Life stretching you thin? Me too, girl.
Life stretching you thin? Me too, girl.
Lately, I haven’t had the strength to write. It’s actually taking me forever to write this post and it’s so unfamiliar since I typically zone in and can write anything.
I’ve been doing a lot…like, running around preparing my baby sister for prom (which she absolutely slayed). I’ve been doing my church duties, friend duties, daughter duties and all the while trying to juggle my retail job, remote job, website and relentless emotional and spiritual tests. Thankfully, my list includes fun stuff, such as driving up to Canada last week for a family wedding and flying down to Georgia for another the month before. Those getaways have been so needed because I’m obsessed with my family and it brings me joy to be around them.
However, I am still.going.through.
I had the most awesome opportunity to attend Every Stylish Girl’s Sip N’ Slay, a networking brunch for girl bosses making moves in fashion, beauty and bidness. It was a day loaded with tasty eats, drinks and tantalizing conversation! The room was jam-packed with wisdom and I got to meet so many amazing women. Of course, I had to share those gems sprinkled all over the room with you boss babes.
There are days when you jump out out the beeeeeed, turn your swag on, take a look in the mirror and say “what’s up!” And some other days, you’ll just want to roll over.
Guys, remember track suits?! Not just any old kind, but Juicy track suits?! In middle school, every girl had at least one colorful pair. My recent collaboration with both Teen Vogue and Juicy Couture had me feeling nostalgic like man, “where did time go?!”
My mom always tells me how shocked she is at who I am today and I always laugh. Ya see, I used to be extremely quiet…so much so, that corny grownups would say “cat got your tongue?” almost everyday of my kid life. I also didn’t like people much…I preferred my mom and the rest of my family lol.
I’m not a follower. I’m not easily swayed. I like being my own boss. I know what I want, how I want it…and yeah. I’m sure of myself…in a good, black girl magic kind of way. This past year, though?! I’ve been wrecked. Like literally, I’ve been facing situations that have rocked my world back to back. God has shown me time and time again there are simply things that I cannot control.
I can, however, take charge of how I respond to the situations I face in life and honeyyy, so can you. It’s time we redefine taking charge of our lives. Let’s make this quick and easy, shall we?
Hello, Adorners! Hope you all are well into showing Monday who’s boss. If you haven’t yet put on your armor — do so! Tarah created a dope newsletter — show your support through signing up, you won’t regret it. You even get a freebie!
I’m sure by now you guys can see that I am Tarah’s personal cheerleader. We were meant to be sisters and I can’t stress that fact enough. We genuinely root for each other’s dreams and I think that as sisters and best friends that’s really important. The love is real y’all!
I’ve never been a people pleaser so it has always been easy for me to go about my business. To…ya know, do me regardless of what people’s opinions were. I accepted the notion “everyone won’t always like you” early.
This aspect of myself has only continued to blossom. I’ve always been conscious of who I was/am in Christ and representing Him in the best ways possible. So nowadays, if an issue arises, I respond right when I was wronged. Or, if I hurt anyone, I apologize. Simple. Pride isn’t necessary. A petty remark isn’t worth compromising my character in Christ.
Do you guys remember when social media went crazy trying to figure out if that “the dress” was white and gold or blue and black? I went through the same thing while wearing this dress. Is it a red dress or is it orange? To me, it’s clearly red…just with an orange tint lol.
Perception is everything, they say. In this case, I must agree. Since we’re talking all about love this month on Adorned in Armor (be sure to catch up on this post and this one, too), I find it a must to discuss how we walk in love.