A Trip to the National Museum of African American History and Culture (NMAAHC)

See, y'all I'm trying to be a good and consistent blogger, but life is saying something else😓😢

Anyway, amma kip kip trying. I remember when "amma kip kip" shirts were such a huge trend, and if you did not have one, you were uncool. I was uncool.

I digress.

This weekend, I went to the now famous, somewhat exclusive National Museum of African American History and Culture!! It was Lit yo. It's now my favorite museum in the world. Like the name suggests, it's beaming with culture and history. And I count myself extremely lucky favored to have won that ticket to go visit. My plan was to wait till it was no longer exclusive to ticket, which at this rate might not be until a year from now.

Anyway, since most people do not have the opportunity to go visit, I will share some pictures I took with you here. But, it's a must visit: the history, the beauty, the culture, and drumroll...the FOOD. I say go for the Arts, stay for the food. Such good food they have there. I feel like if you have no interest in the culture (which, DUH! why won't you?), you should still go just for the fine dining ha. I will call this post NMAAHC part 1, because I am definitely going back some other time. I was only able to cover about half of the museum because of time, and because well, your girl was busy. "Busy on a Saturday?" you ask. I know. I did not choose this life. This life chose me😑. Moving on.

P.S: I'm quite incredibly proud to be black; whether African (a la immigrants) or African Americans, or Caribbeans, we have such a rich and deep culture, it's inspiring.

Without much ado (aka I should stop rambling), here are the pictures. Enjoy!

Barbara and I! We had such a great day together.

Random folks photobombing my picture

Gorge!

Take two

Hear hear

You don't know pain until you've had to take a picture in a public place with people just carelessly blocking your view ugh

"As the Afro spread and the African Americans embraced their natural textures, the media and the workplace resisted. In the 1980s and 1990s black workers fought racist policies that labeled their natural hair unprofessional and unacceptable. The problem lingers, but there is progress. Black hairstyles today are just as often personal choices as political or social statements. Much like their African ancestors, African Americans were a glorious variety of hairstyles."

Triggered!

                                                                                  Hmmphhhh!

"On October 16, 1968, Tommie Smith, John Carlos, and Australian Peter Norman staged one of the most iconic and important protests against racial discrimination. Shoeless and dressed in black socks, each American athlete wore a black glove on one hand. Smith and Carlos stretched the two black gloves high into the sky to symbolize power and unity. Smith wore a scarf that signified "blackness".The black socks stressed the poverty plaguing black America, and their bowed heads represented their prayers for black Americans."

You could click on any of these tiny images, and it would project a random story of a black American: their family, history, or just everyday struggles. 

This is just a slice; I promise it's so much more. You should visit too.

Love, 

and some black magic,

I

P.S:
Here is my quote for the day:

“If you turn away refugees, exclude immigrants, & ban Muslims, please don't tell people you follow Jesus.
 You'll ruin it for the rest of us.”