#nomi leasure

[thewritngwritr]

"We are but our burning desires, our deepest pains, our buried shames, our wounds, our scars, our emissaries, our dependents, our pupils, our by-products."

The Art of Healing Part I by Nomi Leasure

[heystephen]

wait what happened with mac milker's ex gf? and naya and big sean?

well when ariana met mac miller, he was still involved with nomi leasure and had been since 2009. it's never really been confirmed or denied either way, but he broke up with nomi and very quickly picked up with ariana.

in the case of naya rivera and big sean, it's far less speculation because naya outright said it in her book that ariana suddenly began coming over all the time while they (naya and sean) were engaged. here's kind of an excerpt:

“On the one day that he was back in L.A., he said he didn't want to see me." But since she had a key, she let herself in to his house. “I walk in, go downstairs, and guess what little girl is sitting cross-legged on the couch listening to music? … It rhymes with ‘Smariana Schmande.’ I learned that I was no longer getting married from the internet, and at the same time as the rest of the world,” she claims. “Not only were we not getting married, we weren’t even together anymore.”

which is also what happened to cazzie david and lily jay almost exactly.

[peaceful-warm-tired]

2022-12-10

This week I have been home sick with a cold. As one does when home sick, I went down a bit of a rabbit hole yesterday and read an interesting article (it was actually a long post on a gossip site, a 'deep dive') about Mac Miller and his ex-girlfriend's relationship.

Besides how interesting the subject matter was, the article was told mostly through the words of his ex-girlfriend, Nomi Leasure herself, through her old Tumblr posts.

I spent a significant amount of time on Tumblr throughout my high school and university days. Many afternoons and late nights were spent scrolling through Tumblr, oftentimes feeling increasingly guilty about the more important things that I felt like I could or should be doing. Much of that time was spent looking at fandom posts, cryptic posts from friends, and let's be real, once I was older, porn. Tumblr felt like an exclusive club for me and my friends. Once the people I followed for years and years stopped posting, I still came back to Tumblr every one and awhile, but eventually I stopped when there was nothing new on my feed anymore.

But reading the insightful and soul-bearing posts from Nomi's blog, reminded me of the joy of an anonymous forum like Tumblr. It reminded me of the inspiration I used to gain from this website. How social media felt before 'real' social media showed up. Back when we wrote long posts about our days and weeks on Xanga and LiveJournal and Blogspot and then eventually on Tumblr.

So I'm back here and things are different since I left.

I'm not living in my home country anymore. I haven't for a few years now. I have a career which I'm not necessarily passionate about, but I enjoy my daily work and I am good at it. I still have some of the same bad habits. It crosses my mind almost daily that I need to take better care of my body, especially with the milestone birthday that is creeping up very quickly. My friends are all in very different life stages from each other and from me. I like the stage I am in, but it scares me that time is running out before the next one begins. It's also exciting. Some friendships are gone, but thankfully friend breakups don't hurt as much as they do when you're younger. (Friendships also don't feel as deep as they once did.)

I hope this online journal will bring some kind of value to my life like it did when I was younger. Let's try it out.

[sensitiveteenager]

High School Sweethearts: Mac Miller and Nomi Leasure <3

[peek-mag]

Fear of Flying

I detest LA. The smell when the air hits is so distinct and familiar – similar to something you once ate that made you violently ill. It’s an involuntary reaction on a cellular level that I have to this place. And I say ‘this place’ because I am in LA right now; in a corporate hotel near enough to the airport to enviously hear the planes taking off.

Sure. Maybe I’m scarred. It is, after all, where someone I cared deeply for came and lost himself. At least that’s how I saw things from Pennsylvania. It was also where I spent the brokest summer of my life right after college; where I dinged my rental car and had my heart broken (again); where I’ve always felt lonely.

It’s a tough place to find your niche – your people. Not a place for wanderers. Not a place for ones without an agenda. And even after having spent so much time here, I can never figure out where the fuck I am in relation to any other place I’ve been.

