Darlings! I have some GREAT news to share. New girlfriends are coming to the blog this year. YAY! This new column – MAKING IT – will be weekly musings on making it in liberty, life and love and will be led by the lovely and ubber talented writer Kel Daroe. KD has been a long time reader and supporter of inspired by Beatrice Clay blog so when she asked if she could lend her literary talent and share the magic and misery (but mostly magic) of creating her beautiful life, I said HELL YES! Keep reading and you’ll see why.
Simply put, KD embodies what it means to be a soulful, seeking and slight stressed out woman creating her beautiful life one day at a time and I am so happy to finally share her with you. Grab your cup of hot goodness and let’s dig into KD’s first piece – Will you be my #Galentine Meet us in the comments and share your thoughts!
Will you be my #Galentine?
Folks, winter ain’t my favorite time of year. I am a June baby. It’s my goal in life to live in a place where I can wear sandals and a mumu whilst drinking out of a coconut and still be considered sexy. That couldn’t be further from my life in New York, where my toes freeze in less than 7 minutes of leaving my house, and I really have to concentrate to not fall into the omnipresent trash on the way into a packed subway car that smells like Sasquatch’s wet feet. Yet, every time February rolls around, my insides feel like I am being tickled mercilessly, and I don’t want it to stop. Aside from it being the month that we reflect on the many contributions of my ethnic group to our national culture, past and present, it is also a time to be in love.
Yep, I said it. Be in love.
Wanting to be in love or being in love has, in a way, become its own lightning rod. In an era where women really do bring home the bacon and fry it too, it’s become a sign of weakness to admit out loud that you can think of no better way to spend a Wednesday night than to drink wine and smile until your face hurts, looking into the face of someone who truly cares about you.
But before you reserve tickets to see Fifty Shades of Grey—that’s not the love I celebrate most this month.
I love Valentine’s Day, but I love Galentine’s Day even more.
What is Galentine’s Day you ask? Truthfully, in my over 30 years on God’s green Earth, I don’t think I have ever had a significant other on February 14th (well aside from that attorney who broke up with me during a blizzard while we were vacationing in Atlantic City—but that’s for another post). That doesn’t stop it from being my favorite holiday. My best friends and I have always made time for each other on that day by dressing up, writing letters, crafting, dancing to Sir Mix-a-Lot, eating sushi, and dragging our men along to witness our sisterlove in action. The memories warm me to this day. It turns out sometimes I did have someone special, they just paled in comparison to the glow given to me by a night of fun out with my girlfriends. Most of those men are gone. My bestie (though living on the other side of the nation) is still here. She’s always here. She just gchatted me to place bets on the length of Suge Knight’s jail time.
Sisterhood is in short supply. If you turn on the tv, you see women tearing down other women’s choices from what their hair looks like to how many children they have. February 14th is a time to, however frivolously it may be, recommit myself to the notion that women are good, and pure, and meaningful. So let’s make a pact, you and I. Let’s agree to support each other and all our other sisters toward a path of light and love. Let’s agree to spend quality time, laugh til our sides hurt, and have the courage to give our honest opinions with care. Let’s agree to hold each other’s hands and never let go.
Let’s agree to be Galentines.
Let me know how you’re celebrating #Galentines Day this year! Tweet or IG me at @KelDaroe! I want to hear from you!
image by HonestlyYum (go see this gorgeous floral DIY!)