Complete with an oversized sweat suit, you know, those suede kinds. A rather large timberland boots with its laces tightly tied around her rather bony legs.
This woman could not be a day under 45 but wore her durag better than this street boys I see. Walking with the natural swagger of a person who had seen it all, done it all and might be able to do it once more.
Her lips darkened; with browned teeth indicating some type of tobacco smoking in fact she had a cigar in her hands. Beside her was a man, the unspoken literature of men who’ve shared experiences hazed around them. She even let her mouth sling open like children you see and want to say “close your mouth”.
The sight of her stopped me in my tracks. She embodied the realities of hardship in the ghetto, the blues of old Baltimore and a look that wasn’t above corner hustles at all. For a few seconds I pondered, she has got to be an original gangster.
- Oroma Elewa
Congratulations on your CFDA award. It is long overdue.
You mean a great deal to me and many in this industry. It is with great joy today that I celebrate fashion’s acknowledgement of your many, much needed efforts.
"When her friend Nelson Mandela passed away last year, Maya Angelou wrote that ‘No sun outlasts its sunset, but will rise again, and bring the dawn. Today, Michelle and I join millions around the world in remembering one of the brightest lights of our time – a brilliant writer, a fierce friend, and a truly phenomenal woman.
Over the course of her remarkable life, Maya was many things – an author, poet, civil rights activist, playwright, actress, director, composer, singer and dancer. But above all, she was a storyteller – and her greatest stories were true. A childhood of suffering and abuse actually drove her to stop speaking – but the voice she found helped generations of Americans find their rainbow amidst the clouds, and inspired the rest of us to be our best selves. In fact, she inspired my own mother to name my sister Maya.
Like so many others, Michelle and I will always cherish the time we were privileged to spend with Maya. With a kind word and a strong embrace, she had the ability to remind us that we are all God’s children; that we all have something to offer. And while Maya’s day may be done, we take comfort in knowing that her song will continue, ‘flung up to heaven’ – and we celebrate the dawn that Maya Angelou helped bring.”