So last Friday, I was immensely pleased with myself for finally putting on my workout pants and parking my car in the gym lot and even signing into the fitness facility. Victory was mine! I planned on doing a spinning class, a kind of intense indoor cycling where the teacher turns out the lights and plays something loud, and the beats that we match our bike strides to make me feel stronger than Arnold Schwarzenegger in his body-builder prime. That music creates an endorphin high like no other, and I look forward to that high, because it’s the only thing that melts the week’s stress away.
When I went to Make-Up School in New York I felt like a fish out of water. Everyone dressed cooler and looked like they belonged there. I felt like the girl from A Chorus Line who said that when she got off the bus in NYC with a bag full of dreams from her small town USA she looked like a nurse. I literally wore white shoes and a white dress to the first day of class. So I can relate! Read More
Its been a good few weeks of being outside the box. What is this box I speak of? The Social Media one…The Facebook/Twitter box…the one that suggests you “like” things and draws you in like a magnet that makes you refer back to its pages multiple times a day, looking for entertainment or affirmation. Read More
I’ve had just about enough of all the drama in my life. Not to steal too much from my girl Mary J, but The BadAssMama is here to tell you that I refuse to let the expectations, limitations and generalized stereotypes of other people intrude upon my life for one more second.
Let me explain. Read More