These products were sent to me for review but all thoughts and opinions are my own. I figured with all of this talk about Black Panther, that I should re-do the beauty room. I mean, why not? I’m one of few who got the opportunity to attend the World Premiere and I want proof of that experience to last forever…. Read More
All Things Black and Other Chatter at the #BlackPantherEvent Press Conference
I was selected by Disney to attended these events and experiences. This was an all-expenses-paid opportunity and all thoughts and opinions are my own. Going to see Black Panther and then immediately attending a press conference had me on a constant high. And my goodness, what a cool experience to not only SEE a movie you’ve been waiting for but them to… Read More
Diary of a Tired Black Woman
It takes a good 10 minutes to go through my nightly skincare routine. I love every minute of it. Cleansing my skin, massaging the creams and oils in and taking the time to notice my cheeks, forehead, and chin is therapeutic. I stare at myself. I notice the sunspots and freckles. The pimples. The ingrown hairs on my chin (hellloooo… Read More
For Bloggers: How To Talk About Makeup And Racial Injustices At The Same Time
Okay, look. I have never once apologized for the content that I post on Clumps of Mascara. The beauty of not posting a ton of sponsored content (not judging those that do….pay those bills, girl) means I can write as freely as I’d like without worrying about upsetting current or potential clients. Basically, I can do what I want and… Read More
I’m Teaching My Preschooler How To Defend Her Blackness
EB is all of 4 years old and I knew we’d be tackling the conversation of race, appearance and her identity early on. How did I know? Um, because I’m a Black woman who was once a little Black girl. I was a Black girl who went to mostly White schools and well as mostly Black schools. I’ve had a… Read More
I Only Buy My Black Child Black Dolls
“BUT I REALLY WANT THIS DOLL, MAMA!” My 4-year old’s eyes erupted huge tears and through gasps of cries, I knew this battle wasn’t going to be an easy one. “But…look at this necklace. It’s your favorite color. Ooooh, look…una tortuga! You LOVE tortugas.” Her crying intensified. And then she got serious. She took a few deep breaths and with… Read More