Keisha Reaves

At the tail end of Women’s History Month, I had the honor of reuniting with my Milledgeville girlies to celebrate the 10-year anniversary of the Queen Retreat 💛

Truthfully, I believe in celebrating women’s history every month—but this moment felt especially meaningful. Being back in community with these phenomenal women reminded me just how powerful it is when we gather, pour into one another, and grow together.

Thank you, Nakeeta, for thinking enough of me to invite me into your vision all those years ago. Spending summers with these brilliant, dynamic young Black women, creating, teaching, and learning right alongside them has been something I’ll always carry with me.

This is what legacy looks like.�This is what community feels like.
This is what queens looks like 👑

came over my house and we baked a Sweet Potato Butter Cake. When I tell you that cake was SO GOOD!!!! Lisssstttteeeennnnn!!! That was the best thing I’ve EVER made in my life. You HAVE to make one yourself (be prepared for several steps tho).

But nothing like wine, long convos and baking a delicious cake with friends 👩‍🍳 💋

At the end of last year, and I got together to make vision boards. I sat down with mine and asked myself what I wanted to feel more of in this season.

One thing kept coming back to me over and over again: fashion.

Before kids. Before the hustle. Before the comfort of working from home became my everyday uniform… I loved the art of styling. Mixing textures. Pairing unexpected pieces. Turning getting dressed into self-expression. It felt creative. It felt bold. It felt like me.

Somewhere between grinding, growing, and a changing figure, I let that part of myself fade into the background.

But this year? I’m shopping my closet.
I’m rediscovering what already belongs to me.
I’m choosing to feel good and put together, not for an event, not for a photo, but for myself.

Because sometimes tapping back into who you’ve always been is the real glow up.

It’s the curry for me 😋

(Camera man’s first day on the job 🙏🏽)