Best Friend

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Photo by Le_Choyce Photography

I’m no expert,  I can’t sprawl off what percentage of people settle into adulthood in their mid-thirties. But, I do find myself settling into adulthood now,  in my mid-thirties. The journey hasn’t been pleasant or comfortable for me the entire time, but I’ve learned so much about myself.  I knew that I’d settled into adulthood when I was able to appreciate myself as a whole. That means that I’ve come to a place in life where I can embrace my flaws,  weaknesses and strengths, and not feel as though I  to have to prove anything other than those personal truths as facts for ME.

While it’s easy to look at others and pick apart their situation,  it’s not easy to look within and pick yourself apart. I owe my ability to do that to my best friend (BFB). My BFB is an intelligent person, quick witted, physically and mentally strong, self aware, humorous, and gentle. BFB is dependable and trustworthy as well.

I have to be honest and say that it took some time for BFB and myself to finally make it click, over time we have and I’m happy for that. I learned a lot about myself in the midst of learning BFB. I’ve lost the need to feel in control of BFB’s emotions, reactions, and perspective on things, taken a step back and allow BFB to just be. Stepping back is easy, but it took time to (and I can admit that at times I still struggle with) not forcing my expectations on BFB.

It’s ok for us to be different, it’s great that our differences compliment each other so well.

And, as much as I hate to admit it, I’ve turned into “THAT WOMEN” the one who is completely content socializing, traveling, or just everyday being with BFB. I have been known to refer to BFB as my own personal personal person. (I mean, how more grand can life be….a personal person, come on!!)
Yes, I’m talking about my homie, my love, lover, ace, friend, my best friend, my HUSBAND!

In my defense, I’m not attached at the hip with BFB, we both enjoy life as the individuals we are. But like the song says “I’m a movement by myself. But, I’m a force when we’re together.” 😆 Married life, it’s the best thing since fried chicken. (For me)

I don’t say all this with the intent of painting the perfect lil blue sky, sunny day, never a cloudy day picture. There are definitely daily annoyances that occur (in any relationship between 2 or more people living together) in our marriage. We pick our battles. I mean -is him putting the spoon for the maccaroni and cheese in the green beans REALLY worth it? On the occasion that I’m just in a “not up for it today” mood, I try to bring it up in as a joking a way as I can. 😇

Marriage is something that has to be worked at on a daily basis. It takes time and effort from both parties to learn how to live in a cohesive and loving environment. Once you figure it out, life gets good!

I may not have a long list of girlfriends to call on, like back in High School. But, I have a guy who is my shoulder to lean and cry on, my personal comedian, chef, driver, travel planner, lover, companion, praying partner and most of all, he’s my best friend!

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TypeCast…

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The number one question that I’m asked about my hair is, “What kind of dreads are those?” After wearing loose natural hair for about three years I had microlocks installed.

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“Oh, microlocks, I thought those were Sisterlocks. So, what’s the difference between microlocks and sister locks?”, is usually the next question.

Sisterlocks is a trademarked hairstyling method. In order for locs to be considered “Sisterlocks” the person installing them has to be certified through the Sisterlock program. Sisterlocks are beautiful, I love the versatility they offer as far as styling options. But, my personal opinion is, they cost too much, and some certified sisterlock consultants are just that -certified, not experienced.
My stylist is not certified to install “Sisterlocks”, but has over 15 years experience with natural hair and locs. I saved hundreds of dollars having her install my locs. To this day, I can honestly say that having my locs installed was the best hair decision I’ve made.

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I LOVE MY LOCS!

Getting back to me

I had an awesome and amazing 2013. The year was eye opening for me, I accomplished some goals and learned a lot about myself.  The year ended on a high note and I was happy about that.

But, not long into 2014 things started to downward spiral, things seemed out of control. I don’t know when, exactly, I created this blog. But, you can see I’ve only posted about a vacation I took a couple months ago.

As much as I love to write, I can’t seem to find anything to talk about. Well, things finally seem to be settling down and it’s time for me to be true to myself and just write about what I love….HAIR, FASHION AND MAKEUP! Those things, along with writing, bring me peace of mind and make me happy. It is definitely time to focus more of my energy on me and the things that I enjoy.

STAY TUNED!!!!!

