Happiness is something that we all want. Yet, so many of us have such a hard time figuring out how to be happy. We hold others accountable for our own happiness, but fail to hold ourselves accountable. We continuously try to acquire different things such as material possessions, job promotions or relationships looking for that one final thing that will make us happy. Then we finally acquire that one thing to then find that we are still not fully happy. Then we are once again a gerbil on the wheel.
As I continued to nourish my self growth and spiritual journey one thing that I now understand is happiness is a choice. This concept sounds so easy to understand, yet so many of us have such a hard time making this happen. We constantly look to others to make us happy and make decisions that don’t align with serving our pursuit of happiness. At some point I realized I had to stop looking outside of myself and start looking within.
When I moved back to Atlanta and reunited with my husband after being separated for 2 years, I decided to focus on making choices that truly served my pursuit of happiness. Happiness was my responsibility. I payed close attention to my actions, conversations and daily choices. I made sure the company that I kept also was committed to some sort of self growth. I consider myself lucky to have a husband and family who are supportive of my journey. Everyone won’t always get it, especially those who aren’t yet serving their own happiness. I’m fully committed to being the best Me that I can be. The better I am, the better I am as a Mother, Wife, Daughter, Sister and Friend. The better I am as an over all Human Being.
This Mother’s Day was totally awesome as I enjoyed the day with my BFS (best friend sisters) Becky and McCain. We talked spirituality, goals, the importance of consistency and being unapologetically selfish. Its funny how all of us are in unity in thought. We also challenge each others thought process which I find stimulating.
Now Details on the FIT. I have on a simple body tank paired with a pencil skirt. The pencil skirt is my own creation. It’s a stretch metallic cotton with a reclaimed denim waist band. I took a pair of old jeans and cut the waistband off. I simply attached it to the skirt and wallah, another success. I hope everyone enjoyed their Mother’s Day. Being a Mother is the best promotion you’ll ever receive. Don’t forget to hit the like button or share, or better yet both :). Peace and Blessings!
It feels good, no actually it feels great. I literally lose track of time. It took a while for me to get here, for me to realize just how bad I wanted this and how much I loved it. Somewhere, somehow I got lost in the slave trade. My life went a little something like this. Alarm clock, get up, get dress, off to work, drop off the kid, pick up the kid, home from work, cook, clean, watch TV, maybe workout and bedtime then repeat. I was working to live but not actually living. How boring and mundane life had become.
When I moved back to Atlanta I had the time to relax and get fully back into studying vibrations, the law of attraction and self-awareness. What had been holding me back were feelings of not being good enough. Thoughts of, what would people say? Self doubt and feeling too old. As I looked over social media I couldn’t help but feel like I missed out. I saw all these designers making their own way. Along the way, I made up so many rules to what I needed to create my own clothing. In actuality these rules were hindering me. I can laugh at myself now. To think I actually abided by these rules, which further deterred me from my gift. What I didn’t realize is it really wasn’t too late for me. I am in charge of my life and my own destiny. The more I went into silence and really determining what my heart desired, the more things became oh so clear to me. I wanted to design and most importantly, I didn’t want to do this for anyone other than myself. I need no validation from anyone. I no longer care whether anyone would like my designs as long as I liked them.
When I first moved to Atlanta to attend AIU, the next step after graduation was to move to NYC. Well, life changed. Instead of me rerouting my dream, I let life’s curve balls take me out of the game. Now I see it was just a detour. I’m just taking another route. My friends and family were so excited for me and supportive in my new endeavors. Sometimes I have so many ideas for new designs that I can not even sleep at night. The moral of the story is NEVER take yourself out of the game. FEAR and SELF DOUBT are dream killers. Surround yourself with people who will cheer you on and tell you just how fucking dope you are. Lastly, don’t follow your dreams, CHASE them. You will manifest in your life your deepest hearts desires.
This combo was inspired by the 1950s cigarette pant. We all know that high-waist pants have been the trend for a while now. I love them because they give the illusion of an hour glass shape and help to hide the tummy. I made these quite literal to those of the 50’s, with a super high-waist and wide waist band. These were self drafted, meaning no premade pattern was used. I added red piping for a little detail. The fabric is a stretch cotton. It holds and hugs the body well. I paired this 2 piece with my favorite Gucci heels. Overall this creation was a success. I hope you love it as much as I do. May you have a prosperous, positive week.