Every so often… year, month, week, who knows… we come up with this term to describe how we feel or look. Fleek, fleeky, fly. And right now, it seems society is throwing around basic and bad. Either you’re a bad chick or you’re a basic chick. Well, let me tell you, for the last 3 months, I’ve been like the most basic of basic chicks. I mean, I got a weave just so I could put my hair in a bun without damaging my real hair. Yeah, it’s that bad.
If you know me, you’d know my hair is my thing. I get it done every 2-3 weeks; braids maybe ever 4-5. So for me to not want to do my hair, that’s bad.
But there’s more, I haven’t really cared a ton about my clothing. Not that I’ve been going out of the house looking a hot mess, but c’mon. It really doesn’t take a ton of energy to pick out something more than a cardigan and a tee or a button up and some jeans.
And if i haven’t convinced you yet, I have barely put on an ounce of makeup in these last 3 months. Yeah, this girl with a decent makeup collection has been saying… nah, too much energy…even for my everyday look.
It’s okay though. I kinda had an aha moment.
Since the breakup between me and the ex, I’ve been going through a bit of denial, acceptance and moving on. Kinda independently, yet interdependently.
I’ve rediscovered old loves (i.e. basketball and fitness – if by fitness, we mean walking.)
I got a new pet. (Tydog)
I’ve been able to put a bit of energy toward some items for the ministry I lead at church.
I’ve been saying yes to some things. And not to others.
I’ve kinda been rediscovering Regina. Or maybe I should say, I’ve been discovering who Regina is after a few relationships.
You know what else is kinda cool. I’m blogging again.
I am 100% sure this is part of the healing process and will likely fall off again, but for right now, I’m enjoying the process of a natural writer processing the world in her natural element — consistent since childhood.
So, yes, I may be quite basic right now. And I’m okay with that because I get to discover some extraordinary things about myself that should only be enhanced – and not covered – with the outer frills.
The makeup will return. The fashionista will reappear. The hair will find it’s fleekiness again.
But for now, I’m working on my soul… because the bible says it best, “Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.” If the inner man is grounded, then my true beauty will radiate from within.
Please, love and blessings.