LA is just not my scene. And I’ve tried. I stayed in an Airbnb in Venice for a week that almost made me entertain the idea of a West Coast life. I will admit that I think the ramen is better here than in New York. And being near the ocean is...being near the ocean. Epic and indulgent.  

I came out for a work trip in the middle of the week. We had just spent the previous weekend in Philadelphia for the Thanksgiving holiday and to attend the wedding of someone my boyfriend had gone to summer camp with. Two nights in my own bed later and it was off to the LA. I left on a Wednesday and he was to come out that Thursday morning. The annoying thing was... as soon as a I took off in a car to head for the airport I started to miss him. And as I navigated my way from LAX the short distance to the hotel I was burdened with a longing that he were just out here already.

We spend so much time together in a way I feel off balance without him. It’s an odd effect that generally only lasts the first day or so of being apart. But it creeps up in the side of my mind, like I forgot something but I’m not sure what.

My first instinct is to really not like that, to not like that feeling of being a part of a whole. Because I’ve always advocated for completing yourself; of belonging to no one but yourself. And it’s hard for me to understand how you can participate in a partnership without sacrificing some deep and sacred part of yourself. And it’s disorienting to understand how I could be a person who really would prefer to  spend most of her time with one single individual.

For so long I had this fear of the ‘shared identity’ – of being in a relationship where the ‘girlfriend’ version of myself was not exactly aligned with the just-plain-old-me version of myself. I feared there was an expected way to act as a girlfriend and an expected way treat another person as a girlfriend. That all of a sudden because you were in this committed thing you had certain expectations placed on you, and that The Relationship required the fulfillment of some specific curriculum in order to be successful.  

I feared having someone out there in the world on whom my behavior reflected, who was associated with me and everything that came with it. And that once the cat-and-mouse chase of early infatuation wore thin, it would be revealed I was just a flesh and blood human being, maybe nothing dramatically special at the end of the day.

I guess in large part this fear boiled down to inexperience. I only knew how to be an individual, of how to blatantly disregard what anyone thought of me. I didn’t want a shared identity where I was viewed as a reflection or extension of anyone. 

My tarot card readers really dug into my relationships – past and present – during my last reading. It had been almost three years since I had last seen them, and needless to say a lot was different. I went into the session with the intention to talk about work, and careers, and my future, since that’s what had been on my mind. But the conversation eventually turned towards relationships. I got them up to speed and introduced them to key information regarding my current boyfriend.

They are… unorthodox, to say the least, when it comes to relationships. Although, I find their point of view to be true to the authentic nature of human beings. They believe soul mates are those who come into your life for a certain period of time because on a cosmic level you have been drawn to each other. Sometimes that connection lasts a lifetime, sometimes it doesn’t. They believe ‘marriage’ is an identity that carries with it it’s own expectations and demands – separate and apart from any of the couples who enter into it – and for that reason to be wary of rushing into one. And they believe that relationships should serve, at the end of the day, the two individuals in them.

That is to say… your relationship should help you develop as an individual, should assist you on your personal aims, should enhance you as a person first and foremost. The primary purpose of a partnership is to further elevate the participants. Period.

Being yourself in a relationship and accepting the other person for who they are are really your only options. I realize this now. There is no changing another person, not even if in your heart you believe it’s for the better. And there’s no changing yourself, there’s no performing a version of yourself you think you should be.

I’ve begun to understand that the thing I’ve feared most – feeding this third and invisible entity called The Relationship – isn’t the gold standard of modern dating. Being in a healthy, committed relationship doesn’t mean sacrificing parts of yourself to satisfy some unnamed whole. It’s about honoring the relationship by being exactly who you are. Of expecting your relationship to be the primary place where you can be yourself. Where who you are is embraced and respected and fulfilled and encouraged. 

And, not to gush, but I am in just this type of relationship. Once I calm the jitters it becomes clear that I don’t have anything to worry about. So long as I stay true to myself. And never move to LA.   

