Bad Girls Go Everywhere

Bad Girls

I just finished reading this sassy little book and absolutely loved it! Ladies, if you’re looking to be inspired, encouraged, and humored this will satisfy those cravings.

A few quotes….

“You know why God is a man? Because if God was a woman she would have made sperm taste like chocolate.” – Carrie Snow

“There is no point at which you can say, Well, I’m successful now. I might as well take a nap.” – Carrie Fisher

“Sometimes I have the most amazing moments of clarity. Razor sharp, crystal clear. It’s at these times I can see how fucking stupid I am.” – Tracey Emin

“It takes a good girl to be bad.” – Sophie Tucker

Authors: Kathryn Petras and Ross Petras

Enjoy Ladies – You’re Welcome!

Well Behaved…..Yawn, Stretch, Zzzzzz

How many times have we all heard “Oh Behave”? I’m not talking about the funny Austin Powers shit. I’m talking about your parents telling you this at a wedding or your supervisor at work mentioning it to you. Boring……who the hell wants to behave?

As badly as some of us would like to behave to please our parents, co-workers, supervisors it’s just not in our best interest.

Are you unusual? Quirky? A bit bizarre? I know I am to some people and it freaks them out a lot. Sure, I’m a woman. I wear lipstick, jewelry, and smell nice. But, I’m twisted and freakishly insensitive to others around me.

Filter you say? What the fuck is that? Put a muzzle on it? Try it, you’ll get a throat punch quicker than you can say HELP.

Of course I can turn off my bad ass four-letter words at work to some degree. I would never use profanity speaking with a client. But, there has to be some release and that is my vent sessions with co-workers or with friends or better yet here on my blog.

In the south, the majority of society down here still thinks women shouldn’t be so blunt or speak their mind. We should be more ladylike and serve sweet tea with pie. Well, it’s 2015 fuckers and it’s a whole new world out here. Censoring strong opinionated women is absurd.

It feels good to make noise and be a woman. We’ve got balls. Ours are just on our chest. We need to stand out and be heard. We have something to say. Be crazy about yourself and daring. Never let life break you. Be you and rebel as often as you can get away with.

Because behaving is just too fucking tedious.

XOXO

Choose You

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All of us have been in a relationship and have taken a loss. Whether it’s you letting someone go or you being let go.

It took me cutting the cord to a past relationship to find myself. Being consumed with fixing someone or trying to persuade them into loving us is exhausting.

Although we might love them and they’re in love with us….it just might not be enough.

If the person you’re in the relationship with doesn’t build you up or encourage you to grow then you’re not with the right person.

I assure you that you deserve more. We’re all worthy of our soulmates and deserve unconditional love.

A break up is a learning experience. Always choose YOU. Accept your flaws, glitches, quirks and fall deeply in love with yourself.

The second you believe in yourself and gain your swag the right person will find you.

You’re awesome so start fucking believing it already!

Dig Your Way Out

Evaluate

At times I find myself surrounded by a toxic wasteland of bodies. I’m thinking some of you do too.

We have to evaluate the circumstances. There are family members, co-workers, friends and so on that are a part of our circle.

Cancel the subscription to the unnecessary bullshit. It’s really a burial ground.

Do not allow these destructive people to pull you into circling the drain with them. It’s mind over matter all day, every day.

Take a knife and cut the fucking cord already. Make the change and flip the switch. Come at them with positive responses. Compliment them on something you find significant about them. There’s something good in everyone. Sometimes you have to use a magnifying glass but it’s there.

Resist the wreckage. Clear out the debri. Don’t allow these people to suck the happiness out of your soul. Put light into their dark tunnel.

Digging your way out will be gratifying. You might also be influential to these toxic people. Positivity spreads like a wildfire. Shouldn’t we all bring value to each other?

This game of life can be hard on us…. “A great spirit rises from the ashes.”

Charming On A Monday?

How about we pump ourselves up for Monday shall we?

The week is about to begin and I don’t know about you Loves but something inside of me dreads Monday’s.

I’ve relaxed and had so much fun this weekend. I don’t ever want it to end. But, as we all know…..it’s about the dolla bills ya’ll.

