How Iman Dealt with Grief & Finally Accepted David Bowie’s Death
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- čas přidán 23. 05. 2024
- Iconic supermodel Iman joins us! The multi-talented Somali American beauty who has blazed a trail for women of color across the entertainment industry sits down with Tamron to discuss the 2016 death of her husband, English rock legend David Bowie, and dealing with grief during the pandemic. From finally accepting it 5 years later to her first-ever fragrance “Love Memoir,” a tribute to her romance with the late, great David Bowie-Iman bares all.
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This woman is almost 70.... my word. Imagine looking this good at that age. I swear she could pass for early 40s.
Yes, but when you get work done, this is the result. Look at Gwen, she'll look like this in her 70s because of plastic surgery.
people want to believe it's skincare, sunscreen, diet, No. she has lots of money for it, which is good for her.
@@Shayne_T You say this on every Iman video......get a life!
@@Shayne_T Uh No sweety this is what you call African genetics! we don't age like bananas like some, especially when we take care of ourselves like I'm sure Iman has.
@@Shayne_T Maybe she has had work done ....but u cannot deny that other parts of her body does match her face..look at her neck or hands...its not aging differently...some people with good care and genetics can look like this...there is always an exception to the rule...
Her cosmetic line is underrated. She poured her heart into it. Great quality
Definitely. Quality at a reasonable price. Started using it before she sold it. Still my favorite foundation.
@@mnqolivia I concur. For as long as they sell my Iman foundation I’m not changing it.
Walmart used to carry it and they discontinued
I would get the lipsticks, from back in the day
@@ritajit4730 me too. I started out with her lipsticks.
I love to see a woman whose inner beauty exceeds her outer beauty. The way that David Bowie openly loved this woman, was breathtaking.
She has both inner and outer beauty, which is rare
Wonderful to see 💛
@@theancientsancients1769 Many celebs fake their personality 🙄
@@fashionbeast7089Africans don’t fake their personality.Somalians are like that.
Beautiful Makkah
"Grief came knocking at the door, and stayed for a while." That is so deep!
It's not really, it's from The Bible and gets passed around as motivational memes.
I don’t think it’s from the Bible.
That’s exactly where transformation happened! I remember this place!
@@gunsofbrixton7147 can’t it be divinely inspired!
@Lina’s Tarot-Oracle❤️ That's right! Good morning heartache sit down. Thank you for reminding me of this sing. I have not heard this song in years. I wonder why! It was very popular back in the day.
David Bowie absolutely ADORED his beautiful wife. I cried when he died because I felt like Iman was probably in the deepest pain ever. I hurt for her and I'm so happy she is getting her joy back and honoring the love she and her husband have.
He would send her a bouquet of her favorite flowers every single month on the day they met, I believe the 12th. He loved her the way every woman wants to be loved. RIP
Yeah I felt like I was going to die when I found out but I know this is going to sound weird but I think he might be one of my Spirit guides I haven't really told anybody that I also have a set of tarot deck tarot deck that's called the star man tarot
I admire her .
She a beautiful woman in and out .
They were a rare couples like they were. She forever have beautiful memories. Their daughter is a constant reminder.
I truly enjoy her products.
I love this interview.
Thank you for sharing it.
Most of the more severe illnesses happen to people because an upsetting event occurs in their lives taking them by surprise, unexpectedly, impacting first in the brain, then in the corresponding organ which that part of the brain controls. The end of WWI had absolutely everything to do with the Flu and lung TB outbreak that occurred killing millions. In nature, the biological conflict linked with a territorial fear (just what it means-a fear in your territory, your home, your community, etc.) is a widening of the bronchia (tissue loss). Your body attempts to widen your bronchia in order to allow more air into your lungs to give you more strength and energy to fight to keep your territory safe. Stay with me.......The biological conflict linked with a death fright impacts the lungs. The lungs attempt to grow larger in order to allow more air in because breath equals life, as we all know. No breath equals death.
While you are in the fear or death fright conflict, you notice no symptoms of “disease”, except you have cold hands, cold feet, you can’t sleep, you awaken at 3 AM every night, you have little appetite. During the war, millions of people were in fear of the bombing of their homes and cities where the war was most active. Fearing for their lives, their loved ones in the war, their ability to survive. The food in the stores was sparse due to shortages. This lasted for 4 long years! The longer the conflict, the worse the healing phase. Within 2 weeks of the German Chancellor announcing the end of WWI, these millions of people ALL went into the healing phase all at the same time. It is during the healing phase that you experience symptoms of illness! What is the healing phase of the bronchia widening? Severe bronchitis, pneumonia. The body attempts to refill this lost tissue and you experience inflammation, fever, coughing, body aches, fatigue, etc. What is the healing phase of the extra lung tissue that grew? Decomposing of the tissue by TB bacteria and fungi. The symptoms of this healing phase are: severe coughing up of blood and tissue, fever, inflammation, severe mucous, body aches, fatigue. During this decomposing of the extra tissue (tumor), the body expels a lot of protein, and without replenishment, severe protein loss can result in death. Antibiotics did not exist yet. If TB bacteria does not exist in a person or they have been vaccinated against TB (big mistake), then the tumor will simply encapsulate and become dormant and not harm you. Who died during the Spanish Flu? Mainly the poor who could not afford to buy meat and proper nourishment, and the people who were directly impacted by the bombings and destruction of their homes.
Millions of people suffered fear and death frights during the fighting of WWI, and millions of people all went into healing at the end of it. Not everyone was affected because not everyone suffered the same way.
It’s not a “flu”, it’s not something you “catch”. It’s biological, meaningful, and unavoidable. One hundred years later, a Fear Campaign begins, using the media to spread it......
Same.
My husband just passed away October 13th , 2021. I deeply grieve for him and he will always be my greatest love.
We were married for 47 years and had 2 great children who gave us 3 grandchildren.
Most of all he gave me two great children as they took me in their arms and cared for me as I was in such a fog.
My daughter stayed with me for one month.. She had to go back to her family in NJ. Without her I just do not know!.
Our son helps me get ready for our Michigan winter and help to sell all of his collectables , which is nearly a full time job..
Sleeping alone is so hard. So like Iman I sprayed his favorite cologne on his pillow.. Now this is my 2nd night alone. I still feel his presence all around me .
I never got the chance to even say goodbye. We barely entered the ER when 10 doctors and nurses wisked him away from me .Then I saw the crash cart ...I knew we were in big trouble . I just yelled and said I love you.
I miss him so and I will always love him as my man...
Sincerest condolences. May God be a source of strength and comfort to you and your family. ❤️
❤️🙏🏽❤️ sorry
God Bless You. He will come to you- just don't freak out when it happens. Not sure how long he can stay; but you will get a visit. It may come through a dream but please 🙏 don't go to a psychic. His Spirit will be around you.