[dancinwdelilah]

[kiarahutchinson]

[counsellinggoldcoast12-blog]

Counselling Gold Coast

https://www.taylormagazine.com/nomi-leasure-on-mental-health-and-the-bad-days/

I believe that people are created as dimensional beings - body, mind, and spirit - and my approach to therapy recognizes, assesses, and nurtures these three aspects.

I believe that clients are very resilient and have within them the power to overcome their challenges with some guidance and encouragement. I see my role as a combination of educator, coach, and cheerleader.

I believe my work with clients promotes physical and mental health, emotional wellness, self-awareness, spiritual growth, positive communication, and healthy relationships.

[realmotionxi-blog]

Mac Miller's Ex-Girlfriend Nomi Shares Touching Prose About Their Recent Reunion

Mac Miller’s Ex-Girlfriend Nomi Shares Touching Prose About Their Recent Reunion

“So grateful we had our final moment. Our clarity, cleaning of the air.” Mac Miller’s passing hit us all hard on Friday. As we try to move on while paying tribute to his storied career and musical evolution over the years, it’s definitely difficult to lose another one of our favorite artists. Mac Miller was one-of-a-kind and his personality shone through in…

[irkajavasdream]

The Art of Healing Part V: Return

by Nomi Leasure, the girlfriend of Mac Miller before Ariana Grande, who had seen Mac recently and had a talk about the past, present and most likely future. This piece was written before he died. She is a great writer, and this piece really helped me understand that he needed to stay alive and he didn’t. Fuck. She wrote it and it was posted on peekmag.com on august 27th. He was so so so talented and if you haven’t checked him out for some reason please do. HIs last live performance is here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=241&v=tyojkkVbyzg  So far everything off of his latest album Swimming which is now number one on Apple charts is fire. Here is her piece:

The Art of Healing Part V: Return

If you had seen him sitting there you’d have first noticed his bouncing knees – an anxious habit – that threw the ceiling lights off kilter and caused an eerie pulsing of the bulbs.

He was nervous, it was palpable. Perhaps something stronger than beer would be advised. Then again, likely not.

She breezed through the door, late. She had terrible stomach pains and kept fixing her top. The place was familiar to them both. Didn’t the guilty always return to the scene of the crime?

She drank martinis, needed something strong. The smile they exchanged was not forced.

If you’d had seen them sitting there you wouldn’t look away. It wasn’t an easy situation to read, they didn’t blend into the background. There was familiarity, but it was tense, like pushing through water – smooth and resistant.

Why return to the bar, the page, why return at all?

They say living in the past is what causes depression, so have no past. She was choosing to have no past – to not let a person exist only in a former state of her being. Because then she was locked there too, stuck also in that intangible place. Some version of herself a “back then.” A version she couldn’t determine if she still or ever really was.

That night she was honest in a way that she hoped would create comfort, but may have been disarming. She hadn’t always been that way.

Two years had passed between when they had lived at the apartment around the corner and this conversation. There was a lot to catch up. A lot to get straight.

If you had seen them sitting there you’d determine he liked pale ales, she was getting tipsy and was trying to be restrained. He had a lot to unload. A lot of untruths to untangle from the headlines. And she had always been a good listener.

They are old friends you’d conclude. Only old friends with a lot of lost time would sit here till closing. Neither had anything to prove, though they each urgently needed to be understood.

They didn’t touch, or did they? Perhaps she had tapped his elbow when the bartender was attempting to get his attention, but you can’t remember.

You’d feel as though you knew them just from watching the words bounce between them. You’d know their history, understand that of course they were meeting in summer. You’d sense that the story was not over, but certainly was in a different chapter, and that their plot lines had forever diverged.

She spoke protectively about a new love. He spoke resolutely about a past love.

In some sense they owed their lives to each other, were living the after shocks of the decisions they had once made. And in that sense you’d suppose the past does always remain a part of your present, that it all at once surrounds you like air and gravity – real, invisible, necessary.

