"... Traveled down the road and back again..."

Here I am again saying ok so it won't be this long next time. When the truth is, who's to say? Ya know what?!? Crap happens. It's been a long few weeks full of birthday parties, "adult-like" obligations that I feel I'm required to attend, and big time family decisions. Whoopty doo. People understand. Most of the time. And if they don't, tell them to kick rocks. Ok maybe I shouldn't be publishing this:/ anyways. The purpose of this is to remind you that even on your very worst "terrible horrible no good very bad day" or week or month. The sure fire way to take your worries away, or at least give you a good laugh is to have a "bitch buddy" some may call that just a friend, but rest assured that is NOT the same thing. Well, sorta. Except this one is way cooler! You call them, don't give them time to say hello, and you just lay it all down. Tell them about your crappy day and the horrible people you have dealt with. Tell them you're broke and just want a dollar burger. Tell them the illegal anxiety meds you wish you had smuggled in your bra. Tell them WHATEVER you need to tell them until you feel better. So what if the guy at the stop light saw you wipe your nose on your scarf because you're crying so hard. Who freakin cares?!? Just make yourself feel better. And I promise you, you will always feel better after a good vent session. Moral of the story. Find a few good friends. Scream, cuss, cry, punch (not them obviously), stomp your feet. Whatever. Get it out. Regroup. Fix your mascara. And go on about your pretty little day:) my group has had an earful lately and I'm not promising we are out of the quicksand just yet, but they're the best. And I always want them to know:) grab your closest friend. Hug them and stuff. Tell them they are pretty. Then tell yourself the same thing ya big cry baby. Until next time. Xoxo

The Naked Truth

Naked. Yes, naked. Is that a hard word to swallow? After having a baby it is for me. Things don't sit in the same place they used to. They don't look the same as they used to. I mean CRAP, they don't even feel the way they used to. Lets just be real for a minute, it just aint pretty. Being a hairstylist, I talk to lots of women day in and day out, and they all do the EXACT same thing. "GAHHH Brittany. I hate this mirror. It makes me look fat." "Do you see all these gray hairs?!?!" "OMG look at this roll." I could go on and on about all the negative comments people say about themselves. And im guilty of the exact same thing. I could almost guarantee every female is. We are all our worst critics. Its hard not to be when you get online and see people like Kim Kardashian, who a month after giving birth to little ole North West, has already bounced back to this rock hard super bod. I mean it truly makes me go " YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FREAKING KIDDING ME!!" But what we don't see is when Kim goes home. Im quite certain she stands naked in front of the mirror just like the rest of us and points something out about herself that she would like to change. We all do that. Why?? Why do we feel the need to compare ourselves to others? How much sense does it make for me to compare my 5'10 post partum body to someone who is 5'2 and never had a kid? NONE!! Its ridiculous, actually. The truth of it all, I have stretch marks, and I bet you do too. Somewhere. I nursed. These tata's aren't exactly picture perfect. In fact, they are quite tragic. But WHO CARES?!?! Unless you plan on being a porn star extrodinaire, and in that case, bravo for you, how many people do you plan on showing them to?!?! Im squishy. I need to go to the gym and tone my butt up so it sits where it once did, but ya know what? Im probably not going to if im being realistic, because I HATE working out!! Hate it! With a passion. Annnnnd, I just flat out don't have the stinkin' time. Props to those of you who love it and stick to your guns on pumping iron and such. Ok. so with that being said, lets try to start a new little something something. Lets try to point out things that you do like about your body. Things that you are happy with. Whether it be your eyes, your feet, or the fact that that you don't have a "bingo arm." (Flappy arm skin that hangs and jiggles if you move too quickly) Find SOMETHING positive and brag on yourself. See how much better you feel after pointing out the positive instead of the negative. Lets stop comparing ourselves to others and love who we are. Jiggles and all. Go take all of your clothes off and stand in front of the mirror and hug yourself or something. You deserve it you sexy beast, you. until next time. xoxo

"..Your hair is it put up or fallin' down.."

I PROMISE it wont take this long for every post. With Labor Day and a crazy work week, I just fell short. OK!!! So I have a video. Its just a quick and easy, yet fun and funky, hair tutorial. its one that can seriously be done faster than a diaper change and I have become Quick Draw McGraw when it comes to those bad boys. I am seriously in love with this cute little style. I do need everyone to know how bad my stage fright is. Granted, no I wasn't really in front of people, but knowing people are going to watch made me suuuuuper nervous. So just excuse me and my awkwardsness. :) ALSO! I have been researching LOTS of fun things to share in the future, but I need some legit feedback. come on people! GAH help me out. what are you interested in? what do you want to see more of? because if you don't chime in I'll just do what I want and that can sometimes be a strange road to travel. A couple more things.. the beauty swap I mentioned in the last post starts the 13th so I should have some good product reviews before too long. Annnnnd last but not least, HUGE HUGE HUUUUUGE shout out to my old roommate Demanda for editing my videos for me. I would have no idea on Gods green earth what to do had it not been for her! that being said, enjoy the video :) xoxo

http://youtu.be/o8-hto318DI