My condolences 💐
my dear plz accept my condolences from the bottom of my heart. May you continue healing everyday. The wounds are still freshh and i cannott imagine the pain you are in. I pray for strength for you n your beautiful family. May he visit you in your dreams and constantly give you much needed comforting hugs and conversations.💚💚🧡❤❤❤❤
She speaks in such a poetic way a homage to her Somali roots: the Nation of Poets! 🇸🇴
Frr
She doesn’t refer to him as her “late husband” because he’s alive! She’s a deceiver just like her husband faking his “death.” He know lives under the pseudonym Jack Steven! Please research on your own before y’all crucify me in here.😆
@@ibrahimabdi6285 I know exactly wyta🤭stumbled across a video about that
peace, love my beloved Somali . From Ethiopia
@@user-xm8lb7rx8s thank you 🥺🥺
Iman 66 years young. Let that soak in.. she looks 36!! Even younger!! Absolutely Beautiful..always been..❤❤💜💜💜
She is stunningly beautiful
lol u need glasses....she hasnt looked 36 in 2 decades...looks 55 here ...and on top she had face surgeries, injected with Botox to the gills..all her unhealthy rockn roll life had caught up...Ahe looks liek any other 63 year old at the time of the interview....haggerad face and wrinkley neck...just her forehead and cheeks are injected... - today this is an outdated look, when plastic surgery was new in the 2000s....tons of peopel in LA with that look, and it's worse in person.
No way Iman is 66. She’s absolutely gorgeous, ageless. I’ve worn her makeup for years. It’s the only brand that perfectly matches my skin tone.
Don't Weep For Me in Sorrow but in Joy. To have lived and loved anything or anyone or been loved by anything or someone, means you were given life's highest reward, the Gift of Love, for to have loved and been loved is no greater achievement. Love is too abundant to count, immeasurably measurless in it's bound, it's too wise to comprehend yet infinitely finite in each experience.
I've lived to sip tea with her, eat with her, break bread with her. I've walked and ran with her and sometimes just sat beside her. Love wept with me and I with She. We laughed, cried and fought sometimes. We even parted ways but always returned. Love loved in every situation whether poor or rich. In our pain or pleasure, disappointments or surprises. Love was loyal even in betrayal. Whether near or far I always felt her heartbeat and She mine. Love showed up at times as a stranger, other times a friend, every now and then she was the enemy that once was, but never truly was. She was A family member or even a cherished pet. I heard her voice in the woo of the morning dove or the purr of a kitten. She sang to me in the melody of a song or spoke to me in the refrain of a poem. She told me many stories and tales of past present and future journeys and I shared mine with her. We shared our defeats and victories. Our shared suffering only strengthened the bond that tied the both of us together. We rose like a Phoenix from the ashes, freed from the chains of our pride that served to humble us. Thank you Love for every gaze in your eyes, every kiss and embrace. I got to pass you by and breathe your sweet aroma, hear your voice and taste the fruit of your love.I held you as a baby, maybe I was the baby held. We both gave each other life. If I say goodbye first or you to me, it won't matter for our love spans beyond the gap of death. Our Love In any amount is more than any tea cup of one lifetime could hold. My moment with you was an eternity and I am grateful. Don't weep for me in Sorrow but in Joy, for I have tasted Love. We passed in both the light and night of Life.
- Steven F Gooden -
Yes way-Her, Beverly Johnson, Jayne Kennedy, and a few others that were boxed out by #ageism....but still look timeless.
@@stavros333 very beautiful poem
Easily!!! she was 63 there - and looks liek bad face surgery....that took its toll...the botox forehead, the puffed cheeks, in combination with wrinkle handds and neck....do u need more clues?
This woman is 66! She is literally the epitome of grace.. so regal!
yes, gorgeous, but Lots of work done like Gwen stefani, don't act surprised.
@@Shayne_T And suddenly light skinned
Iman have a balanced in life of spiritual and physical. That's the reason she aged gracefully inside and outside.
@@Shayne_T Yes, she has, but she also survived a bad car accident in '83 in which she sustained a fractured cheekbone, eye socket, and collarbone, to say the least. So however much "work" she's had done, her PS is a genius and Iman is still the epitome of beauty, style, elegance, and grace. It's obvious that in spite of the passage of time, the camera still adores her.
I dont know what you all takking about, be we have people here on the islands that are 70 years and more wrinkle free.
I guess petroleum vaseline, cocoa butter and coconut oil do wonders.
Iman is the physical and emotional embodiment of female beauty, kindness and strength. I have revered Iman for a long time God bless her 🙏🙏🌟🌟
Same. No disrespect to Naomi Campbell but.... Iman was the first face of Black beauty. I wish people would stop referring to Naomi as the Black queen of the modeling industry and give Iman her flowers
Yes, but Iman bullied her first daughter (by another man) to lose weight, keep skinny and not SHAME her (iman) by getting fat.
@@ranakeen9884 Really, i dont doubt this. She has no love for 1s daughter. She was in jamaica with her as a child.
Beautifully said!
@@timewilltell5476 serious wow. You know no love between them huh. How dare you.
Iman is like a breath of fresh air. A legend, a pioneer, a beautiful person.
So glad they talked about IMAN Cosmetics. She is such a pioneer. And, I’m glad she’s getting the credit she deserves.
I have loved her cosmetics for almost 20 years. I used to love buying them at the holidays in the department stores in our local mall. I don’t see them in the stores like I used to.
Yes, I was on it. That was my line!
💯
Before Fenty there was Iman Cosmetics.
Yep I remember Riri using her brand before going on stage. She is as u said a pioneer!
Iman is so regal and exquisite. Greatest supermodel ever
Absolutely agree. She’s iconic.
lol, its a shame that they call models to these Instagram folks and or thrashy Kardashians models..but Iman is the true model
@@lotusgrl444 No one considers the Kardashian girls as Instagram models lets be clear those girls are businesswomen. Now the Jenner girl is a model.
She is a QUEEN!
Literally 😍
What about her do you still recognize
Iman is queenly. Her beauty depicts those qualities of a real queen. Just adore her❤️😍
That’s exactly what I was going to comment. Such a regal woman
Always
Grief is real. It’s like a black hole not knowing how deep the hole is.
This woman is so kind and caring it seems.They must have loved each other a lot.He is still very much in her heart obviously.True love is so beautiful.
Iman is an elegant, beautiful, fashionable and INTELLIGENT woman! I thoroughly enjoyed watching this video. Keep 'em coming Tamron!! You're doing a great job.
This interview had me glued to the TV -Iman is legendary 🙏🏻💖 Tamron did a fantastic job - I love her even more -- 2 Queens 👑 beautiful ladies of color
Don't Weep For Me in Sorrow but in Joy. To have lived and loved anything or anyone or been loved by anything or someone then you were given life's highest reward, the Gift of Love, for to have loved and been loved is no greater achievement. Love is too abundant to count, immeasurably measurless in it's reach, too wise to comprehend and yet infinitely finite in each experience.
I've lived to sip tea with her and eat with her. I've walked and ran with her and sometimes just sat with her. Love wept with me and I with She. We laughed and fought, sometimes parted but always returned. Love loved in every situation whether poor or rich. In our pain or pleasure, disappointments or surprises. Love was loyal even when forgotten, near of far I always felt her heart and She mine. Loved showed up at times as a stranger, other times a friend and every now and then ,she was the enemy that once was. A family member or pet even. I heard her voice in the woo of the morning dove or the purr of a kitten. She sang to me in the melody of a song or spoke to me in the refrain of a poem. She told me many tales of past present and future and I told Her mine. We loss together and won. Our shared suffering only strengthened the bond that tied us. We rose from our ashes like a Phoenix and our chains freed us from our pride and humbled us. Thank you Love for every gaze in your eyes, every kiss and embrace. I got to pass you by and breathe your aroma, hear your voice and taste the fruit of your love.I held you as a baby, maybe I was the baby held. We both gave each other life. If I say goodbye first to you or you to me, it won't matter for our love spans beyond the gap of death. Our Love In any amount is more than any tea cup of one lifetime could hold. My moment with you was an eternity and I am grateful. Don't weep for me in Sorrow but in Joy, for I have tasted Love. We passed in both the light and night of Life.