When they left the bar you’d notice you hadn’t touched your drink.

August 27 – 244 Notes

[arabyfan]

Nomi Leasure و Mac Miller ، من هي تواعد الآن؟ https://ift.tt/3l5QkSW

[antofg]

sinceramente me gusta más la pareja q hacía mac y nomi leasure pero esta también es re linda

[wastebaskettaxon]

In the last few years, brands promoting diversity and inclusivity through marketing campaigns has become the norm. It no longer feels revolutionary for a company to take this approach, and yet the strategy continues to prove effective for brands not only in gaining new customers but in driving sales.

Many younger digitally native brands from DTC swimwear company Summersalt to MeUndies are relying on inclusive marketing, filling ad campaigns with people of all sizes and backgrounds, to connect with consumers and ultimately grow their brands by boosting sales. And for many young companies, like Summersalt, this focus on inclusivity is paying off.

On June 17, Summersalt launched its “Every Body is a Beach Body” campaign, featuring 30 women of all ages, sizes and ethnicities. For Summersalt, a brand selling swimsuits up to a size 24, the decision to go all-in on an inclusive marketing campaign made perfect sense. From the beginning (the brand was founded in May 2017), Summersalt has championed body positivity and size inclusivity through its products. Moving into inclusive marketing was the logical next step.

Co-founder Reshma Chamberlin was inspired to feature these 30 women after realizing that, as an Indian woman, she had never seen someone like her represented in an ad campaign for swimwear. That made her want to showcase as many different types of women, from all walks of life, as possible.

“Thinking about representation and how important it is, and wanting to make more women feel joyful, we felt it was really important to make sure the brand showcased a variety of different women from all walks of life so everyone could see themselves reflected in these women for multiple reasons,” Chamberlin said.

Since the campaign launch, Summersalt has seen a major lift in its social media following and a big boost in sales. The brand declined to share specifics on sales lift.

A lot of these new-wave, digital-first brands are finding success here, including Glossier, MeUndies, and both Rihanna’s Fenty Beauty and Savage x Fenty brands. The drive is the idea that younger customers want to buy from brands that are inclusive and stand for something, said Ruth Bernstein, co-founder and CEO of Yard NYC.

“At this point, it’s a cost of entry for [reaching] Gen Z. They’re the most diverse, accepting generation we’ve ever had. To them, any form of exclusion is off-putting,” said Bernstein.

For Glossier’s latest (and largest) ad campaign — spanning TV, email, digital and billboards — the company turned to its own employees and true fans of the brand to make the marketing feel more authentic and inclusive. Both Fenty brands have worked with women with diverse body types and of all ethnicities in their digital marketing, and the Savage X Fenty runway show mirrored that diversity. MeUndies also uses real customers in its marketing campaigns and recently rolled out a more inclusive sizing structure for its underwear.

Young brands like MeUndies have the luxury of being so new to the market they don’t have a history of non-exclusionary behavior, like a Victoria’s Secret.

“Older players in the underwear space have been pushing unattainable images of perfection in their advertising for so long that it now feels disingenuous when they run campaigns to capitalize on what they see as a marketing trend. Their true colors have been showing for years, whereas we came into the game relentlessly pushing to change the status quo by empowering the individual,” said Greg Fass, senior brand manager at MeUndies.

And all brands need to be wary of simply hopping on a trend.

“With inclusive marketing, you have to make sure you’re making choices that are right for your brand. Are you jumping on a bandwagon just because it seems like the thing to do? Or are you authentically opening the aperture? We’ve seen the backlash brands face when they go rainbow for Pride but don’t have any real connection to the cause,” said Bernstein.

While the conversation around inclusive marketing is a worthy one for brands to be having now, it’s only a matter of time until the hype around it fizzles out, Bernstein said.

