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Twist-Out on a Blowout Tutorial

June 29, 2016.Reading time less than 1 minute.

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Kenya Raymer

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This just in... will say Yes! for Gouda🙌🏽

@dolewite101 sent this to me + said this was me, if I was a kitty cat. Honestly, I’ve never felt more seen😂 #KillerWithABigHeart #ScorpioSZN

I must know... is it 6pm yet? . All my SAHM know wtf I’m talking bout. Help. I’m not gonna make it past 2 years old. My child is out of her damn mind. Her answer to everything is NO. And not bc she means it, but bc she knows how to flex that muscle now, so she must practice... a lot! . She could be cold + starving, but her answer to food + warm clothing is gonna be a NO dawg. Then. Then! She is gonna change her fucking mind! Talmbout Eat eat! Hoodie! So, I will make her food + before I can set it down, you know what she will say... No No No! . Can we put pants on... No Can we go bye bye... No Can we change your diaper... No Do you want to eat... No Let’s take a bath... No Let me take Walli out... No Can I brush your hair... No Can I get you out the stroller... No Do you want a blanket... No Let’s read a book... No . 6pm. Where art thou? @dolewite101 come get your clone before I chop her in the throat!!!!

39✨ . Thanks for all the bday love, you’re the best💚

And to think, I almost didn’t wear this dress. The combination of getting older, becoming a mother + my body changing has planted little seeds of doubt where there used to be overwhelming confidence. . I saw this dress + was immediately drawn to it. But when it arrived, I put it on for 10 seconds and decided that it was too short, unflattering + way too youthful for an almost 40 year old mother... My feelings were BIG HURT. I used to think I could rock ANYTHING. Shit, I bought my wedding dress online! Who buys a wedding dress without trying it on?!! Where did all that confidence go? Was the woman I used to be, totally gone... . Over the next week of shopping for a new dress, I shot down every dress... too short, too tight, too sheer, too young, unflattering in the stomach, in the butt, in the chest... then I knew I was trippin when I shot down a dress bc the slit was too high. Hello! Have you seen my wedding dress?! I realized, it wasn’t the dresses. It was me. I was on some Grade A Bullshit. . It happens slowly, the doubt silently seeping in as clothes don’t fit the same, or at all, or when you catch a look of disapproval from a total stranger. And over time, all those little seeds of judgement turn into full blown self-doubt + low confidence that casts a shadow over any chance you have to shine. . Its ok, normal + totally understandable to be shook every now + then. Life happens to all of us. However, I refuse to be shook permanently. I refuse to let outside influences fuck with my shine✨ I threw on some spanx, snatched tf outta that belt + rocked that short ass cupcake dress! So glad I did😍

Last night, I received the Social Media Innovator award at the @creative_girls_rock Charity Sneaker Ball, for using my unique social media platform to inspire women globally to be their authentic self in areas of family, health, business, and wealth building✨ . I am still buzzing from the good vibes + gratitude. I started my platform in hopes that women would connect with my story + feel empowered, inspired + less alone in their own stories. My hope is that other women feel understood, validated + seen, like I did last night. . I want to take this moment to thank you, my Instagram family. I’m so grateful for the kindness + support you share with me. Thank you for the space to grow into the woman I’m trying to be. Thank you for being a safe space where I can over share + work it all out. And, thank you for the space that allows me to speak to the journeys that connect us all💚 xok

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This just in... will say Yes! for Gouda🙌🏽

@dolewite101 sent this to me + said this was me, if I was a kitty cat. Honestly, I’ve never felt more seen😂 #KillerWithABigHeart #ScorpioSZN

I must know... is it 6pm yet? . All my SAHM know wtf I’m talking bout. Help. I’m not gonna make it past 2 years old. My child is out of her damn mind. Her answer to everything is NO. And not bc she means it, but bc she knows how to flex that muscle now, so she must practice... a lot! . She could be cold + starving, but her answer to food + warm clothing is gonna be a NO dawg. Then. Then! She is gonna change her fucking mind! Talmbout Eat eat! Hoodie! So, I will make her food + before I can set it down, you know what she will say... No No No! . Can we put pants on... No Can we go bye bye... No Can we change your diaper... No Do you want to eat... No Let’s take a bath... No Let me take Walli out... No Can I brush your hair... No Can I get you out the stroller... No Do you want a blanket... No Let’s read a book... No . 6pm. Where art thou? @dolewite101 come get your clone before I chop her in the throat!!!!

