My Psoriasis is only skin deep. My skin won’t stop me because… It’s just skin and it’s only surface deep. I am beautiful, even with my pink/white spots. My daughter looks up to me and I need to be a strong role model for her and teach her that it’s inner beauty that counts. Here’s my story: Just prior to my first Psoriasis outbreak, I was at a peak...
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I was so happy for one of my good friends, Ali, to be featured on this blog! Her story is incredible. I remember sitting down with her about 3 years ago and she told me she started her own business selling skincare. I told her, “Good luck! I will buy some eye cream from you.” I was not sure at all what she was planning or where she was going to take this business. All I knew wa...
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Ever since I was little, I wanted to build a business/brand/invention/something…but I never knew what that “thing” was. I’ve gone down a few paths before, and given some things a shot, but could never quite put my finger on what I was destined to do. Growing up, I always wanted to start a club or group in my neighborhood, but that “club” always ended up being me...
Read More »I believe it started with the phrase “Itty Bitty Titty Committee”, that’s the phrase that was what was mumbled to me in early high school. I realized I was not destined for a curvaceous womanly body; I was just a normal girl, with a normal body, and small breasts. I came to terms with my small chest. I knew which Victoria’s Secret bras would give me the ultimate effect of c...
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We are on the edge at my house. A very delicate, confusing, frustrating edge. You see, I have a nine year old. And not just any nine year old, but one of the female kind. We are teetering on the edge of being a kid and coming into her own, and let me be the first to tell you: it’s maddening. I understand it’s a struggle, and people warned me, but honestly, I thought all this drama was saved for th...
Read More »What is it really like to be me? Often times I wonder, does anybody care? But then, just as I’m feeling insecure, something or someone comes along and makes me feel really special and important. For example, when I shared last week that I had created and announced WIRL Project – the flood of emotions totally outweighed any doubt I’ve ever had in how much people love and support m...
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Until I had a baby, my boobs were fun! They gave me curves, looked great in my tops/dresses/swimsuits and they probably enjoyed resting nicely in pretty bras from stores like Victoria’s Secret. But, when I needed them most, when they actually had to be put to use; they were worthless! I prepared for this, I swear I did; I read all the books on breastfeeding, even attended a class on it. I knew all...
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