i flip through the pages of mainstream fashion magazines at rapid speed. skimming for clothes i like, pretty landscapes, interesting photographs and the occasional item that i can afford, they don’t hold my interest for long. imagine my surprise when i became completely engaged in an essay by taiye selasi in an october 2013 issue of elle. taiye’s description of her mother’s influence on her sense of style and need as a woman in her early thirties to be more deliberate fashionably felt “meatier” than the typical superficial-fashion story. a quick google search and new york times book review of her novel, ghana must go, cemented the unavoidable. she’s the truth, and i’m completely smitten. 
