Travel | Nappytalia: Una Comunità Per Le Ragazze Con I Capelli “Nappy”

Image from Nappytalia's Facebook. Click to Visit.

Image from Nappytalia’s Facebook. Click to Visit.

Non è spesso che scrivo in italiano. Quindi, certamente farò un mucchio di errori. Vi prego, mi scusate.

 

La settimana scorsa era la prima volta che ho sentito che esiste una comunità in Italia per le donne afro-italiane che hanno i capelli naturali (anche detto “nappy”).  Sicuramente, ero (sono) felice perché mi sembra spesso che la maggior parte d’informazione per la cura dei capelli naturali sia scritta o fatta in inglese, cioè via blog o vlog…comunque, avevo sbagliato.

 

 

Nappytalia è fondata un anno fa da Evelyne Sarah Afaawua, una ragazza afro-italiana. La comunità è, prima di tutto, un blog, però si può trovarla su Facebook, twitter, Instagram e YouTube.  Anche penso che ci siano i meetup informali e formali, ma non sono sicura.

alla prossima volta,

D.

Logo of NappyTalia. Click to visit their site. (In Italian)

 

Vlogger: Zipporah G teaches how to make Indonesian Jamu Juice (www.shedoesliving.com)

We’ve been having extremely rainy days in Rome lately. The sky is grey, everything is wet, and I feel permanently cold. As a result of all this, I’ve found myself under the weather more often than not.  In other words, it’s winter. So, I’ve been on the hunt for natural ways to improve my immune system.

 

Zipporah G. Image from www.shedoesliving.com. Click to visit.

Zipporah G. Image from http://www.shedoesliving.com. Click to visit.

The other day I stumbled upon YouTube travel vlogger Zipporah G, a Londoner who is now living in Bangkok. She also has a blog: http://www.shedoesliving.com (and you can find her on twitter and Instagram @shedoesliving).

Beyond the awesome footage that she shares about her travels, she also focuses on healthy foods, and provides recipes.  The video below is just one of those recipes that can give you a big pick me up when you are feeling down.  It’s yummy!

Thanks, Zipporah!

Natural Hair | Let’s Talk: My Nappy Naps Hair Journey (Type 4C)

DSC_00812Not too long ago, I posted about where to buy hair products for afro-textured hair in Rome. Today, I thought I would share a little about my hair.

I began wearing my hair in its natural state in 1997.  I kept it in braids (extensions) for two years while allowing it to naturally loc.

Thereafter, from October 1999 to October 2013, I wore my hair in dre’d loc’s. Until November 2010, I wore them hip/waist length.  As an act of mourning, I cut them to chin length.

For a long while I thought about removing them completely, and continued to cut them to chin/shoulder length.  Finally in October 2013, I sat down with a bottle of conditioner, a pair of scissors, and a random comb leftover from a relationship.

 

It’s strange: although I’ve worn my hair natural for so many years, having my hair in a loose instead of loc’ed state really freaked me out.  I didn’t know what to do with my hair.  I felt panicked and self-conscious.

Another thing: I didn’t just cut off my loc’s and call it a day. I unraveled them, which was a terribly frustrating but freeing experience.  Also, at the end of the process, my hair was different lengths all over–and I decided to keep it that way.

My lengths varied between 3-5 inches.  I cut my hair a bit more just before the summer to take care of some parts that seemed to be damaged. Now, my lengths range between 7-9 inches.

So, why have I told you all this?  

Well, because I’ve decided to learn how to style my loose hair properly, rather than relying on braids or my usual hair wraps (not that I’m going to stop wearing my hair wraps).

What will I share?

How I take care of my imperfectly perfect hair: products I like (commercial and homemade/natural), styles, and lessons learned.

Perhaps it will be useful or interesting for someone out there. Either way, it will help me embrace a new understanding of myself. 🙂

Until Tomorrow?

D.

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Vlog| Travel & Fibromyalgia in Italy: What I Learned Moving to Rome.

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Travel and fibromyalgia–from everything I heard and knew before I moved to Italy, travelling was something that I probably wouldn’t be doing a lot of because of the potential negative impact it could have on my body.

Still, I decided to do it. 😉

In these videos, I talk about my decision to move to Italy, how I prepared and what I have experienced while living in Rome and dealing with my fibromyalgia symptoms.

Thank you for watching! If you have any questions, please feel free to contact me! 🙂

Until Tomorrow?

D.

Part 1: Why I did it | How I did it.

Part 2: What I Learned | What I suggest.

Travel | JCU Students Speak About Study Abroad Experience: Black in Rome!