- Steven F Gooden -
100% agree Iman is such an amazing Woman 💕
Iman, I admire so much! So grounded and sensible and intelligent.
She stirs my imagination of the old world of Egypt, Ethiopia an d that region of the developed world then.
Beautiful!
Love you Tamaron.
My husband will never be my late husband. He’s been gone nine years. There’s nothing late about my grief.
I feel ya
Same here
Same here my husband passed away 9yrs ago too. Some people say, u speak about it husband as if he was alive, I tell them, yes for me he is. Bless u
Iman and David truly were soul-mates. You can see it every time he said her name in interviews. Every photo of them (and there are millions) you can see their smiles not just on their faces but in their eyes. They were lucky to have found each other in this lifetime. What they have is special..we all should be that lucky at least once.
Him and mick jagger slept together .Iman with a gay man!
@@lc-il6wrthere's a thing called bisexuality educate yourself
@@bluemelody... GROSS. I don't wanna educate myself on that subject. Why would she be with someone like that? Desperate
@@lc-il6wr ever heard about love? You have so much to learn.
@@bluemelody... I would have to love him from a f a R. Im not down with that homosexuality bisexual stuff! I couldn't be with him at all! She's not strong like me!
Her Skin is Flawless and she's Ageless!!
Beautiful Somali Goddess!!
RIP David - Let's Dance!
💃👠👠
🎶🎵🎼🎹🎸🎙️
Don't Weep For Me in Sorrow but in Joy. To have lived and loved anything or anyone or been loved by anything or someone, means you were given life's highest reward, the Gift of Love, for to have loved and been loved is no greater achievement. Love is too abundant to count, immeasurably measurless in it's bound, it's too wise to comprehend yet infinitely finite in each experience.
I've lived to sip tea with her, eat with her, break bread with her. I've walked and ran with her and sometimes just sat beside her. Love wept with me and I with She. We laughed, cried and fought sometimes. We even parted ways but always returned. Love loved in every situation whether poor or rich. In our pain or pleasure, disappointments or surprises. Love was loyal even in betrayal. Whether near or far I always felt her heartbeat and She mine. Love showed up at times as a stranger, other times a friend, every now and then she was the enemy that once was, but never truly was. She was A family member or even a cherished pet. I heard her voice in the woo of the morning dove or the purr of a kitten. She sang to me in the melody of a song or spoke to me in the refrain of a poem. She told me many stories and tales of past present and future journeys and I shared mine with her. We shared our defeats and victories. Our shared suffering only strengthened the bond that tied the both of us together. We rose like a Phoenix from the ashes, freed from the chains of our pride that served to humble us. Thank you Love for every gaze in your eyes, every kiss and embrace. I got to pass you by and breathe your sweet aroma, hear your voice and taste the fruit of your love.I held you as a baby, maybe I was the baby held. We both gave each other life. If I say goodbye first or you to me, it won't matter for our love spans beyond the gap of death. Our Love In any amount is more than any tea cup of one lifetime could hold. My moment with you was an eternity and I am grateful. Don't weep for me in Sorrow but in Joy, for I have tasted Love. We passed in both the light and night of Life.
- Steven F Gooden -
People don't understand the intensity of soulmates.... they're not like daily news.... When she says she's good, she's good. Listen to her accent! So graceful! Bless her soul! David was her twin flame.... she understands the assignment 💓💓💓💓💓💓
Don't Weep For Me in Sorrow but in Joy. To have lived and loved anything or anyone or been loved by anything or someone then you were given life's highest reward, the Gift of Love, for to have loved and been loved is no greater achievement. Love is too abundant to count, immeasurably measurless in it's reach, too wise to comprehend and yet infinitely finite in each experience.
I've lived to sip tea with her and eat with her. I've walked and ran with her and sometimes just sat with her. Love wept with me and I with She. We laughed and fought, sometimes parted but always returned. Love loved in every situation whether poor or rich. In our pain or pleasure, disappointments or surprises. Love was loyal even when forgotten, near of far I always felt her heart and She mine. Loved showed up at times as a stranger, other times a friend and every now and then ,she was the enemy that once was. A family member or pet even. I heard her voice in the woo of the morning dove or the purr of a kitten. She sang to me in the melody of a song or spoke to me in the refrain of a poem. She told me many tales of past present and future and I told Her mine. We loss together and won. Our shared suffering only strengthened the bond that tied us. We rose from our ashes like a Phoenix and our chains freed us from our pride and humbled us. Thank you Love for every gaze in your eyes, every kiss and embrace. I got to pass you by and breathe your aroma, hear your voice and taste the fruit of your love.I held you as a baby, maybe I was the baby held. We both gave each other life. If I say goodbye first to you or you to me, it won't matter for our love spans beyond the gap of death. Our Love In any amount is more than any tea cup of one lifetime could hold. My moment with you was an eternity and I am grateful. Don't weep for me in Sorrow but in Joy, for I have tasted Love. We passed in both the light and night of Life.
- Steven F Gooden -
Agreed. When my husband died Heaven gained another beautiful angel, but I lost my soul mate. I understand that death is a part of life, but the sting still hurts like hell. I refuse to date because in my heart and soul, I'm still married and belong to my husband. I'm open to finding love again the future. But if I don't that's ok too. I will always cherish what I had with my husband.
@@bosslady7611 We're never as strong, as we are until we have to be. Never Do as much, unless the need we see. Only give our best, when we fail at mediocrity. We Love rather than hate when we admit we're one humanity. We always give more, when compassion moves our heart with unbridled generosity. We Become more of our potential when we are made to see, that clearly our minds can believe in unfathomable possibilities, while seizing every opportunity, here in lies one's destiny. More than our scars, higher than our stars, for in our flaws are what defines our features, they're uniquely ours, as human creatures.
We can run faster than on our slowest day. Reason better, and thinking it through all the way, regardless which direction our emotions may sway. We can find our voice when speechless, our strong words with meekness and our Courage in weakness. Always patience not quickness. Silence for peace than loudness, quietness of fear, not hopeless, for time and effort are equally unbiased. We are more than the stories we're told, we're the one's we write, each page unfold. We are the sum of our Lies and truth, fantasy, fiction, faith, and myths, no matter how uncouth. These are what shape us, our lives lived is the proof. We can be more right than wrong. More just than judge. More godlike than unlike. Reflecting Sunlight in our darkest night.
