Since when do I make up words? I know…..this is not orderly for a blogger/writer (If you will) to make up words is it? Humor me?
I’ve always been in my own little world and my imagination ignites like a brush fire. I’m running with it this morning.
Bitchnificent is my definition of a female that’s shameless, glittering, quick-witted and obviously magnificent.
She’s not one to smear or devalue another person. She praises and encourages others to be exceptional.
Of course there’s always counter blows if a threat arises. She will seek retaliation for the wrongfulness of a hazard.
Superior yet natural. Handling her life and close ones with care and commitment of the absolute importance.
I wonder….do you have a female in your life with this enchanting trait? I do believe they are a limited edition. If you catch a glimpse of one…do hold them close at hand as you could learn from them or collaborate with this exquisite spirit.
I honestly hope all of you experience a friendship, confidant, sisterhood, wife in this lifetime that carries this authenticity.
She is thrilling, breathtaking, magical and one to be there for a lifetime.
There is beauty in every face I see.
This quote is essential in remembering society tries to make us feel unacceptable if we have lines, wrinkles, and flaws.
There’s something so elegant about age if you ask me. Wear your wrinkles and flaws with reverence.
You are exquisite my darlings….there’s only one of you.
Embrace all of it and be your magnificent self.
Positive Panties On – Check!
Coffee Cup In Hand – Check!
Lipstick – Check!
Got Swag? – Check!
Feeling Positive – Absolutely!
Negativity? – We have a runner!
You’re not here to be average, you’re here to be awesome! Life is 10% of what happens to you and 90% of how you react to it. It’s time to evict that negative resident out of your mind and have a new lease drawn up for a paying occupant named positivity. You hear that beeping? That’s the moving truck backing in….Negativity pack your shit and get out. Mind over matter all day, everyday.
Do you ever have a moment where you feel like you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be?
I’m not talking about that client meeting or that doctor’s appointment. I’m referencing that jolt in your brain and heart where you feel banded, packaged, and ready for shipment.
I’ve had a few dropped “packages” or “shipments” gone wrong if you get my drift?
My Dad tried to break me a few times. What I mean by that is he would harshly put me down. Those words stick with you. They make you feel depleted and unworthy. He would get into these rants and I would take those emotional blows over and over again. But the next day he would be sweet and warmhearted. We never knew what each day would bring with him.
I read a quote today, “Throw me to the wolves and I’ll come back leading the pack.” When I read this I had that moment of clarity. Sometimes we go through some heartbreaking junctures in life. Because of the misfires in my life it didn’t break me. It made me. I’m a natural born hustler. People tend to follow my direction. When I say hustler I mean “Bitches get shit done.” My work ethic is solid and whatever goals I set for myself, I make it happen. I’m in control of my dreams, aspirations, and anything I want. All of us were born to make an impact. So, go out and get your dreams people! Don’t let anyone break you. Remember, you’re unbreakable just like me.
Looking at you…Looking at me.
Gritting my teeth in this outer body experience.
Foreseeing this crash is gruesome.
You’re magnetic and disturbing.
Being in this moment I cannot withdraw from your grip.
Do I even want to?
You and I together were phenomenal.
Little did I know your edges were razor sharp.
Your sinister moves were no match for me.
Evil amateur at it’s best.
Duplicates in disguise all along.
Warped….Wounded and Finished.
I remember many years ago kids making fun of me in school. They would play pranks on me and trip me when I walked into class. I wore huge glasses and had a terrible perm and a lot of acne. I was seriously a COLD mess. I’m not even going to call it a hot mess because there wasn’t anything hot about that situation.
I was extremely weak and timid. I would take their shit over and over and do nothing about it. Until, one day I came across one of my friends pinned up against a wall in the gym by four guys. They were making fun of her and knocked her glasses off and then punched her in the stomach. I dropped my books and ran over to them like I was cat woman or something. I started pulling them off of her and kicked one in the throat and another one in the dick. They were dropping like flies and running away from me. I chased them until they ran out of the gym.
As I walked back over to my friend that was sobbing and slumped in the floor…..I asked her if she was OK? She took a few deep breaths as I helped her up. As she stood up, she doubled over laughing hysterically. I said “what’s so funny?” She then said “you’re little skinny timid ass just whipped some serious ass.” At that moment I realized that I had a wonderful and fantastic trait. This trait being BAD ASS! Who knew? Where had it been the entire time that everyone was making fun of ME and putting ME down?
Here’s the thing. I didn’t care how they treated me. I could take it. But, you mess with my people I will f*** you up. I didn’t even know that I had that courage inside of me. From that moment on, no one messed with me, EVER.
Often I would get in fights at school. Bullies loved to see me coming. With my big fluffy lioness mullet, coke bottle glasses and acne for days….I was target number one. I notice it’s a huge issue in today’s society with bullies. Back in the 80’s and 90’s no one seemed to care. There wasn’t an awareness like there is today. You had to fend for yourself.
Each of us have a fire inside of us. You might not realize it yet but you’re a fighter. Whether you fight for yourself or not…..I guarantee if someone were to threaten someone you love…you would easily go Cat Woman on their ass in a split second.
There’s nothing wrong with being a little scrappy when needed. Having a backbone sometimes intimidates others. Too bad. We all should stand our ground.
There’s a feeling of liberation when speaking up for yourself or someone else. Stand up for what’s right.
Guts & Grit All Day! XO