Alexandria Maloney, JCU graduate and Founder of the Women’s Leadership Initiative. (Image from LinkedIn. Click to visit her profile.

Really wonderful video put together by Alexandria Maloney to address the issues that young Black students may encounter when studying overseas, particularly in Italy.  Please, take time out to watch & share. 🙂

Until Tomorrow,D.

 

FMS | FibroArt: Got fibro? Get life. Project (“Willing to Travel”)

Latest image from my got fibro? get life. series.  It’s a work in progress, but I wanted to share it.  Any thoughts/feedback/questions welcomed.

Want to get involved in this project?  Let me know!

Happy Tuesday!

D.

GotFibro2_TravelThreeTimesLess

Vlog | Black? Female? Where to shop for hair products & makeup in Rome

Staff at Astri s.r.l. Click image to visit their website

Staff at Astri s.r.l. Click image to visit their website.

When I first began living in Rome, I had brought with me enough supplies to last me for one whole year–that’s right. I stocked up! The thing was that…I didn’t return to the US until two years later. So, I had to figure out where to get hair and makeup products…and at a reasonable cost (a.k.a. cheap). 😉

I have to give a massive hug to my friend Alexandria Maloney for telling me where to go when I was desperately searching for products! 🙂

FMS | FibroArt Monday

never look away, (series: got fibro? get life.), digital media, Diedre Blake (2015)

never look away, (series: got fibro? get life.), digital media, Diedré M Blake (2015)

This is the first piece from a series that I’m working on called “got fibro? get life.” I’ve been wanting to find a way to explore the shift in attitude towards fibromyalgia and how it impacts my life.

It’s always sometimes challenging to write about your own art, so I’ll leave it here. Of course, your comments are always appreciated.

Happy Monday!

Until Tomorrow,

D.

Vlog | What? Fibromyalgia, Living in Italy (Plus Being Black, Queer & Vegan)

I’ve decided to begin a YouTube channel. 😉  It’s something that I’ve been wanting to do for some time, and now I’ve finally taken this first step.

I hope to share with you the lessons I’ve learned living with fibromyalgia, and also living abroad as a woman of color.  I look forward to your feedback and to answering questions that you may have.

Now, you have a voice to with the face! 😀

Speed-Dating: OkCupid-Style

Speed-Dating: OkCupid-Style

Click. Click. Rome. Click. London. Click. Somerville. Click. Open in a New Window. Click. New York. Click. Click. Click. Milan. Click. Perth. Click. San Francisco. Click. Open in a New Window. Click. Click. Click. Click.

The faces blur into one word: No. They blur into an action: Click.

They blur into forgotten memory like many paintings seen only once. I try to assign human names to HotRod4U or CumCMe or BigTits2Day or DownNDirty or MuyCaliente or some similar thing in Italian.

I try to use my long dual-language profile to screen out unnecessary messages and sexmails, and even end it on a quasi-diatribe on exoticism.  It’s been working. Sort of.

Click. Block. Hey. Block. Wassup? Block. Got Chocolate? Block. U Busy L8r? Block. Le donne nere… Block.

I’m blocking out the words that counter my usually empathetic mind as I scroll and click pass over a thousand men with their barely-covered genitalia on display.  It’s not working.

I read Mark Manson and try to understand the male psyche. I decide it must suck balls to be male, even if they supposedly have everything.  There’s not much they can do to express themselves.  Men are should-burdened into thinking themselves to be robots, or worst still, sex machines.

Or worst still, pathetic.

It’s shocking what the internet unmasks about society: apparently, a bunch of sex-crazed, racist, narcissistic…wait, I just got a message.  It’s amazing how excited you can become when someone treats you like a human being.

Click. Profile. Click. The Two of Us. Click. Unacceptable Answers. Scroll.

  • “I strongly prefer to date people within my race.”
  • Glance up at the European-ancestors-face. Scroll.
  • “Women are obligated to shave their legs.” Scroll.
  • “I don’t mind racist jokes.” Scroll.
  • “I don’t like tattoos on women.” Click. Block.

I’m not shocked. It’s just another day in online dating, about which I have come to understand a couple of things.

  • Some men, particularly in Italy,
  • like to wear Speedos.
  • and take pictures spread-eagled.
  • Some women, particularly in the US,
  • like to wear lingerie,
  • and take pictures of their breasts.
  • ………………………………………
  • Some people don’t have faces.
  • Some people use other people’s faces.
  • Some people don’t live where they say.
  • Some people are sad to say where they live.
  • Some people are just people who are too busy.
  • Some people are people who just want to get busy.

 

Until Next Time,

D.