Providing refuge. Never more alive until we die within and begin again. A Human Ark Divine in our human spark.
by
Steven Gooden
I met Iman back in the 90's at a school her daughter Zulekha attended, Nataki Talibah, in Michigan. I was attending a children's program there. Her oldest daughter Zulekha is from her first marriage to Spencer Haywood, former basketball player. Iman was alone and I was surprised she had no security (or at least they weren't obvious). I was introduced to her by her sister in law. I shook her hand and was AMAZED!! HER HANDS FELT LIKE BUTTERRRRRRR!! The softest hands in the world. She stared in my face for a few seconds like she was reading me! She was a BEAUTIFUL WOMAN back then and still GORGEOUS today. It makes me sad that she is now without the love of her life. She and David truly LOVE each other to this day. I'm sure he watches over her with profound love. I hope she really is doing well. I pray that her sorrow will be overtaken by sweet memories which will sustain her throughout the rest of her life. She has always been a woman of great beauty, class, grace, wisdom and fortitude. Because of who she is, what she represents, and how she moves in this world, she is a Majestic Queen who was NEVER forced to adjust her crown 👑. Continue to live easy Iman. Stay Blessed.😘
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HE adored her, one of the greatest love stories ever
She is stunning! Her countenance is so graceful. A true icon! Great interview
My 5 yr old son passed away in 2015 and I get exactly what they mean to suppress your grief to be a support system for those you love. I haven’t truly grieved because I have other children -in my house if mommy cries or let’s herself be upset the world must be ending so I cry in the tub or when I’m alone. I haven’t had that time she is talking abt to be forced to let it all go. I tell ppl if I cry I’ll probably get dehydrated from loosing all my fluids😕 God is good and helped me cope.
You gotta cry and let them know it’s okay to cry and feel sadness. Teach your children how to grieve . It’s okay let it out. I’m sorry for your loss.
Please accept my condolence...I cannot imagine how u feel.. sending u love and light..
@@nicolataylor536 thank you 🙏
I’m sorry for your loss
Pleeease cry.
Iman is pure grace!!! She is the Supermodel. Pioneer throughout her life and career
Her last words on honoring his memory versus wishing he was here brought a tear to my eye. Their love was the kind of love we ALL hope to have in this lifetime. David was completely in love with her, was a blessing to be loved and loved in such a beautiful way.
Their love story was phenomenal. He was a great artist, but a quiet homebody. She's an icon & looks Amazing. Her daughters (43) by Spencer Haywood & (21) by David Bowie are both beautiful. Iman has such style & grace. She's always regal. I heard when MJ & everyone around him were brainstorming for who to cast as the Queen for his Remember the Time video (she had done an earlier video with Jermaine Jackson), everyone looked at each other & all said at the same time, Iman!
Don't Weep For Me in Sorrow but in Joy. To have lived and loved anything or anyone or been loved by anything or someone, means you were given life's highest reward, the Gift of Love, for to have loved and been loved is no greater achievement. Love is too abundant to count, immeasurably measurless in it's bound, it's too wise to comprehend yet infinitely finite in each experience.
I've lived to sip tea with her, eat with her, break bread with her. I've walked and ran with her and sometimes just sat beside her. Love wept with me and I with She. We laughed, cried and fought sometimes. We even parted ways but always returned. Love loved in every situation whether poor or rich. In our pain or pleasure, disappointments or surprises. Love was loyal even in betrayal. Whether near or far I always felt her heartbeat and She mine. Love showed up at times as a stranger, other times a friend, every now and then she was the enemy that once was, but never truly was. She was A family member or even a cherished pet. I heard her voice in the woo of the morning dove or the purr of a kitten. She sang to me in the melody of a song or spoke to me in the refrain of a poem. She told me many stories and tales of past present and future journeys and I shared mine with her. We shared our defeats and victories. Our shared suffering only strengthened the bond that tied the both of us together. We rose like a Phoenix from the ashes, freed from the chains of our pride that served to humble us. Thank you Love for every gaze in your eyes, every kiss and embrace. I got to pass you by and breathe your sweet aroma, hear your voice and taste the fruit of your love.I held you as a baby, maybe I was the baby held. We both gave each other life. If I say goodbye first or you to me, it won't matter for our love spans beyond the gap of death. Our Love In any amount is more than any tea cup of one lifetime could hold. My moment with you was an eternity and I am grateful. Don't weep for me in Sorrow but in Joy, for I have tasted Love. We passed in both the light and night of Life.
- Steven F Gooden -
Remember the Times is by Michael Jackson!
isn't just what you do but what you don't do. Not just what you did but how you did it. Not just what you said but how you said it. Love is so simple yet the simple make it so hard. Love Is full of knowledge yet even the smart don't get it. Love doesn't cost a fortune yet fortunes are spent trying to gain it. Love does demand of you yet you are not willing to sacrifice for it. Those who only seek what love can give and do for them, do nothing for love and others and in such selfish pursuit, in turn rob themselves of love's best gift. Make this year the year you seek to sow love and not just reap it. Be love and not just think it. Do love and not just say it. Talk love and just don't fake it. Seek love and just don't chase it. Embrace it but don't enslave it, share it but don't dare boast in it. Enjoy it but don't abuse it. Free it and watch it come back. Invest in it and watch it pay back. Wash your life in it, light your darkness with it, eat your food with it conduct your business with it and above all else Serve God in it. For whatever love is and is not, it's all of, for and From Him. He is LOVE! "
By Steven Gooden
Wow! Didn’t know that! Thanks for sharing!
She don't 🦜 about that African American Black daughter. I can't stand her
I lost my husband of 27 years to covid, I know that kind of pain and its deep.
So very sorry for your loss.
My condolences xx
❤❤❤
Sorry for your loss may the God of all comfort be your comforter.
I am so sorry for your loss. May you know comfort from your memories of him.
Iman is so emotional. I have never seen her this vulnerable.
That's how she speaks...... she's not emotional, you should watch her previous interviews🤝🏾
@@ThePlotBuyer I’ve been watching her at least 40 years.
That's fantastic
@@ThePlotBuyer Agree.. but faced w lockdown & having to face her grief head on in that situation - may have sensitized her…? glad to see she is moving past it now - sooo strong - аlways has been.. feel for her as they shared a very special bond . Love David Bowie.. very special human. She will always love him eternally…💛✨✨
@@ThePlotBuyer I agree with you, Iman has a kind of forceful speaking voice. But I see her sadness around the edges here. On the verge of tears. My heart breaks for her. My best friend, my dear sister, passed away in July. A part of me died the day she died. So I’m seeing firsthand about grief. I admire Iman’s strength. I’m not strong like her. I’m sitting here crying.
On a side note, Tamron looks phenomenal in that beautiful dress.
Isn’t she stunning here?!
Not to compare losing a spouse to a parent because it can't be compared, but I truly understood helping a child grieve and not being able to. Then FINALLY grief comes and tells you it's time. Exactly how I felt when my parents passed and I had to get my little sister and kids through it.
Iman, I simply adore you. The epitome of a phenomenal woman, that you are.
Grief is Grief. If you love and live with that person
Yes you get the younger ones through it with your strength, you get everyone through then your time comes to release all that you have held. Then you are able to go on
My dad died 7 months ago I still won’t go out
@@realtv1494mine about a year ago next month. Being a daddy's girl, I'm thinking your dad wants you to be free, happy, love and to live. Call a friend or relative and go out, dare to have a little good fun. The truth will make you free.
She is just lovely, beautiful inside and out. I have always admired Iman and never knew much about her. I always had the sense that Iman is a deep river.
Don't Weep For Me in Sorrow but in Joy. To have lived and loved anything or anyone or been loved by anything or someone, means you were given life's highest reward, the Gift of Love, for to have loved and been loved is no greater achievement. Love is too abundant to count, immeasurably measurless in it's bound, it's too wise to comprehend yet infinitely finite in each experience.
