The more I aged and the bigger or more mature my stomach, ass and thighs got…the less I revealed. I’ve never worn a size bigger than a 12 my entire life, but somewhere down the timeline, I started over thinking my body’s image! And even now, no matter how many compliments I receive from both men and women about my body, I still give a side eye instead of a simple thank you!
I BLAME IT ON MY BABIES…you see:
My dreams of acting and modeling were stunted after my first taste of classroom teaching. I was hooked. As a twenty something high school teacher who still looked like a high school student, I made the decision to be taken seriously by any means necessary and that involved always acting professional and dressing conservatively…VERY CONSERVATIVE! And because I always thought it was important to live within the same community as my students (except for one position😏) the chances of bumping into them after work were guaranteed! So I mummified myself in public but performed “Private Dancer” stripteases in front of my mirror or man behind closed doors.
I still long for the hippie flower child freedom I exhibited before having children. So now that I’m an empty nester. Meaning, I no longer teach high school and all my babies are GROWN. Perhaps, I can get naked! My 50th is just around the corner in March and every milestone birthday I promise myself a liberation or revealing party: A staged scantily dressed photo shoot or exotic dance where I can have a Badu Window Seat moment. So if it doesn’t happen this March, forgive me now for becoming that one video sensation, tutu-dancing 70-year young elder who twerks in the streets and makes it rain! 😜 And don’t blame it on the alcohol…fault the Catholic School girl in me!😇😈
So many social platforms with very little time to serve them all well? CROSS MARKETS! Yeah! Being that I’m still a “nobody” by subscriber and viral standards, I am sure to bug some of the same people. But hey! They are free to move about the social cabin, right?Creating new and fresh content is hard work, my people! I admire those who make it look easy.
Here is my latest Books in Our Image plug floating and surfacing in social spaces. I hope you enjoy it! So much so… that your excitement leads you to here.
Wow! I have missed you! I have neglected blogging but I am still working the publishing circuits. Soooooo many blessings and opportunities are coming together all at once. It is difficult to strike a balance, especially when I enjoy being a lazy loner. 🤷🏽♀️However, I won’t complain!
My latest project is kicking off quite well! They say the third one is a charm and I am convinced that they were telling the truth! My illustrator, Sylvia “Gbaby” Cohen and I struck a harmonious creative relationship and I am honored to have my words graced by the pages of her artwork! If you are searching for a book to gently, without preaching, teach our children the path to discovering who they are, minus material possessions, name-brands and false securities, you need to visit Amazon and purchase your copy today! Please feel free to share a written or recorded book review! They are worth more than coins!
Here’s the deal: I looooove brainstorming ideas, writing books and dreaming about possibilities. Meeting deadlines, however, are not my thing. I told readers in the intro that my postings would be self-centered and random. I’m HONEST!😛
But if you are still checking for the Sangoddess to speak… stay with me. I am a one-woman show who still has to work for someone else for a paycheck so time is limited (cutting my hair frees up quite a bit… lol). Still, I’m dreaming and thinking of a master plan to turn my passions into prosperity!
Meanwhile, check out my latest baby, Lil’ Irene Loves Big Earrings. She is due to hit the Amazon shelves by the end of this week…another deadline😞. Of course, purchase details will soon follow this shameless self horn tooting! “How else will we know people are coming if they don’t toot their own horns?” Some witty bragger once said.
Stop by Books In Our Image or follow Books in Our Image or check out Books in Our Image here. Just remember, all of these platforms are managed by a single woman with a job in case they are not updated frequently.😘
And please visit my bad ass illustrator, Gbaby! I am so blessed and honored to have my pages visually mastered with her beautiful art pieces.
Your visits and comments are welcomed, loved and appreciated!
This is that real woman shit I’m talking about right here!When we actually connect and share on deep-rooted levels as women…a sisterhood bond is awakened. We become each other’s biggest relationship goal supporters…even if it involves our ex!
However, one possible problem or challenge may arise if the women feel a sense of ownership, control or entitlement where the MAN they both share/shared (depending on the honesty of the trio) is concerned. In reality and spiritual/universal law, the MAN owes his life force to only his Creator and those he create (depending on your religious make-up). He is FREE to make a commitment to his current wife/woman while keeping previous or present relationships that tie him to various women.
Whether women dislike it, attempt to control it or get upset over it, HE’S FREE TO BE! There are no Human Contracts. The real issue is whether all parties can respectfully honor the established boundaries of their various relationship and commitment types. There will be NO PEACE if the women fail to trust and respect each other’s positions, especially if they are dealing with a lying, manipulative, push-over, pussy controlled male whose self-worth feeds off adversary women fighting over him! Or any man who prefers the women in his life remain cold, isolated strangers and only he is allowed to facilitate their interactions, serving as THE MIDDLEMAN (pun intended).
The chances of finding virgin or childless adults are rare. Most adults come with a past and/or baggage. So in order to have PEACE, men need to make themselves comfortable seated at the table with all their “women” wearing big girl panties, and women need to make sure men are king-ready before being talked out of wearing any.
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY GODDESSES!😘
It’s like promising to never eat candy after a teeth cleaning or vowing to be celibate after a Pap smear or cutting all your hair off after a breakup or scrubbing clean and burning sage after negative people have occupied your home…
My ten-day Master Cleanse kicked off a clean living frenzy! My kitchen is old and outdated but I revived it by rearranging furniture, removing the stove, downsizing the fridge, adding my Urban Rebounder and updating cooking gadgets and utensils.
Removing large, energy sucking appliances allows space for trampoline jumping and exercising. What better place and time to get in a little cardio and stretching than a kitchen? Plus, it reminds me of how my food and exercise connect.
Similar to my laundromat/gym business idea: Most people sit, smoke, eat or watch television while waiting at a laundromat. Why not get an exercise quickie in while you wait instead? I’m sure this already exists somewhere in the world!
I ended the detox twenty pounds lighter and renewed my commitment to eating mainly wholesome home-cooked and raw foods. So far, my kitchen has been filled with pots of vegetable soups and beans, chopping boards of fresh produce and a blender of fresh ingredients.
Once again, I’m promising to stay the course. However, lifestyle changes CHANGE! LIFE HAPPENS! Stress and emotional eating are real. Right? So I prefer to call it lifestyle tuning instead of changing. Our bodies require regular check-in’s, up’s and out’s in order that we make positive choices. This way, I won’t beat myself up or make excuses for not sticking to the last LIFE STYLE CHANGE I made!