest, not just the chest but the heart. The hospital room with pregnant women. Running and being chased.
The definitions were basically that I was running from something. Like I had anxiety or distress of something or a jealousy. And another site said I was running from my goals or that is something I need to accomplish I keep putting off. They also said that being shot in the chest can mean I am under a lot of pressure. All the symbols were to me and my dad portrayed as if I was going to die or something bad was going to happen. But in fact none of them means death at all. Nor does it mean injury. If you are ever curious about your dreams, you should Google it. Maybe there is something interesting you will find.
Well I am off to watch Millionaire Matchmaker.
See Ya
Forever Blessed, Never stressed

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Monday, January 10, 2011

Kim Cole goes Natural

This is sooooo awesome. I really love this hair. Miss Cole has worn her braids since forever, but now she has no extension weave. This is a cute looky. And I love the Adinkra earrings too.
Forever Blessed
Never Stressed

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Bad girls Club Season 6, Episode 1

The new season of bad girls club starts tomorrow night at 9, I think. But the thing is they are already fighting before the show even started. I mean I don't get it at all. It is absolutely hilarious on how they act on these shows. Even though I don't believe it is real, some of it is pretty passable I mean come on. Gurls fighting like this in real life. Like seriously. Maybe it is because it is all on TV that it seems unreal. But so far so good on the first episode of season 6. If you want the usual entertainment then you will enjoy this season. One lady, her name is Char, has quit a career in the corporate world to be on this show. I mean I know they get paid during the show. But I doubt it is as much as her job in Advertising. Then there is another gurl named Jade, I liked her at first because she has big hair, but then she goes totally crazy and gets all drunk. She even said how she pees anywhere and she left the first night. Then there is Sydney, I love her the best because she is really cool. And she has bright red hair and tattoos. There are other gurls, but these are the ones that stood out the most. Hopefully this season will be just as entertaining as the others.
Forever Blessed, Never stressed

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Krispy Creme

I love Krispy Kreme donuts, wayyy better than DD....:)

Raven at the People Choice 2011 Awards

Mac App Store

Hello my peoples.
I am super duper happy to announce that today is the day.....1/6/11, that those of us who have a Mac but no Ipod, or Ipod touch, or Ipad, we can now download apps on to our Mac. YaY....**cue the hand claps**. So last night I was up at midnight looking in my Itunes for the tab that said Mac, well I never found it and it upset me so badly. This morning I woke up thinking lemme try it again. So I went to and found out that I had to do a software update in order to get the app store. It was really easy too, once the software update is done and you have restarted your computer, you are all set to go. The App store logo is located in your doc and you can now download any app you want. I am so happy and have been waiting for years, even before I purchased my Mac, for Apple to allow you to download from the app store. I give it a few years before they allow PC users to download it as well =). Well I am off to do some downloading
Forever blessed never stressed