Ami Colé Review | Black Owned Spotlight

Happy Friday! Instagram has put me on two another makeup brand. I love wearing makeup but it has become a little tedious in whole pandemic. Instead of wearing a full face a makeup, I have found ways to cut down my makeup routine with this newly started brand. Ami Colé is Harlem- based beauty brand that is made for our skin, created by a woman with the our skin in min. I have seen on my feed a few times and decided to purchase as set to. The Crew set is featuring skin tint, highlighter, and lip treatment oil. In today’s post I sharing my thought on beauty brands products. Let get into it Disclaimer: Please note this post is not sponsored by Ami Cole. The products were purchase out of my own pocket and sharing an honest review on what I purchase. Related:   Mented Cosmetics Lipstick Review | Black Owned Spotlight About The Brand Before I dive into my crew set let chit chat about the brand itself. Ami Colé’s founder is Diarrha N’Diaye-Mbaye, launch the brand in spring of 2021. Pronounce ‘AH-ME CO-LAY” is inspired by Senegal and based in Harlem which is a clean beauty brand …

Reclaiming Your Confidences

For the pass few days I have been jamming to Janelle Monae’s album Dirty Computer. I Like That has been on repeat …  A little crazy, little sexy, little cool Little rough around the edges but I keep it smooth… and I like that! This album really speaks about simply being yourself, living your truth, being okay with you are, and making sure you don’t allow anybody to take away what makes you, you ! Yes check out the Emotion Picture. This album resonate confidences.  Can you believe I lack self confidences? I let fear and what other people told me, dictate how I was going to live my life.  I was going be hip hop dancer but I let other people make me feel like I was too big to dance. I was going to a lot of stuff but the validation for other people stopped me in my tracks. This then turned in to lack of confidences and shot down my self esteem. Then, I would allow people to say and treat me with so much disrespect, I wouldn’t fight back at all. I would just cry and grow numb. Or I use my funny antics to hide the hurt inside. I …

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