“Inclusivity on its own isn’t a marker of braveness anymore, and that’s a good thing,” she said. “It means we’re shifting the norm enough that, hopefully, 10 years from now, it won’t be a conversation anymore. As Gen Z continues to grow as a key consumer, we’ll be watching them to see how the conversation around inclusivity continues to evolve.”

There can also be negative ramifications for brands that double down on inclusive marketing if the messages being advertised don’t match up with how the company operates behind the scenes, said Nomi Leasure, account manager at creative agency Optimist.

In September, DTC bra company ThirdLove came under fire after The Goods by Vox published allegations from 10 current and former employees of a toxic company culture, driven in part by the brand’s co-CEO, David Spector (husband to co-founder and co-CEO Heidi Zak). The report from Vox said employees joined the company hoping to work in an inspiring, women-led work environment, the inclusive culture that was so heavily marketed by the brand, but instead were presented with a negative work culture, low salaries, limited benefits and little room to negotiate.

“You can say your business is built and run by and for women, but you need to have maternity-leave programs, health care that covers contraception, adequate family-leave policies, all these structural things on the business end that really signify that you mean what you say,” said Leasure. “We also have to be careful about what we present from a marketing stance, from a visual stance when we say “female empowerment,” because it’s risky. If you present just one idea of what female empowerment looks like, if we start to dictate female empowerment, we are putting women in a box again.”

[emileyjain]

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I guess I’ve been busy living. 

And isn’t that a good thing. 

But it’s left these pages lonely. A composition notebook sits similarly neglected elsewhere. 

Perhaps, I haven’t felt the need to pour over myself so much. To be so self-reflective/self-indulgent. 

Living has been good. Being. Present. 

My life belonging more to me than it has ever before. 

A reckoning was due. 

Just who was I, anyway? 

Aside from who I thought I was. 

And it’s been good.

I like it here. In the now. Life is juicy, once you pierce through the tough few outer layers. 

Thinking that the times we’re in sort of force you to be outside yourself. Angst isn’t quite applicable in 2017. I mean, look at what’s going on.

But there’s hope in there somewhere, I believe. A drudging up of our under belly. 

We’re so young, I mean. As a species. The white haired men clothed in sagging skin try to make you forget. With their sinister smiles signing bills and passing laws. They make you forget we’re quite new to this, this whole...earthly thing. 

And yet...

Some part of us is eternal. Has always existed. Since the the first spark of space. 

I dunno...present your ideology for review, I suppose. What do you believe in? I believe in: the next life, and doing right by it, and quarks and quasars, and biology.  

Can’t escape what’s been written in your DNA. Your genome. Genetic code. No hacker can break through to that. I guess there’s relief in that somewhere. That no matter what...

You’ll always be who you are. 

[pursuing-my-happiness]

September 9th, 2018

I don’t know why but I can’t stop thinking about Mac Miller. I know it sounds silly and ridiculous but I just cant. I think it affects me because we weren't so different in age and his music was so uplifting. I also follow Nomi Leasure on Instagram and I cant stop thinking about how she must be feeling. The incredible loss must be overwhelming. For some reason this whole situation reminds me of X. X is a story for another day, or a story I’ll probably never write about, not because I don’t have the words, but because I feel I could never do it justice through my writing. 

I’ve always been a very confrontational person. Not in a negative way but in the way that if there’s something I have to say, I’m going to say it and let you know how I’m feeling. I think I’ve just always had this fear of people passing away and me being left with all these unsaid words. This might be considered selfish, because Im kinda doing it for myself so that I  don’t have to deal with unspoken words but its usually out of kindness. I guess my fear is having X pass away and never telling him how I feel. I wish I could make him understand how special he is and the long lasting effect he’s had in my life and in me. I haven’t had the courage to talk to him in a long time. I keep making excuses to postpone it. He must be sleeping, reach out to him tomorrow is the phrase I’ve said to myself over and over for the past few weeks as I fall asleep myself.

I hope to see him soon and for it to be just like how it used to be years ago.