I don’t know about you but I am well aware of the elephant in the room that we call, winter weight gain. Try as I might, the endless holiday parties, client dinners, and family overindulgences turn my staunch health habits into blubber around October 31st (gotta fit into that lil costume, yanno). As a result, I keep a few key pieces in my wardrobe that serve as a gauge of how my waistline is faring with all of the deliciousness being tossed around. Cue my summer shorts. I put them on yesterday and when I tell you they somehow turned into the smallest of the coochie cutters in all the land, I do not exaggerate. Long story short, I’m going ovaries to the wall and getting healthy, I am going to post a picture of myself tomorrow half nekkid as a self motivator, can’t sleep on the workout process if I will be publicly shamed…right?
This stuff is amazing at bringing out my lil curls and it smells like a tropical island, in a very non overwhelming *cough*Ms. Jessies*cough* way. I seriously rub my hand in my hair and smell it for a mid afternoon boost at work. Yum!
Kels: Mom I did something you may not like
Mom: You don’t look like Nicki Minaj do you?
Mom: You aren’t blonde are you?
Mom: Well I know you aren’t bald…
Kels: I will neither confirm nor deny
Mom: Well I hope you have some hats and wigs ready for the family reunion
Oh Black Mommas…
Woke up and got faded first thing Monday morning.