What if we all wake up tomorrow and instantly hit the ground running with the idea we don’t need validation from anyone. We’re wearing our favorite shade of armor of course that’s our lipstick and everybody needs to get out of our way because we’re gonna kill it.

Doesn’t that sound magnificent? Who’s with me? Let us be proud bad ass women tomorrow!

Let us remember that we’re invincible and we’ll make this Monday our Bitch!

Have a great day tomorrow! XOXO

My Dependence On Rap Music

Rap music to me is like catnip to a kitten. Also comparable to spaghetts to a mobster.

It changes my disposition. Gives me swagger. Puts the beat into my ears and drowns out anything else in my twisted brain.

Some of my favorites: Lil Wayne, Geto Boys, T.I., LL, Luda, Jay-Z, Dolla $ign, Eminem, and so so many more.

By the way, I’m a 43 year old white chic and drive a murdered out 2015 mustang. Something comes over me when I’m driving and listening to my jams.

Today I’m at a red light with the top down listening to “Paranoid” and this dude pulls up next to me and starts wagging his tongue at me and making rude gestures. The white girl in me tried to ignore him but he meant to get my attention. The more I saw him out of the corner of my eye it just pissed me off. Finally I looked over at him and yelled “Eat a dick mother fucker! What the fuck is wrong with you?!?!” He quickly rolled up his window. The light changed and I floored it. Douchebag.

What makes me think I can just blurt shit out like that? It’s the rap music I’m listening to. I’m a gangsta bitch in that moment and no one can fuck with me…..I’m in the ZONE……

Walk & Talk Like A Boss

Look. You can have negative thoughts about yourself all you want but not on my watch.

One of my very favorite quotes EVA is…..

~ If your not being treated with love and respect, check your “Price Tag” perhaps you have marked yourself down. It’s “you” who tells people what your worth by what you accept. Get off the”Clearance Rack” and get behind the glass where they keep all the VALUABLES.. Bottom line is…VALUE yourself! ~

Seriously, think about it for a minute will ya? Isn’t this so true? Do me a favor and copy and paste the above quote into your phone or wherever and look at it as often as you need to. Remind yourself that you are dazzling and extremely valuable.

Confidence is so fucking attractive! Not only is it attractive to the opposite sex but it’s attractive in everyday life. It’s insanely contagious. Others want what you’re having. You feel me?

Think about what you have to offer. What are the positive things about yourself that you like? Write them down if you want and drill it into your mind and pump yourself up. You have something to offer.

Is it Intelligence? Your Smile? Heart Of Gold? What about your wit? Maybe you have fabulous hair? Do you have a beautiful singing voice? Are you funny? There is something in each of us that we bring to the table and it’s dying to get out and be seen or heard.

When I say Walk & Talk Like A Boss, are you thinking “What the fuck? Who does that? How do I even do that? This sounds so stupid.”

Nope, it’s really not hard to do and it’s soooo not stupid. Transform your mentality and celebrate yourself. As corny as that sounds…think about it. You set the tone for how people see you.

It took me ages to get my confidence and swagger. Yeah, I said it, I’ve got swagger bitches. I really wish I had it when I was younger. I realized I had swagger when I was around 32 years old. I had finally accepted that I was curvy aka big boned (what they call me in the south) aka thick aka chunky and the list goes on.

I love myself, even the fat rolls. If someone doesn’t like it or appreciate it then that’s too damn bad. This is me and I’m not going to starve myself to look like the celebrities, models, and so on. I’m beautiful just the way that I am. Plus….I love to eat! If someone says they hate to eat, something is very wrong with them. Run! You don’t need that kind of negativity in your life whatsoever. Ha! Ha! Ha!

Accept who you are and get on this swagger train because it’s a thrilling ride that you’ll thoroughly benefit from. Choo! Choo!

I honestly think if you accept who you are, what you bring to the table, it will transform your life. Put that new shade of red lipstick on or fellas that new cologne and when you look in the mirror tomorrow morning give yourself that “Sup” nod like “How you doin?” and swag yourself right out the front door to work.

Move out of the way world because you’re bringing it!