Saying farewell to the DR

My last full day in Punta Cana was spent lounging around, I also had a fabulous spa treatment. We enjoyed the beach,  the pools,  and had one last dinner together.
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Overall,  I truly enjoyed the vacation. It had been a long time since I’ve been able to not really worry about anyone other than myself.  I still worried about my family and halfway through the vacation I found myself thinking “I really wish my husband was here” more than I’ve admitted. I look forward to visiting again, with him.

I had fun, but was anxious about getting home to my family. So, with that said, til next time!

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Peace out!

“Turn Down for what?”

When I’m on vacation I usually like to venture out and see the sights of the land.  There were two things that stopped me from leaving the resort in Punta Cana. First,  I speak no Spanish and the natives spoke no English. Second,  I didn’t have my personal bodyguard (aka my husband) with me. There was also the issue of having no cellular service outside the resort. So, on the third day of the trip,  while my roommates and a few others were out on excursions,  I had quite a relaxing time at the resort.

I enjoyed breakfast with myself at the Italian eatery in the main building.  The table I was seated at had a great view. And I allowed myself to drift off and get caught up in the beautiful scenery. After breakfast I did a little window shopping to get an idea of what souvenirs I’d be getting for my loved ones.

After window shopping, I headed down to the beach and enjoyed the breeze off the water. It was beyond refreshing.  And of course,  had yet another beach photo shoot.

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Fun in sun with Rum Punch!

I always see commercials or movies with the most relaxing looking beach scenes. They usually include; a beach babe, a cocktail,  sunglasses, a beach hat,  lounge chair,  and some sort of entertainment like a book or headphones.  Obviously the thing that I was missing to make my experience as seamless as what I see on film was hired help. I won’t even tell you how many shots it took to get a photo that was usable.

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I could stay here FOREVER!

A few of my travel mates were at the adult only pool, Eden, so I went to meet them there. There wasn’t as much of a breeze at Eden so I was happy about my friend letting me borrow her oversized hat for the day. It provided a good amount of shade. I cooled off in the water for a bit then took in some shade under an umbrella on a lounge chair, when one finally became available. The Eden pool was much more laid back and relaxed (BORING) than we had anticipated and after so many drinks a person HAS to let loose.

Thank God for Central Pool and its daily live DJ! I don’t swim, but enjoy pools like everyone else. The DJ was spinning jam after jam. The dance party was live and the line dancing was fun! We even learned how to say “Turn down for what” in Spanish. I found a great reason to “Turn Down” actually. Once the music was no longer to my liking I headed back to the room for a nap!
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My intentions were to take a quick nap and join the rest of the group within an hour or so. I woke up two and a half hours later and met the group as they were leaving the pool to start getting dressed for dinner.

We decided, the night before, to have dinner at the Steakhouse. Apparently, I missed out on some fun times because only half of the group was able to make it to dinner. The food was ok, as usual, but we had a good time thanks to our waiter. There was also a cow sculpture crashing through the bar window that intrigued us.

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Cow!

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Had to walk out and see the rest of it.

The rest of the crew turned in early. Thanks to my nap, I was able to stay up and out all night long with my friend/roommate. We were introduced to a bitter alcohol called Fernet-Branca, it was horrible. So horrible that I researched immediately after taking my shot, while still sitting at the bar. One of the first things mentioned was that it’s an aquired taste.

We had a good time conversing and shooting the shit with the staff and other vacationers. Before we knew it they had completely broke the bar down and it was closing time. We were the last two to walk out, we literally shut the bar down.

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Turn down for what? !

I had a good day and a great night!

Relax, Relate, We Meet!

The night was long, I woke up bright, early, and sticky from sweat. My roommates were  sleep so I took the opportunity to enjoy the patio and view from our room. To my surprise the patio doors were open. This was a pleasant discovery, because it was so hot that night I thought the air had gone out in our unit. Between the sticky heat and mesquitos I found no comfort outside. So, I took advantage of the soft bedding.

It was great, a dream come true for a working mother. Vacation with the girls and we slept in every day. We stirred around that Friday morning and didn’t actually leave the room until almost noon.

We ate breakfast at the same buffet we dined at the night before. We found out that the dinner options provided true variety but breakfast was pretty universal throughout the resort. We also learned that there was a dress code for entering the food establishments.

