A new me.
Yes. You heard correctly. The new and improved existence of a slightly lost, slightly more single, 22 year old dance teacher or something like that. Although "I am not a dance teacher" is my title to this comedy horror story, I believe I truly am stuck with this lifestyle. But recently I've been all about taking chances. Doing things I would never even consider in my first, second, fortunately never ending dance teacher life. Just like Little Mix says "these wings are made to fly."
5 steps of how to change your life from flab to fab.
Yes flab like my stomach from canceling my gym membership.
1. We all need somebody to lean on.
No matter how independent and freaking awesome you are, it's not quite as awesome without people who genuinely care about you. Find them and make them your priority. Your family and friends are your Taylor to your Swift. Without them in my opinion you are just a Kim without your Kayne. They love you more than your recent obsession with your hover board. So share the love. I can say from experience this is something I am working on. Trusting someone is one of my biggest fears and set backs. But I can also tell you that when you finally decide to let them in, great things will happen. Actually the absolute best. Finding your backbone.
2. You got me workin' workin' day and night.
You know the quote "Do what you love and you'll never have to work a day in your life." That is great and all, I mean 100 percent true as well. But in the meantime of stressing about bills and balancing spending money, take a second to evaluate what you're doing. I am one of the most committed people you will ever meet. If I want something, I will get it. But at the same time I've drained myself from obsessing over the un-controlables. Unfortunately life is too short for that. Find the balance of hard work and actual fun and you'll never have to work a day in your life.
3. Long hair don't care.
If you love your look, you love yourself. Take time to work on your appearance. I can't tell you a single person I have met in my life that hasn't felt a little more confident when they lose a few pounds or take a chance on a new cut and color. Start simple like wearing and rocking something you wouldn't normally wear. You never know until you try. If you love it, do it.
4. D8 the great.
This is the hardest topic for me. DATING... dun, dun, dun. Apart of your transformation to fab is having fab arm candy. Maybe it's a new Chanel? Haha that's my answer to everything. But for reals if you never try to date, you never will. This has been me for hmmm my entire life! Miss independent is my middle name. Even if your new coffee date turns out to be decaf in the worst scenario you still most likely got some great free coffee. Luckily for me this didn't happen. Or if you are still in the fries before guys stage, substitute the fries for a new handbag. Maybe both.
5. A little more you.
I little less worry and a lotta more you! You need to be your number one fan. This can be especially difficult because you are your biggest critic. I rate everything in my life on a scale of 1 to 10. Importance of this is a 10 and you need to be an 11.
Following these guidelines should help clear your mind and hopefully your path. I mean I can't promise anything because I'm just a small town girl living in her lonely world. But I do know trying new things will make a difference. Be the best you. You deserve it.
When Walmart Calls.
Literally.
This is a TBT because blogging is hard work people.
Today I was awoken before my alarm to 2 full blast calls from an unknown number. Which I never answer understandably. Finally they left a voicemail and it was Walmart, offering me an interview from my application. I’m glad the world is looking out for me. I mean Walmart has always been on my top places to apply. I was considering Target but now that I know Walmart wants me I’ll have to go with my gut. But hey thank you for whoever sent in that application. Helping out my financial situation and really just making my day.
I have been recently blessed with some great times to laugh at myself. Like when you think someone is talking to you in the dressing room and you politely reply but really it was to the other Alexa next door. Or when you run out of gas on the side of the road. If you're wondering what happens your car just stops. Or when you start a new green tea cleanse but you really need Ben & Jerry's to finish your blog post. So you'll have to restart tomorrow. These moments were all definitely a 10.
Life is too short and so is my patience.
Once I was told my expectations were unreachable. Words can hurt especially when they're said by someone you really care about. I let it bother me and believed them. I thought of the phrase for multiple weeks, everyday actually, and it crushed me. I felt out of control of my own life. I was ready to quit everything and had no desire to work hard anymore. I'm actually getting teary eyed while writing this. Haha more laughing at myself! I believe through hard times everything happens for a reason. But to discover the reason is your destiny. So that's exactly what I did. When you experience change in your life you either A. Shut down or B. Move on. I'm not someone to dwell on the past so option B was my obvious choice.
9/3/15
was the most important day of my entire life. Like if I ever have a wedding (the odds are against this) it will be on September 3rd. Bachelors take note. The day I completely changed me. Actually I became a better me. I was changed from change. I can't believe I let someone else's opinion almost destroy me and give up on myself. Thank you for showing me what I deserve and I am so grateful for this period in my life. The biggest blessing. Never let someone tell you that you can't do something. That shows their limitations, not yours.
"It's all messy: The hair. The bed. The words. The heart. THE EMAILS. Life..."
Once upon a time there was a 22 year old dance teacher. Sometimes she taught dance but mostly she dreamt of what dance had taught her. Occasionally she would roam the mall and spend her rent money on overly priced heels. Even though kind of like her life, she would be bored with them by the next day. People would watch her every move and wonder what exactly she was thinking, but no one really knew. Loved by most, hated by many, and truly known by few. This was her life and she liked it exactly the way it was. Unknown.
And that's my story. Just kidding it didn't end that smoothly. But truly it is just beginning. This blog specifically has taken me five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes to finish. Actually about 5 airplanes and countless restless blogging nights. I’ve been inspired and erased everything. My jumbled thoughts and none fully portraying of what I felt and visioned in my head. The words on the tip of my tongue but word vomit when I tried to share with you all. I just wanted this blog to be perfect...
But I think my life is anything but perfect and I wouldn't want it any other way.
But I think my life is anything but perfect and I wouldn't want it any other way.
