This Is For You

Dear Broken-hearted Girl,

You are beautiful.  When I started this blog three years ago, you were who I had in mind.  Everything about you is beautifully and wonderfully made.  Heartbreak is tough.  It is one of the hardest emotions one can ever experience.  But don't give up!  

You've probably heard a million times "he's still out there" or "in a few years, you'll forget about him".  Nevermind "him".  This is a place for you.  It's a place for you to reclaim your beauty, and your joy.  It's a place for you to be empowered.   To laugh, relate, and fill your bucket.  To let your hair down and be imperfect.  Indeed, one day "he" probably will come along.  And by that time, the love of your life will be you.

My friend, I extend to you heartfelt words and years of frog smooching wisdom.  Know that your mental, emotional, spiritual, and physical well-being are most important always.  Nourish it with hugs and laughter from time spent with friends and family.  Occupy yourself with activities that you enjoy and challenge yourself by finding new ones.  Look lovingly upon your reflection in the mirror and say out loud "I am beautiful".  Because you are.  And one (of even a slew of) bad relationships do not define your worth.

Love always, 



Adjust Your Crown: Tips for Dealing with Haters

Got haters? Adjust your crown.

Got haters? Adjust your crown.

Conflict is unavoidable.  Sometimes it fosters creative problem solving, and lends to unique win-win resolutions where everyone benefits.  Then there are those conflicts that are just plain petty.  That co-worker who hits 'Reply All' in an attempt to publicly shame others.  Or even worse, (in)direct social media jabs.  Sure, it's easy to say "ignore it...move on".  Getting there is the hard part.  It requires you to adjust your crown.

What do I mean by that?  Have you ever watched an old black and white movie where the leading lady's feathers get ruffled?  Back then distinction, grace, class, and downright snobbery were the medicine used to treat those suffering from hateritis.  Memories of Bette Davis waiving a dismissive hand or doling out a biting one-liner continue to warm my heart.  She adjusted her crown very well.

Ladies, there are rules to this game.  Throwing shade like Ms. Davis takes years of practice.  Quite frankly, I'm not even on that level yet. But as my mother always said "class will tell". So let's start with the basics.

1) Everyone has a story

 We all have our struggles.  We all deal and heal in our own ways.  With that being said, you may or may not know what the other person has going on in their lives.  Do they feel unwanted or unloved?  Are they lonely?  Could they, or someone they love, be dealing with health issues?  It is easy to dismiss someone as being miserable.  Failure to see life from their lenses can create unnecessary tension in your relationship with them.  Asking yourself "why" can go a long way in determining how you handle their brand of pettiness.

2) Use the Right Forum to Vent

If you see an indirect post on Facebook about you, it's natural to want to respond or put up a post of your own.  DON'T.  Going tit for tat only validates their foolishness, bringing you to their level.  You have a crown on your head girl.  And no one should be allowed to knock it down.  

Do you have a friend that you love and trust?  I'm talking about the one that helps calm you down.  Not the one who comes to your house with a ski mask at 1AM ready to roll.  Again I say: DON'T. (I've had a few of those friends over the years, and oddly enough, I've noticed that they tend to have constant turmoil in their lives.  Co-winky dink?  I think not.)  Leave the drama out of writing (social media, email, text or otherwise), and just talk.  Simply verbalizing the issue can help you feel at ease about your situation.  You might even resolve it on your own by having a comforting ear and fresh perspective.  Remember, even if you delete it, screenshots and written messages can live forever.  Honor the crown.

3) Respond Appropriately

And by appropriately I mean determine whether you should respond at all.  Several factors should be taken into consideration.  A few of them are as follows:

  • Does this person fly off of the handle often?  
  • Can your life be significantly impacted in some way by what they've done?  
  • Do they just need to be put in their place?  