I've lived to sip tea with her, eat with her, break bread with her. I've walked and ran with her and sometimes just sat beside her. Love wept with me and I with She. We laughed, cried and fought sometimes. We even parted ways but always returned. Love loved in every situation whether poor or rich. In our pain or pleasure, disappointments or surprises. Love was loyal even in betrayal. Whether near or far I always felt her heartbeat and She mine. Love showed up at times as a stranger, other times a friend, every now and then she was the enemy that once was, but never truly was. She was A family member or even a cherished pet. I heard her voice in the woo of the morning dove or the purr of a kitten. She sang to me in the melody of a song or spoke to me in the refrain of a poem. She told me many stories and tales of past present and future journeys and I shared mine with her. We shared our defeats and victories. Our shared suffering only strengthened the bond that tied the both of us together. We rose like a Phoenix from the ashes, freed from the chains of our pride that served to humble us. Thank you Love for every gaze in your eyes, every kiss and embrace. I got to pass you by and breathe your sweet aroma, hear your voice and taste the fruit of your love.I held you as a baby, maybe I was the baby held. We both gave each other life. If I say goodbye first or you to me, it won't matter for our love spans beyond the gap of death. Our Love In any amount is more than any tea cup of one lifetime could hold. My moment with you was an eternity and I am grateful. Don't weep for me in Sorrow but in Joy, for I have tasted Love. We passed in both the light and night of Life.
- Steven F Gooden -
The most beautiful of them all. Really. East african is the most beautiful of them all
Iman also changed the makeup/cosmetic game!!! Earth medium is still my favorite powder foundation. She was doing it first and set the tone for Fenty, Juvias place and all the other amazing black owned makeup lines. I'm so happy she's getting her flowers while she lives.
I lost my dad 7 years ago… I cried throughout this entire video
And being paid for service rendered in modeling is what she gotten! …. So Beautiful!♥️
Yesssssssssssssss!!
This was a beautiful interview between two beautiful ladies. I love that she wore her husband's fragrance after he passed... that is so powerful and deep but I can definitely understand it.
"I am my father's daughter" ❤️
I've echoed the same sentiment to my own partner about changing my name if/when we get married.
I knew that she was important when I first saw her in magazines as a young girl...she was and still is majestic to me. We absolutely love Iman and her beauty products! And I'm happy to see that she has found some peace after her husband's passing.
Iman is a Goddess walking on Earth. Absolutely incredible woman.
Agreed.
When I was a little girl , I had all the magazines she was in ….I was so mesmerized of her beauty!!!! Never saw some one so beautiful!!! I remember that every time I see her!!! Still gorgeous
Iman’s emotional transparency regarding her grief and loss is remarkable! David Bowie’s death was unbelievable. Iman introduced her husband to the viewing public; not David Bowie but David Jones!
Iman is an example of a beautiful and powerful black woman! Tamron did stellar job in interviewing and creating a safe and comfortable environment.
What a class act. I want to be her when I grow up and I am 50 😂😂 She is gorgeous inside and out
She's not 50, she's 66!! WOW!
Had no idea they were together for 26 years; God bless her Soul🙏🏿🙏🏿🙏🏿!!!!
Her voice is still sad. I am so sorry Iman
Pure class. Iman has shaped our lives in so many positive ways.
Iman is just so regal and intelligent. Love her!
A beautiful soul speaking with another beautiful soul
Don't Weep For Me in Sorrow but in Joy. To have lived and loved anything or anyone or been loved by anything or someone then you were given life's highest reward, the Gift of Love, for to have loved and been loved is no greater achievement. Love is too abundant to count, immeasurably measurless in it's reach, too wise to comprehend and yet infinitely finite in each experience.
I've lived to sip tea with her and eat with her. I've walked and ran with her and sometimes just sat with her. Love wept with me and I with She. We laughed and fought, sometimes parted but always returned. Love loved in every situation whether poor or rich. In our pain or pleasure, disappointments or surprises. Love was loyal even when forgotten, near of far I always felt her heart and She mine. Loved showed up at times as a stranger, other times a friend and every now and then ,she was the enemy that once was. A family member or pet even. I heard her voice in the woo of the morning dove or the purr of a kitten. She sang to me in the melody of a song or spoke to me in the refrain of a poem. She told me many tales of past present and future and I told Her mine. We loss together and won. Our shared suffering only strengthened the bond that tied us. We rose from our ashes like a Phoenix and our chains freed us from our pride and humbled us. Thank you Love for every gaze in your eyes, every kiss and embrace. I got to pass you by and breathe your aroma, hear your voice and taste the fruit of your love.I held you as a baby, maybe I was the baby held. We both gave each other life. If I say goodbye first to you or you to me, it won't matter for our love spans beyond the gap of death. Our Love In any amount is more than any tea cup of one lifetime could hold. My moment with you was an eternity and I am grateful. Don't weep for me in Sorrow but in Joy, for I have tasted Love. We passed in both the light and night of Life.
- Steven F Gooden -
IMAN Cosmetics was the first Makeup foundation I found that had a color for me. She is truly a pioneer
I have always loved David and was thrilled when Iman finally married him….
I now have my Ziggy Stardust, but he is 8 yrs old and a Pomeranian 🤗….I am so glad you came through your grieving, Be Happy Iman you are much loved 💕
I know about GRIEF!! I Been going through it n it never passes for me...I cry alot... Iman is so beautiful n so classy ...God Bless everyone ✝️🙏✝️🙏✝️🙏✝️🙏
She is still beautiful! Just gorgeous!
When one use the words "grace, poise, beauty, elegance" the name Imam must be followed. She is a black woman of class and inspiration. Both herself and her late husband David were a beautiful couple and they still are as she singly live the legacy of their love life even with his death. All the best Imam and thanks for sharing this aspect of your life
"Last year was a trying year for all of us. For the individual of us and the universal of us." Amen.
I love Iman sharing her story of letting grief come and “sit beside” her. Her beauty is radiant inside and out. And Tamron - I so appreciate your way of interviewing. You have a flow going on that is gentle, heart centered and clearly from a place of presence. I would have loved to have been in the audience that day. Many thanks.
I got to meet her at a Gala dinner for a dance company I was working with back in 1996. While I was very much hoping her husband was there he wasn't but SHE was every iota of eleganza and poise as she is here. Great interview and geat reminder that I did shake her hand nd talk with her briefly. Maya Angelou and Ashford and Simpson, and Tyson Beckford were there as well! I'm so emotional.
Wow, what an incredible memory.
Don't Weep For Me in Sorrow but in Joy. To have lived and loved anything or anyone or been loved by anything or someone, means you were given life's highest reward, the Gift of Love, for to have loved and been loved is no greater achievement. Love is too abundant to count, immeasurably measurless in it's bound, it's too wise to comprehend yet infinitely finite in each experience.
