I believe that it’s brief, but black and gold are making a comeback — together. And I’m not talking about coffee (my best friend Sarah told me that apparently certain people whose classification shall remain nameless like to use the term “black gold” in reference to coffee, but I will tell you that she read it on stuffwhitepeoplelike.wordpress.com ).

The other day, my boyfriend’s friend gave him his band’s latest tee. It says “One for the Team” in metallic gold iron-on letters smack dab in the middle of a black canvas of T-shirt. (Not made by American Apparel, unfortunately.) I made fun of him for a moment, until I saw a very similar shirt in Vice Magazine today.

Not that Vice is the fashion Bible for fashion heads. But they do have similar readers as the Nylon crowd, which I sort of am, and I am suspecting that we will see some black and gold blinging out by the sun in the summertime.

American Apparel makes a rare nylon tricot swim suit with gold lame (rhyme that with sashay, not shame!). I’m usually a fan of the bling on white, but maybe I will try the bling on black to match my man. Just put some (fake) bling on the baby and we’ll can go for a walk looking like fancy bumblebees!

I’ve noticed Chanel Iman’s beautiful face in recent issues of Vogue. When reading an article about the Met’s Costume Gala in NY Mag, her eyecatching golden yellow gown caught my eye as a favorite.

I don’t know much about this lady, but I have good vibes about her career. She is biracial and bicultural. Her father is African American and her mother is Korean. She is currently homeschooled. She is a Ford model — just like my good friend. With a name like Chanel Iman, how can you go wrong? It sort of reminds me of Dionne and Cher from Clueless, but her name resounds with classic fashion icons rather than diva has-beens.

While I love some quirk in my fashion, Chanel Iman definitely inspires and reminds me that Vogue is the fashion Bible for a reason.

Tomorrow will be my first Mother’s Day. Today I got to see my own mother and we took her out for Cuban food.

My gift from my mother was a platinum gold diamond ring with pave clusters. It is really beautiful.

Today was also my friend’s birthday and he had a dinner at an Italian chain. It was slightly awkward because I didn’t know that many people and my boyfriend and I were stuck at the end of the table with the baby. It’s always weird being the only people with a baby (especially when the other parents left theirs at home). What’s also very weird is when people ask about my “husband” when I’m not married, because they see I have a son. I used to hate it when heterosexual couples used the term “partner” because it seemed like they were posing and using a label that tried to put them in the same boat as same sex couples who use the term “partner”.

Actually, partner is a very appropriate term and I wish people would just use it more often. I am definitely in a partnership and maintaining the partnership is very important because we are also parents! We will always be partners.

Fashion-wise, today I wound up using my tank top as a diaper on my son because we ran out of diapers.