Admittedly, it's hard for me to let stuff go without addressing it.  I may let it die down a bit at first, but I'm a "get to the root of the problem so it doesn't happen again" kind of girl.  Usually my method of choice for a warning shot is a compliant response that exposes the individual's shenanigans.  If that doesn't work then being direct is the best way to go.  Set expectations for how you want to be treated, keeping the esteem of all parties in mind.  

Bonus: Everything comes around full circle.  If you're patient, you will find that the universe works itself out.  Trust me.  It's true.

4) Be Productive

Depending on the issue, you might not have the opportunity to address it.  Or you may have decided that it's not worth your time, effort, or energy.  You might still be perturbed even if you've decided on this course of action.  Recently my godmother blessed me with a catchphrase that I adore, "when you're blue, find something to do."  Blue doesn't have to be depressed or sad - you could be mad as hell.  Put that energy into a project.  Do you have home improvement projects in queue?  Is there a hobby that you've wanted to pick up?  Finding ways to better use your time is a great way to blow off some steam.  It serves a dual purpose.  Now you're not only dealing with your issue effectively, you're taking time to improve yourself.  

5) Celebrate

Effectively resolving conflict is difficult for most of the population.  Navigating through your emotions, and those of others can exhaust a lot of energy.  Take time to relax.  Reflect on what went well, what you might want to do differently next time, and bask in the glory of your perfectly perched crown.  You deserve it :-).


Infinite Beauty

They arrived when I was 12 - one year before what my mother called "the curse" (or menstruation).  They were the topic of discussion quite often...and I hated it.  I barely noticed them until I acquired the nickname "hips" from close family members.  I vividly remember staring at them in the reflection of my mother's car door.  Ignoring the fact that the curvature in it created a fun house mirror effect, my disgust for them grew.

Through most of my teenage years, I did what I could to hide them.  Baggy sweatpants and long shirts felt like a gift from God.  I could cover up and not be ashamed of what lied underneath .  A comment in passing from my childhood best friend while we were trying on dresses for our senior prom was the first clue that the "situation" wasn't as bad as I thought.

"You've been hiding all of THAT under those baggy clothes.  You're shaped like a Coca-Cola bottle."

"Is that a good thing," I asked.

"Uh yeah. It's great. I wish I had a body like that."

Imagine that.  What once made me feel awkward, and isolated - a body part that I loathed was actually a blessing.  Life can be funny that way.  It takes for someone else to share their perspective for us to appreciate what we have.  

A common theme among many women that I've talked to over the years is a distaste for their body.  Whether it be their tree trunk legs or 100 pounds they wanted to shed.  Their expressions of discomfort ranging from a comment about plastic surgery in passing to constantly obsessing about how they wanted to change themselves.  Don't get me wrong, I think we should all strive to be healthy.  But society creates false expectations of what women should look like.  At the end of the day, very few of us look as perfect as the photoshopped goddesses on the pages of magazines.  Hell the goddesses themselves don't even live up to those expectations...which is why they're photoshopped.

Whether Cindy Crawford intended for it to happen or not, it's out there.  And she gets a virtual high five from me!

Whether Cindy Crawford intended for it to happen or not, it's out there.  And she gets a virtual high five from me!

As time went on, I grew to love those curves more and more.  No longer ashamed that my measurements were 30-24-40 (once upon a time), I learned to embrace them and appreciate myself.  Dancing naked in the mirror has become one of my favorite pastimes.  Loving my imperfections increased my confidence which shined through in my interactions with others.  The ultimate compliment came a couple of weeks ago when my guy lovingly compared my curves to the symbol for infinity:


I smiled.  What was once a source of great embarrassment transformed into an infinite symbol of beauty.  Or better yet, I was the one who transformed.  And I couldn't be happier!

Pssssttt... Mothers - are you out there?  Good.  I want to share a tidbit of advice with you.  Remember to celebrate your girls' entrance into womanhood.  Adolescent years can be a turbulent time with a lot of change.  Plant seeds of positivity and encouragement into your young women so that they can carry them with them for the rest of their days.