I've lived to sip tea with her, eat with her, break bread with her. I've walked and ran with her and sometimes just sat beside her. Love wept with me and I with She. We laughed, cried and fought sometimes. We even parted ways but always returned. Love loved in every situation whether poor or rich. In our pain or pleasure, disappointments or surprises. Love was loyal even in betrayal. Whether near or far I always felt her heartbeat and She mine. Love showed up at times as a stranger, other times a friend, every now and then she was the enemy that once was, but never truly was. She was A family member or even a cherished pet. I heard her voice in the woo of the morning dove or the purr of a kitten. She sang to me in the melody of a song or spoke to me in the refrain of a poem. She told me many stories and tales of past present and future journeys and I shared mine with her. We shared our defeats and victories. Our shared suffering only strengthened the bond that tied the both of us together. We rose like a Phoenix from the ashes, freed from the chains of our pride that served to humble us. Thank you Love for every gaze in your eyes, every kiss and embrace. I got to pass you by and breathe your sweet aroma, hear your voice and taste the fruit of your love.I held you as a baby, maybe I was the baby held. We both gave each other life. If I say goodbye first or you to me, it won't matter for our love spans beyond the gap of death. Our Love In any amount is more than any tea cup of one lifetime could hold. My moment with you was an eternity and I am grateful. Don't weep for me in Sorrow but in Joy, for I have tasted Love. We passed in both the light and night of Life.
- Steven F Gooden -
Met her few years ago on my red carpet coverage assignment. She was right in front of me as I was photographing her and Zac Posen together. She’s so graceful and carries herself very well. And my heavens she smells phenomenal and owned the room leaving a fragrant trail. I’ll never forget it. I need to frame my image of her along with many of my red carpet coverage work. You hit the nail in everything you said she is. Truly a Queen and iconic!
I have always loved Iman she is an Angel she exudes class, elegance, grace and is so humble. Her Love for David Bowie (Jones) was priceless they were the first power couple for me. It is so good to see her again grief is a hard thing to deal with but she has accepted his transition and is living her life. Peace and Blessings my Queen.💕🙏🏽🕉
Don't Weep For Me in Sorrow but in Joy. To have lived and loved anything or anyone or been loved by anything or someone, means you were given life's highest reward, the Gift of Love, for to have loved and been loved is no greater achievement. Love is too abundant to count, immeasurably measurless in it's bound, it's too wise to comprehend yet infinitely finite in each experience.
I've lived to sip tea with her, eat with her, break bread with her. I've walked and ran with her and sometimes just sat beside her. Love wept with me and I with She. We laughed, cried and fought sometimes. We even parted ways but always returned. Love loved in every situation whether poor or rich. In our pain or pleasure, disappointments or surprises. Love was loyal even in betrayal. Whether near or far I always felt her heartbeat and She mine. Love showed up at times as a stranger, other times a friend, every now and then she was the enemy that once was, but never truly was. She was A family member or even a cherished pet. I heard her voice in the woo of the morning dove or the purr of a kitten. She sang to me in the melody of a song or spoke to me in the refrain of a poem. She told me many stories and tales of past present and future journeys and I shared mine with her. We shared our defeats and victories. Our shared suffering only strengthened the bond that tied the both of us together. We rose like a Phoenix from the ashes, freed from the chains of our pride that served to humble us. Thank you Love for every gaze in your eyes, every kiss and embrace. I got to pass you by and breathe your sweet aroma, hear your voice and taste the fruit of your love.I held you as a baby, maybe I was the baby held. We both gave each other life. If I say goodbye first or you to me, it won't matter for our love spans beyond the gap of death. Our Love In any amount is more than any tea cup of one lifetime could hold. My moment with you was an eternity and I am grateful. Don't weep for me in Sorrow but in Joy, for I have tasted Love. We passed in both the light and night of Life.
- Steven F Gooden -
Amen 🙏🏽
While I've known her since the 80's, I don't believe I have ever seen an interview with her before. WOW! She is so beautiful, so regal, and exudes a personal power that is difficult to put into words. I am so impressed.
Wow, she express herself with so much grace.
👍🏾 yes
I LIVED for Iman Cosmetics back in the day! I felt so empowered and beautiful wearing it and knowing it was makeup with “me” in mind. My sister was a little tomboyish at one point and would not even consider makeup, but when I put her on to the lipsticks in the line, that changed her up- she still has her own style but will work her glam because of Iman. :-)
I loved loved loved her makeup
Don't Weep For Me in Sorrow but in Joy. To have lived and loved anything or anyone or been loved by anything or someone, means you were given life's highest reward, the Gift of Love, for to have loved and been loved is no greater achievement. Love is too abundant to count, immeasurably measurless in it's bound, it's too wise to comprehend yet infinitely finite in each experience.
I've lived to sip tea with her, eat with her, break bread with her. I've walked and ran with her and sometimes just sat beside her. Love wept with me and I with She. We laughed, cried and fought sometimes. We even parted ways but always returned. Love loved in every situation whether poor or rich. In our pain or pleasure, disappointments or surprises. Love was loyal even in betrayal. Whether near or far I always felt her heartbeat and She mine. Love showed up at times as a stranger, other times a friend, every now and then she was the enemy that once was, but never truly was. She was A family member or even a cherished pet. I heard her voice in the woo of the morning dove or the purr of a kitten. She sang to me in the melody of a song or spoke to me in the refrain of a poem. She told me many stories and tales of past present and future journeys and I shared mine with her. We shared our defeats and victories. Our shared suffering only strengthened the bond that tied the both of us together. We rose like a Phoenix from the ashes, freed from the chains of our pride that served to humble us. Thank you Love for every gaze in your eyes, every kiss and embrace. I got to pass you by and breathe your sweet aroma, hear your voice and taste the fruit of your love.I held you as a baby, maybe I was the baby held. We both gave each other life. If I say goodbye first or you to me, it won't matter for our love spans beyond the gap of death. Our Love In any amount is more than any tea cup of one lifetime could hold. My moment with you was an eternity and I am grateful. Don't weep for me in Sorrow but in Joy, for I have tasted Love. We passed in both the light and night of Life.
- Steven F Gooden -
That is beautiful
The lipsticks were my favorite - Iman was thinking of us long before anyone else was.
Me to I wish she would relaunch
I,ve always loved Iman...she is such a beautiful and elegant woman❤❤
Don't Weep For Me in Sorrow but in Joy. To have lived and loved anything or anyone or been loved by anything or someone then you were given life's highest reward, the Gift of Love, for to have loved and been loved is no greater achievement. Love is too abundant to count, immeasurably measurless in it's reach, too wise to comprehend and yet infinitely finite in each experience.
I've lived to sip tea with her and eat with her. I've walked and ran with her and sometimes just sat with her. Love wept with me and I with She. We laughed and fought, sometimes parted but always returned. Love loved in every situation whether poor or rich. In our pain or pleasure, disappointments or surprises. Love was loyal even when forgotten, near of far I always felt her heart and She mine. Loved showed up at times as a stranger, other times a friend and every now and then ,she was the enemy that once was. A family member or pet even. I heard her voice in the woo of the morning dove or the purr of a kitten. She sang to me in the melody of a song or spoke to me in the refrain of a poem. She told me many tales of past present and future and I told Her mine. We loss together and won. Our shared suffering only strengthened the bond that tied us. We rose from our ashes like a Phoenix and our chains freed us from our pride and humbled us. Thank you Love for every gaze in your eyes, every kiss and embrace. I got to pass you by and breathe your aroma, hear your voice and taste the fruit of your love.I held you as a baby, maybe I was the baby held. We both gave each other life. If I say goodbye first to you or you to me, it won't matter for our love spans beyond the gap of death. Our Love In any amount is more than any tea cup of one lifetime could hold. My moment with you was an eternity and I am grateful. Don't weep for me in Sorrow but in Joy, for I have tasted Love. We passed in both the light and night of Life.
