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A Simply Studded Outfit (OOTD)

It’s Monday and if you’re anything like me…you kind of hate it. But, that’s OK! We’re going to pretend that doesn’t matter. Today, is a new day…a blessed day. Ohhhh…a day for an outfit post! I haven’t done one of these in a long time. Read more

Confident in Liz Claiborne

First of all, I want to thank you all for giving me your opinion and thoughts on the previous Liz Claiborne posts. I finally chose an outfit and it was actually a mix of the pieces I originally picked. I know…I kind of cheated. I’m sorry, but you were all suggesting I mix them up anyways. LOL!  Read more

A Night of Lace & Grace

The past few days have really been a whirlwind of social media! I was in Houston for the Latinos in Social Media National Conference and it was amazing!! I know I’ve said thank you a million times, but thank you for all of your votes and support!! I did receive the Best Lifestyle Blogger award and I wanted to share my outfit from that night. Read more

A Metallic Kind of Night

Whenever I get an invite to a blogger related event, I’m always in a scramble about what to wear. The evening event was on a rooftop and I wanted to be L.A. comfy casual chic. Is that really a thing? LOL! Whatever…I wanted to look cute! I decided to go with a top that Evans sent me.  Read more

A “Favorites” Kind of Outfit

It’s outfit time again and I’m sharing what I wore on my last night in Las Vegas.  And I think I’ve found my new favorite pair of pants! That’s pretty exciting for me, because I don’t normally get excited about denim. Torrid’s new Ankle Zip Stiletto Jean in black is all I’ve been wearing lately. There’s something about a super skinny ankle length pant that I love.  Read more

Las Vegs LBD & a lil’ Colorblocking

No I didn’t “win it big” in Las Vegas. I know that’s always the first question you’re asked when you go to Sin City. In fact, I think I spent $1 gambling. I’m not even kidding! LOL! I never win, so why continue to give them my money? I did have a chance dress up a bit. Read more

Coral & Turquoise Cool

It seems like we’re not going to get a break from this summer heat wave! Seriously people, it’s hot! And when it’s hot like this, I wish I could run around naked, buuuuut I won’t. I will try to wear something light and cool though. This is exactly what I tried to do with yesterday’s outfit.  Read more

My Stretch Marks Tell a Story

Have you ever heard the saying that the wrinkles or the lines on your face tell a story? Whether around your eyes, on your forehead, or on the corners of your smile they’ll be there as we age. Could it be from smiling? Frowning? Worrying? Celebrating? Will you remember what was happening in your life during those moments?

I look back and view my stretch marks in the same way.

As a pre-teen, I noticed my first stretch mark. It laid on the lower part of my back and I couldn’t stop looking at it.  My mom said it was because I was growing. This made sense, I was a lot taller than a lot of my friends. And it was during this time I felt awkward and a little clumsy. Boys didn’t really look at me. And I’ll always remember who my first crush was.

As  I continued to grow, so did the stretch marks. This time they were around my hip area. As a teenager, this pretty much stopped me from wearing swimsuits. I was very insecure, even though I was a mere 125lbs and 5’6. I don’t even think I knew what the word “confident” meant at this age. I did know I didn’t want to look like I did. I envied the pretty girls with the boyfriends.

In my 20’s, I noticed them in my waist area. I would lose weight, gain weight, lose weight, and gain weight. And would often beat myself up when I gained a few pounds. I was in the military and I was still trying to figure out who I was. I found myself trying very hard to fit their standards. During this time, I met my amazing hubby.

Today, I have stretch marks in areas I didn’t know we could get them. I’m not even going to go “there.” But, I will tell you I know when they first appeared and what was going on in my life at that time. I don’t hate them, in fact I embrace them. They remind me of the roads I’ve traveled. I’m thankful they will never go away. They tell me the story of my life. 

What do your stretch marks tell you?