Relieved, hopeful, less anxious - my feelings as I watched the inauguration of the 46th President of the United States, Joe Biden. Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t think President-Uncle Joe is a savior, but from where we’ve been, his compassion and dignity is a breath of fresh air.
Next, let’s just take a moment to talk about the powerhouse that is miss Amanda Gorman. The youngest inaurgural poet and the epitome of BLACK GIRL MAGIC! Like most, I watched her deliver her poem in awe. I have been stalking Amanda all over the Internet and watching every interview on every media outlets ever since. She will go far. She makes me proud to have once been a little, skinny black girl that descended from slaves. Bravo, Amanda!
Now, Kamala - excuse me Madam Vice President Kamala Harris hailing from the prestigious, illustrious Howard University (my alma mater) . I congratulate her with all of my heart.
The fashion of the evening was what I expected inauguration fashion, during a pandemic to be - subdued. The only exception, was Michelle Obama. She looked like a tall glass of fresh cranberry juice with ice on a summer day. She radiated at every turn. How do you pay attention at an inauguration with Michelle Obama in the room? You don’t, you just focus on her and hope you don’t get caught by one of the news cameras. Congrats to my dear friend, Sergio Hudson.
For me, right now is all about Fashion and market week. I’m trying to figure out a way to take you all on the journey with me. Please keep me in your prayers - I’m a bit exhausted but very excited about the next chapter for Undra Celeste New York