39✨ . Thanks for all the bday love, you’re the best💚

And to think, I almost didn’t wear this dress. The combination of getting older, becoming a mother + my body changing has planted little seeds of doubt where there used to be overwhelming confidence. . I saw this dress + was immediately drawn to it. But when it arrived, I put it on for 10 seconds and decided that it was too short, unflattering + way too youthful for an almost 40 year old mother... My feelings were BIG HURT. I used to think I could rock ANYTHING. Shit, I bought my wedding dress online! Who buys a wedding dress without trying it on?!! Where did all that confidence go? Was the woman I used to be, totally gone... . Over the next week of shopping for a new dress, I shot down every dress... too short, too tight, too sheer, too young, unflattering in the stomach, in the butt, in the chest... then I knew I was trippin when I shot down a dress bc the slit was too high. Hello! Have you seen my wedding dress?! I realized, it wasn’t the dresses. It was me. I was on some Grade A Bullshit. . It happens slowly, the doubt silently seeping in as clothes don’t fit the same, or at all, or when you catch a look of disapproval from a total stranger. And over time, all those little seeds of judgement turn into full blown self-doubt + low confidence that casts a shadow over any chance you have to shine. . Its ok, normal + totally understandable to be shook every now + then. Life happens to all of us. However, I refuse to be shook permanently. I refuse to let outside influences fuck with my shine✨ I threw on some spanx, snatched tf outta that belt + rocked that short ass cupcake dress! So glad I did😍

Last night, I received the Social Media Innovator award at the @creative_girls_rock Charity Sneaker Ball, for using my unique social media platform to inspire women globally to be their authentic self in areas of family, health, business, and wealth building✨ . I am still buzzing from the good vibes + gratitude. I started my platform in hopes that women would connect with my story + feel empowered, inspired + less alone in their own stories. My hope is that other women feel understood, validated + seen, like I did last night. . I want to take this moment to thank you, my Instagram family. I’m so grateful for the kindness + support you share with me. Thank you for the space to grow into the woman I’m trying to be. Thank you for being a safe space where I can over share + work it all out. And, thank you for the space that allows me to speak to the journeys that connect us all💚 xok

I can’t tell you how many pictures I have of us like this... before she fell asleep, she was asking to play some more + I was reminding her that everything needs sleep. Elmo sleeps, horses sleep, pumpkins sleep, Mickey sleeps, airplanes sleep, squirrels sleep, even the sun + the clouds go night night when the moon + the owls come out to play... she agreed + we laid down to sleep. . I started to think about the first year of her life + how everyone tells you to sleep when the baby sleeps, but honestly, I used to resent this time, where she needed me to lay with her in order to sleep. I tried to sneak out every way imaginable! I wanted some resemblance of my old life, of normalcy, of freedom... but whenever I got out, I’d just end up wandering the house, online shopping, scrolling the gram, making coffee that I’d never get to drink, anxiously waiting for her to wake up. It wasn’t a real break or even mildly satisfying, it certainly wasn’t freeing! After much protest, I eventually surrendered + started napping with her. . This one small nap together has strengthened so many things... our bond, her schedule, her mood, how she sleeps at night, our bank account😂, my mental health, and most importantly... my perception of motherhood. Now, I look forward to our naps. I need them just like her bc guess what, everything needs sleep, especially mamas.

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