"How I March"
I get it.
I really do.
I understand and feel betrayed, hurt, and lied to.
But it didn’t start with him.
It didn’t start with the one before him, or the one before him.
It started when I realized that politics was a game played by the elite.
It started when I understood that political rallies and protests were not my calling.
It started when I realized that true rebellion could only be fought first within.
So, you see, I get it. I understand the fight. I understand the fire burning within.
Some need to march. Some need to pound the pavement in protest. Some need to carry signs written in rebellion.
My fight is here. My rebellion is close to home.
I have chosen my battle. It is fought daily. It is my territory. My life.
Its on the frontlines…..of womens minds.
I fight by showing women that they are enough, worthy,and brilliant.
The war I fight is waged when women resist negativity and seep love.
It is at the basic grassroots level -hidden in the deep pockets of our thoughts
It is in every…
Decision we make
Thought we choose
Burden we bare
That is my battlefield.
That is where my revolution begins.
Those are my weapons of choice.
This is my revolution.
This is how I march.
It is a place in Africa, on the west coast where:
The cultural idea of beauty encourages consumption of high fat foods such as camel's milk, to ensure that young women attain sufficient size. Overweight individuals would be considered attractive in this culture. Stretch marks are also considered attractive, as are large ankles and bottoms. Obesity is so revered among Mauritania's population that the young girls are sometimes force-fed to obtain a weight the government has described as "life-threatening". Force-feeding has now been officially outlawed but still takes place in some areas of the country.
This REALLY made me think.
I TRY not to be consumed about my weight or numbers.
Scales are lying whores.
If all day long I am THINKING about my weight or how I look...there is a problem.
That is the EXACT definition of a bullshit obsession..Right?
But...and it is a HUGE BUTT(no pun intended!)
Its hard NOT to be SOMEWHAT consumed.
In our society we are BOMBARDED with images, magazines, models, more images
THEN- to top it off Victoria Secret Fashion Shows.
So fucking bombarded.
From the time we are little girls we are ENSLAVED by a "THOUGHT".
We are taught to "think" that SKINNY is beautiful and "curvy" is fat.
Sometimes "skinny" IS beautiful.
But that doesnt mean that "curvy" is fat!
TRUTHFULLY....I have spent most of my life chasing "thin".
Wanting to be like her
REALLY-I would love to be thin,
I am NO LONGER willing to "sell my soul" to get it..
YET- on the other side of the globe there is a place where an entire society is "enslaved" by a "thought" also.
They are the EXACT opposite THOUGHTS of THIS society.
Being FORCE-FED and ONLY thinking about putting ON weight is also a cultural struggle.
It really made me realize that "beauty" IN ITSELF is a false idol.
Vanity comes in MANY ways.
It sneaks in where you least expect it.
Always stealing your joy.
We chase "thinness"
they chase "weight".
Now that I am aware..
It helps me to understand MY INNER "struggle".
I am more aware of the deception.
So I am more aware of the destruction.
Life is too short to waste time being molded by false thoughts and perceptions.
Life is too short to waste one more thought on the weight of the issue.
Live. Love. Learn..
.and be consumed by your children, your lover, yourself, and your LIFE.
Resist a thought process designed to rob you of every spare moment in the name of self doubt and fear.
You are so much more than how much you weigh....or don't weigh.
You are every meal you have with your family.
You are every walk you take with your children.
You are every late night dessert with your husband.
You are every long walk with your Father.
You are every cupcake at your bithday party.
You are every thing.
You ARE Everything.
All at once.
All bound together by your own beliefs.
Obsess on that today.
Be enslaved by that today..
Know that today.
When you decide that taking a chance is something you owe yourself....
there is a cost.
When you decide that you will live your life courageously..
there is a cost.
When you decide that NOT being brave is more detrimental to your life than being brave...
there is a cost.
The cost for deciding to live authentically...
is others acceptance of you and the way you live.
Because when you decide to take the first step in a journey that not everyone is willing to accept...you will alienate people.
You will hear them talk.
you will hear them criticize.
you will hear the fear
Because truth is often a mirror..
and they are not ready.
you will radiate
a light that will make others question their intentions.
You will shed fear and self doubt....and gain layers and layers of uncharted territory inside your mind.
You will start to create a space for yourself that is safe.
you will realize that....
Everything you once thought about yourself....will have to be reexamined.
This is the cost.
This is the wager.
This is the spot where you decide
It is in these moments that you create your future.
You decide who will shape your thoughts.
you decide what is truth...
you decide what is real...
you decide which path to walk...
Will you let them shame you for being brave
will you seep self love?
When you think about the cost...
Remember your worth.
fight with everything you have to reconstruct the tiny pieces of yourself that have cracked
in the fight for your self worth.
Fight for the chance to breathe fire and fully inhabit your life.
Fight for the chance to be truly happy.
Pay whatever the cost is....
Do whatever it take.
Decide your OWN worth.
I try and shoot creatively for me a couple times a month.
When I envision a session in my head...it is usually a story line of some sorts.
It usually has to do with something that has affected me or something that I have gone thru.
Alot of times its not boudoir. Its more of an artistic, fine art session.
Less sex appeal...more story.
This session was inspired by changes that we all go thru in life.
It is inspired by the fact that in life...we evolve.
If we are really living and really paying attention...we will change.
We will transform from one thing to another...
Sometimes it is a quick painless change...
We have to crumble to build.....
That is the beauty of life.
In those moments...
we have choices.
We can choose to stay there and sink in it...
We rise and come clean.
We have to choose to shed and change...
We have to choose to see the light inside of ourselves.
We have to relish in the mud and growth.
Without the pain...there is no pleasure.
Without the hurt..there is no healing.
Without the mess...there is no truth.
Without the old..there is no new.
Make a choice.
Muse: Kenzie Hardin
Assistant: Sheba Vallone
I love the fact that alot of my clients come from referrals!
Because of that and because I love helping to inspire women to live more fully in their lives...
I want to grow this movement!!
So I started a referral program this month!
I mean...what could be better than that?
Here is how it works:
1. You get an amazing session at Blush and LOVE your experience!
2. You tell all your amazing friends about how it made you feel, how it changed you, how you love yourself more honestly.
3. Your amazing friend books a session.
4. YOU get $100 towards a new session OR products from previous session.
5. SHE gets $100 credit towards products!
I mean really......so. good.
Spread the word.......and make 'em Blush.
Bodysuits are a great choice for everyone because they cover alot of the areas that most women are wary of! From sleeveless to see thru...they work for all body shapes and sizes! They can make you feel a little more covered that the typical bra and panty set!
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"Don't be into trends. Don't make fashion own you, but you decide what you are, what you want to express by the way you dress and the way to live." --Gianni Versace