- Steven F Gooden -
She’s beautiful inside and out. Love her energy
Very classy, elegant, beautiful, intelligent, charitable, humble. A true queen indeed. 👸🏾🙏🏾💝
"NOT MR.S JONES" im screaming lmaoooo
BLACK EXCELLENCE THANK YOU FOR BEING AN INSPIRATION TO ME AND THE WORLD BOTH TAMRON AND IMAN
Don't Weep For Me in Sorrow but in Joy. To have lived and loved anything or anyone or been loved by anything or someone then you were given life's highest reward, the Gift of Love, for to have loved and been loved is no greater achievement. Love is too abundant to count, immeasurably measurless in it's reach, too wise to comprehend and yet infinitely finite in each experience.
I've lived to sip tea with her and eat with her. I've walked and ran with her and sometimes just sat with her. Love wept with me and I with She. We laughed and fought, sometimes parted but always returned. Love loved in every situation whether poor or rich. In our pain or pleasure, disappointments or surprises. Love was loyal even when forgotten, near of far I always felt her heart and She mine. Loved showed up at times as a stranger, other times a friend and every now and then ,she was the enemy that once was. A family member or pet even. I heard her voice in the woo of the morning dove or the purr of a kitten. She sang to me in the melody of a song or spoke to me in the refrain of a poem. She told me many tales of past present and future and I told Her mine. We loss together and won. Our shared suffering only strengthened the bond that tied us. We rose from our ashes like a Phoenix and our chains freed us from our pride and humbled us. Thank you Love for every gaze in your eyes, every kiss and embrace. I got to pass you by and breathe your aroma, hear your voice and taste the fruit of your love.I held you as a baby, maybe I was the baby held. We both gave each other life. If I say goodbye first to you or you to me, it won't matter for our love spans beyond the gap of death. Our Love In any amount is more than any tea cup of one lifetime could hold. My moment with you was an eternity and I am grateful. Don't weep for me in Sorrow but in Joy, for I have tasted Love. We passed in both the light and night of Life.
- Steven F Gooden -
I honor her for keeping her grief to herself. I CANNOT imagine how hard it must've been for her. The world misses David Bowie. But WE did NOT KNOW HIM. WE CONTINUE TO WISH HER PEACE.
What an amazing woman! I can’t even imagine Iman’s grief. We all loved David Bowie but she loved and still loves David Jones. I just want to hug her. 💔❤️❤️❤️
Iman is so precious and beautiful. I truly wish her well and happiness. Very lovely in the inside out.
IMAN IS EVERYTHING!!!!
I really relate to the grief ...I lost my dad in 2016 but around the Holidays its still hard.
She came to America and never felt the pressure to change her tone to sound American. I love her! ❤️ everyone should learn from her.
I agree..she still has the somali accent after almost 50 years in America.
@@tulip9764That accent do not goes away easily.
When your soulmate transitions, it is a real powerful,mental, emotional,physical,spiritual,and financial change ! You really feel like a part of you left with them. The memories help you process,therapy,wearing their clothes,smelling their cologne,perfume,looking at videos and pictures help. The memories are what we have to cherish. I know EXACTLY, how she feels,great ,good,bad, indifferent days,but I THANK YAH FOR THE TIME I HAD WITH HIM 🙏🏿🤗😊
For me Iman is the epitome of grace, dignity and inner beauty. When you first see her you are struck by her obviously stunning physical beauty, but within moments of hearing her speak, you are completely taken by the inner beauty she exudes. Very few people in this world have that quality. I am a Caucasian women from Newfoundland Canada - I have not been exposed to or taken by many "famous people" in my ordinary, sheltered, small piece of the world I call home - but she is one person I would love to break bread with as I know I would be forever changed just by the experience. Having lost my true love in 2017, her words were a comfort. Thank you Tamron for this beautiful gift.
Iman self hate. Her skin color is the reason!
She is an absolute treasure.
Well done and well said Queen Iman, Black America/Women of Color/African Women are extremely Proud of you. God bless you for standing in for change that (as of now) been seen and witnessed across the globe 🌎. 👏👏🏾👏🏼👏🏿👏🏻👏🏽👌✌🏿👌🏽
Unfortunately, *women of color* would not do the same for her! *Black women* across the globe must stand together in *unison!* To see everlasting change! Period 🤷🏽
Still beautiful inside and out love her
Loved this interview. So touching. Iman is still so beautiful. ❤️❤️❤️
Don't Weep For Me in Sorrow but in Joy. To have lived and loved anything or anyone or been loved by anything or someone then you were given life's highest reward, the Gift of Love, for to have loved and been loved is no greater achievement. Love is too abundant to count, immeasurably measurless in it's reach, too wise to comprehend and yet infinitely finite in each experience.
I've lived to sip tea with her and eat with her. I've walked and ran with her and sometimes just sat with her. Love wept with me and I with She. We laughed and fought, sometimes parted but always returned. Love loved in every situation whether poor or rich. In our pain or pleasure, disappointments or surprises. Love was loyal even when forgotten, near of far I always felt her heart and She mine. Loved showed up at times as a stranger, other times a friend and every now and then ,she was the enemy that once was. A family member or pet even. I heard her voice in the woo of the morning dove or the purr of a kitten. She sang to me in the melody of a song or spoke to me in the refrain of a poem. She told me many tales of past present and future and I told Her mine. We loss together and won. Our shared suffering only strengthened the bond that tied us. We rose from our ashes like a Phoenix and our chains freed us from our pride and humbled us. Thank you Love for every gaze in your eyes, every kiss and embrace. I got to pass you by and breathe your aroma, hear your voice and taste the fruit of your love.I held you as a baby, maybe I was the baby held. We both gave each other life. If I say goodbye first to you or you to me, it won't matter for our love spans beyond the gap of death. Our Love In any amount is more than any tea cup of one lifetime could hold. My moment with you was an eternity and I am grateful. Don't weep for me in Sorrow but in Joy, for I have tasted Love. We passed in both the light and night of Life.
- Steven F Gooden -
Does grief really pass? Lost my husband 25 years ago and my son 5 years ago ( only child). I’m all alone and I live with grief everyday. It’s not passing. It’s come to stay .You think you are doing well sometimes then something happens to pull you back into that black vortex. Careless comment by someone, a birthday, holiday seasons, a smell, a restaurant, almost anything can bring the pain roaring back. I think you just learn to carry and hide your grief as it makes those around you uncomfortable. So glad for Iman she is in a different place from me. Maybe one day I’d get there too.
Pls accept my condolences. I will pray for you . Try and keep yrself busy and never lose faith in God .
You will
@@Aurora-uh9nk 🙏thank you
I lost my mother in 2006, and you are so right about hiding your grief for those around you.As the years pass they just expect you to have accepted the rhetoric of : them "being in a better place", etc.Christmas and Mothers Day are the worst.
Iman is one of the most beautiful women on this planet!
Iman the ICONIC trailblazer. So beautiful and always poise
Don't Weep For Me in Sorrow but in Joy. To have lived and loved anything or anyone or been loved by anything or someone then you were given life's highest reward, the Gift of Love, for to have loved and been loved is no greater achievement. Love is too abundant to count, immeasurably measurless in it's reach, too wise to comprehend and yet infinitely finite in each experience.
