THE PINK PURSE INTERNATIONAL STORY (#PINKPURSEINTL)

(photography & video by Fey🙋🏽‍♀️🙏🏽😇)

✨🙏 you were made to dream here. (Fey🫂) Full video Reel on my Instagram @feyugokweesq:  https://www.instagram.com/reel/DJ1Dllcux1S/?igsh=MW9jcG16NzR0eHFndA== (Poetry & Photography by Fey Ugokwe, Esq.) ✨More:  linktr.ee/feyugokwe.esq

Sometimes you interview a soul so stirred up by the world & stirring, that they cry @ the end—and you mist up, too…after the mics, lights are dismantled &  the camera works & digital are being shut down…a reliving & a relief that the story will hopefully get up again & save…that help & understanding are soon on their way… 🙏🏽 So honoured to have had this interview with Nobel Peace Prize nominee (2005), human trafficking survivor, former child soldier, and women’s rights activist, Jolly Grace Okot Andruvile (Jolly Okot) 🙏🏽. 🎥 Watch:  https://youtu.be/CUPlzIatntk?si=EyjTdkGYI-iKPQet  Host (me): Fey Ugokwe, Esq. President, Wellesley College Alumnae Club of Dallas   Videography & Production: Russell Blair, Russell Blair Film   Production Assistance: Yolette García LaTrese Adkins   Special thanks to: Jolly Grace Okot Andruvile Wellesley College Alumnae Association (WCAA) June Chow of Hello Dumpling for her generosity, guidance, an...

(Poetry & Photography by Fey Ugokwe, Esq.) ✨More:  linktr.ee/feyugokwe.esq

by Fey  Love that summer was a sizzling dizzy…like the everywhere Latin horns in their heads, back-kicks of spiced rum and hookah, and sloppy mouthfuls of scotch bonnet-kissed doubles…but his sin was too close, running them down in the high, chafing both worlds in its heat… Read my novella, “Wifey” by Fey Ugokwe, at Amazon.com or your fave online bookstore:  https://www.amazon.com/Wifey-Fey-Ugokwe-ebook/dp/B00BZ1NYZG/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?nodl=1&keywords=wifey+fey&dplnkId=67597b8b-2af6-4e06-be15-40fdeaf71d40  http “A powerfully written exploration of the rites of power.” -Kirkus Reviews, kirkusreviews.com Featured on ABC-TV (“Chronicle”, WCBV-TV 5)

by Fey Ugokwe This world is full of noise and some people live to bring it to you—swooping in, trying to peck at your head with their upside down conceptions of you. And they can be so cool/casual on approach…or not…be they bestie or enemy, blood fam or just some mouthy stranger buzzing past you in the planetary streets. Some are self-esteem hunters so talented that they only need tap one pinhole into your mindset to make your whole sense of youness crack, splinter, break. My  🇬🇾 Grandmum used to say that they’re addicts, like any other—but that their fix is (paraphrasing here) the energies of pain, agony, and strife generated by others as they fall. She also said they can smell you and all your vulnerabilities from across a crowded room…yeah, that part. So keep your wits about you as you navigate all the spaces on this globe, my friends—energy shields up (i.e. protecting your peace), positive thoughts activated, and remembering *who and what* you are (energy lovingly transferre...