I admit when I need encouragement. I can be a really good cheerleader, but sometimes I need my own cheering squad playing in my ear like my Ipod. Today would have been my pop's 68th birthday. He was an identical twin and calling his brother is always like being punched in the stomach. Yes, I'm sad. Yes, I've cried until my contacts have burned in my eye and my smudge mascara is smudging. I admit I'm sad, I'm wallowing in my own pity party, but like pop's would say "being sad is only gonna make you sadder, put a smile on your face because there are people worse off than you. Admit you're sad, give yourself time to be sad and move on." He didn't put it that . . . eloquently. There were a few *(&)(*&, but I always got the point.
So in honor of him, here's how I motivated myself. First stop. The beautyADDICTS Motivate line, especially those beautiful eye colors. The colors are in the purple family. I had been seeing this line in magazines from O, People Stylewatch and FabSugar.
Their motto is Be true to your own unique voice. Break free of convention. Be beautiful. Be confident. Be ready. My line today is "Motivate Me" because lips and eyes always need constant motivation.
Second - jewelry, which needs no explanation.
Third - the bookstore. Nothing puts a smile on my face quite like a bookstore. So I hit Border's early this morning and found a little motivation on the "diet" table. I use the word diet loosely because I believe everything in moderation. Does that mean I'm gonna deny myself to fit in a two piece on Saturday, NNNNNOOOOO. I've been really good and really bad. Because when I'm good, I'm good, but when I'm bad I'm better. So I stumbled across Regina Joseph's The Brazilian Bikini Body Program. What's interesting is this corporate executive who embraced her need for something better, got healthy and then became a certified Pilates instructor. She continues to lead the dual life, but she has seemed to find a balance in both. Following your path - I love it. The recipes seem easy, I will crack them open next week and it has a Pilates routine.
Many of you know my love of yoga and how I'm deepening my practice and pursuing teaching in the next two years. I will dedicate my yoga practice my pops. He's the one who made me obsessed with books, Paris, culture, good fine, wine, and living life to the fullest. Never compromising and always believing in excellence for yourself and others. That life is a journey, not a destination. He provided the first "bling" when he called it "sparkle." Let's go to the jewelry store and get you, mom and Mama Dear some sparkle. I want to encourage others the way my family encourages me. The blog is helping and starting the path. I tip my hat to women like Regina who desire to help other women. Girl Power. Do I believe I will look like Gisele after wards in Miami this weekend? Nope, but I will be my own Victoria Secret model in my mind and that's all that matters. Am I still be slathering on a butt cream believing that it will work? Of course, it's my new secret - A Flirtly Little Secret.
I hope I gave someone else a little motivation today. We all have those days when if it feels that "no one understands." Please keep the faith because this too shall pass.
If you haven't already started it - The Women Who Raised Me is wonderful.