I've lived to sip tea with her and eat with her. I've walked and ran with her and sometimes just sat with her. Love wept with me and I with She. We laughed and fought, sometimes parted but always returned. Love loved in every situation whether poor or rich. In our pain or pleasure, disappointments or surprises. Love was loyal even when forgotten, near of far I always felt her heart and She mine. Loved showed up at times as a stranger, other times a friend and every now and then ,she was the enemy that once was. A family member or pet even. I heard her voice in the woo of the morning dove or the purr of a kitten. She sang to me in the melody of a song or spoke to me in the refrain of a poem. She told me many tales of past present and future and I told Her mine. We loss together and won. Our shared suffering only strengthened the bond that tied us. We rose from our ashes like a Phoenix and our chains freed us from our pride and humbled us. Thank you Love for every gaze in your eyes, every kiss and embrace. I got to pass you by and breathe your aroma, hear your voice and taste the fruit of your love.I held you as a baby, maybe I was the baby held. We both gave each other life. If I say goodbye first to you or you to me, it won't matter for our love spans beyond the gap of death. Our Love In any amount is more than any tea cup of one lifetime could hold. My moment with you was an eternity and I am grateful. Don't weep for me in Sorrow but in Joy, for I have tasted Love. We passed in both the light and night of Life.
- Steven F Gooden -
Iman is a Queen and I adore Bowie!
Several years ago I saw Bowie in concert at a small venue in Los Angeles ,he was absolutely mesmerizing and completely captivating,I feel the same way about her ,she’s such a beautiful ,elegant articulate woman ,I remember the day he died I still miss him ,I can’t imagine his she and her children feel.
Iman gave me the opportunity to work as a 'dresser' for her when she modeled in a fashion show here in my island country. Such a beautiful woman - then and even now I'm seeing her again after many years.
Iman is so beautiful!
Is it possible for someone to be this regal and Beautifu, my God!
Still Beautiful as ever. I Always loved her from back in the day, she is a legend. Iman just think of the beautiful times you and hubby had together. May God give you the grace to move on. Beautiful memories to hold on to. Such a classy woman.
Timeless beauty and elegance👌🏾💕
Don't Weep For Me in Sorrow but in Joy. To have lived and loved anything or anyone or been loved by anything or someone, means you were given life's highest reward, the Gift of Love, for to have loved and been loved is no greater achievement. Love is too abundant to count, immeasurably measurless in it's bound, it's too wise to comprehend yet infinitely finite in each experience.
I've lived to sip tea with her, eat with her, break bread with her. I've walked and ran with her and sometimes just sat beside her. Love wept with me and I with She. We laughed, cried and fought sometimes. We even parted ways but always returned. Love loved in every situation whether poor or rich. In our pain or pleasure, disappointments or surprises. Love was loyal even in betrayal. Whether near or far I always felt her heartbeat and She mine. Love showed up at times as a stranger, other times a friend, every now and then she was the enemy that once was, but never truly was. She was A family member or even a cherished pet. I heard her voice in the woo of the morning dove or the purr of a kitten. She sang to me in the melody of a song or spoke to me in the refrain of a poem. She told me many stories and tales of past present and future journeys and I shared mine with her. We shared our defeats and victories. Our shared suffering only strengthened the bond that tied the both of us together. We rose like a Phoenix from the ashes, freed from the chains of our pride that served to humble us. Thank you Love for every gaze in your eyes, every kiss and embrace. I got to pass you by and breathe your sweet aroma, hear your voice and taste the fruit of your love.I held you as a baby, maybe I was the baby held. We both gave each other life. If I say goodbye first or you to me, it won't matter for our love spans beyond the gap of death. Our Love In any amount is more than any tea cup of one lifetime could hold. My moment with you was an eternity and I am grateful. Don't weep for me in Sorrow but in Joy, for I have tasted Love. We passed in both the light and night of Life.
- Steven F Gooden -
She looks incredible and I am so glad that she is doing well. It's hard to lose loved ones but it's wonderful to see where she is with it. And telling people about it helps others.
Their love story reminds me of my own parents' love story. My father loved my mother more than anything and my mother loves my dad more than anyone or anything. When they were together nothing else matter, I see the same type of love between Iman and David Bowie as my parents. My mother still dreams about my dad, same as Iman she was not able to stay in the home that my dad built for her. I have never experienced that type of love but I can appreciate and admire a couple that has that type of love.
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I remember when they first got together it was epic and I loved Bowies music from the first in the early 70’s along with the group Queen😌😌😌
This lady is not aging anywhere ? Wow ! She is 60 what ? She is blessed , blessed , blessed . This is what self care and genetics combined with discipline look like . You spoke with strength , power and elegance !!!
She's actually 66 years old
Beautiful beautiful interview. I have always appreciated Iman,
A black celebrity with values and morals.
I see the love, sadness, joy and FINALLY PEACE, in her eyes
SHEER BEAUTIFULNESS. MY GOD! LITERAL AFRICAN QUEEN🙏🏾❤️
I bow down💯
A woman in a class of her own. I pray that she continues to find comfort and strength. Much love to you Iman and to your family.
Wooow!!! She looks great! Sending prayers to her! 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼
Don't Weep For Me in Sorrow but in Joy. To have lived and loved anything or anyone or been loved by anything or someone then you were given life's highest reward, the Gift of Love, for to have loved and been loved is no greater achievement. Love is too abundant to count, immeasurably measurless in it's reach, too wise to comprehend and yet infinitely finite in each experience.
I've lived to sip tea with her and eat with her. I've walked and ran with her and sometimes just sat with her. Love wept with me and I with She. We laughed and fought, sometimes parted but always returned. Love loved in every situation whether poor or rich. In our pain or pleasure, disappointments or surprises. Love was loyal even when forgotten, near of far I always felt her heart and She mine. Loved showed up at times as a stranger, other times a friend and every now and then ,she was the enemy that once was. A family member or pet even. I heard her voice in the woo of the morning dove or the purr of a kitten. She sang to me in the melody of a song or spoke to me in the refrain of a poem. She told me many tales of past present and future and I told Her mine. We loss together and won. Our shared suffering only strengthened the bond that tied us. We rose from our ashes like a Phoenix and our chains freed us from our pride and humbled us. Thank you Love for every gaze in your eyes, every kiss and embrace. I got to pass you by and breathe your aroma, hear your voice and taste the fruit of your love.I held you as a baby, maybe I was the baby held. We both gave each other life. If I say goodbye first to you or you to me, it won't matter for our love spans beyond the gap of death. Our Love In any amount is more than any tea cup of one lifetime could hold. My moment with you was an eternity and I am grateful. Don't weep for me in Sorrow but in Joy, for I have tasted Love. We passed in both the light and night of Life.
- Steven F Gooden -
I have loved Iman since I first saw her doing her makeup on television almost 40 years ago. I was so young and I am Caucasian. She was this glorious woman just putting herself together in about 5 minutes. I was mesmerized by her physical beauty and elegance. I also loved David Bowie, his music; his brilliance! What a pair when these two united. God bless Iman for sharing their love and memories... 🥰
I love and have so much respect for this lady and her husband David Bowie. What a lady!
She worked hard for her business as a model...she makes no excuses...she worked hard and spoke up when she needed to. However, she is so sweet and not bitter about anything. Love her:)
Same here I love her cosmetics, such a beautiful woman...🙏🏾