After breakfast and on our way to the beach, we stopped off at the travel office to book offsite excursions.
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Even though the humidity was high, once we got to shore the breeze was pleasantly refreshing. The current was strong and the rip tides were at level red but we went out to enjoy the water a bit anyway.
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The most unfortunate part of my first visit to the beach was the fact that I really couldn’t get my mind to settle enough to relax as much as I wanted to. So, I decided to just take in the scenery and enjoy my immediate surroundings.
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We took in some sun for a bit and then decided to have a photo shoot. I’m a little self conscious about sharing pics of myself in swimwear. But, oh well, this is me. “If you see something your mother didn’t have, throw a hat at it!”

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Beach Babes!

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Model, Searching....
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Strike a pose, worry about the shoe later
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Werking that walk
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Sandman dreamin...

As the day progressed the rest of the group slowly trickled in. We decided to meet at the Brazilian Steakhouse themed restaurant on the resort for our meet and greet.

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The gang's all here!

The food was good and the staff was…..entertaining, to say the least.

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He had skills...

After dinner we headed to the main building for drinks and another night of Karaoke.

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We managed to smile in the midst of hunger

And more Mamajuana!!!

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Cheers to VACATION!

The crowd wasn’t as hype as the night before but we managed to turn up in spite of that.

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Hey Ya! "What's cooler than being cool?"

By the end of the night I was beat.

Carried a key…Karaoke

My travel day seemed to take forever, it was wonderful to finally land in Punta Cana.

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We had to sit idle on the runway for maybe 15 minutes. Afterwards we were escorted off the plane and shuttled off to Customs.

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Image the horror that consumed me while standing in line to clear customs, when I realized that I had no cash on hand. Luckily, I’ve traveled enough to know that I had to remain as calm as possible. Becoming frantic in that situation would only have made things worse. But, not having cash actually helped me get through customs with a breeze.  I got to skip past all the lines and was escorted to the Currency Exchange Station.

My next challenge was finding the travel booth with the information for my shuttle ride to the resort. I, again, found myself in a panic. The employees at the airport spoke very little English, add a heavy accent to that and….yeah, I got nothing.

I felt a better when I realized that, even though I don’t speak Spanish, there were people strategically place throughout the air port to ensure we got to the right place.

There were two stops before mine on the shuttle ride to the resort. By the time we got to the Hard Rock I was tired and couldn’t find much excitement. I’m lying, I was excited at the thought of ordering room service, a drink, and laying down for a while.

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The resort was massive and beautiful. My roommates met me in the lobby and took me on a brief tour of the main building. There were bars, clubs, a mini mall, and a variety of eateries to enjoy.

The day of traveling had me pretty beat, my roommates (who arrived about 3 hours before me) were feeling good from cocktails but ready for some rest as well.

We ordered a light meal from room service, took naps, showered and headed out for more drinks and more fun.

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We found ourselves at the Sun (Karaoke) Bar and I was introduced to a drink made with honey, red wine, rum, and herbs. It’s called Mamajuana…. and Mama is one smooth tasting bad girl! After my first three shots I decided to make Mama my drink for the night.

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After my 8th or 10th shot (like seriously, I lost count) the hostess shoved a microphone in my hand and I found myself belting out the lyrics to ‘Someone Like You’, then doubled as the hype man for my fellow karaoke singers.

We had a good time that night!

Vacay, I’m on my way

I was blessed with a last minute invite for 4 fantastic nights and 5 beautiful days in the Dominican Republic (Punta Cana).
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This is my first time traveling without my husband since we’ve been married. I went through a host of emotions the 14 days leading up to the trip.

My day started early. You know it’s early when you can pose for several selfies in the airport restroom, with no interruptions.
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I was afforded the opportunity to sit right next to the ONE baby on board, a 4 month old, she was quite adorable and only had one fall-out, which was prior to take-off.

First stop Charlotte, North Carolina. This trip has made me realize how dependent I am on my husband, especially during travel. But, he makes me this way. Upon landing, at my first stop, I let him know I’d made it and IMMEDIATELY got this text.
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To ease his mind, I simply replied with a photo from the gate.
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As we desended in preparation for landing my stomach got really queasy so I grabbed a (grossly overpriced) bagel sandwich, chips and drink. The total for the meal was $14.36!!

I might be weird, but airports can be quite relaxing for me depending on the circumstances. Especially when headed to the CARIBBEAN!
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The second leg of the trip was nice as well, I took these pictures between naps, believe the pilot said these are the Florida Keys.
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