Women can really bring it when they want to. Last night I watched Christopher's Project perform live. They are a Hot Ass Jazz/Neosoul/R&B band that takes you away from Milwaukee for hours. Although the saxophonist is the leader of the group, their vocalist Amirah stole the show. The lighting was ridiculously dim on the stage. You couldn't even see her face. But that didn't matter. You could feel Amirah's power and sultry energy without the lights. This chic wore a corset with black gauchos and knee high black boots. Her hair was secured under a black fedora with a blood orange colored scarf streaming out of it. Straight up and down sexy. Every man and woman in that piece was drooling over her. Her vocals took over the mic and her presence took over the stage. Just hot hot double hot.
Imagine if every woman walked around like that. Dudes would not know what to do with themselves. And WE wouldn't be able to help but indulge in ourselves. Feed our mind and body with all of our hearts desires knowing that a diva deserves the very best. I know I have my days when I am exuding self confidence, sex, and just straight up fabulousness to the max. And of course there are those other days in which I would say, "not so much." Well, I'm taking another step in slipping into those diva shoes and strapping them on real tight. When ya'll see me walking with a certain swagger, you'll know whats up. **Smooches and love with kisses and hugs**
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
If you look in my eyes, youll see what I see
And that is beauty...I think. We all have little things we don't like about ourselves. Our cottage cheese, our nose, our hair, our waist, and of course the list goes on. As you all know, for me its the struggle with Ms. Prego standing strong and firm.
I was getting ready for a shower after one of my morning workouts and as usual was frantically trying to stay on time. As I headed to the bathroom I passed my mirror just as I do every morning. But instead of rushing past like usual, I took a moment to stop, breath, and savor my goodness. My eyes were radiant. Alive from the adrenaline and hard work I had just completed at the gym. My skin was a bit clammy from the workout, but still smooth as silk. As I allowed my eyes to pass from the tip of my nose, to the crease of my breasts, and down to my navel I turned to the side. Profile. Yep and there she was in all her glory. Ms. Prego as prominent as ever. And I felt powerful. I did not suck in nor squish nor prod. I allowed Prego to just be and live in her glory. In her strength. In her beauty. Now if I can institute this mindset every day I will be set in coming into acceptance of what my body tells me is beauty.
I was getting ready for a shower after one of my morning workouts and as usual was frantically trying to stay on time. As I headed to the bathroom I passed my mirror just as I do every morning. But instead of rushing past like usual, I took a moment to stop, breath, and savor my goodness. My eyes were radiant. Alive from the adrenaline and hard work I had just completed at the gym. My skin was a bit clammy from the workout, but still smooth as silk. As I allowed my eyes to pass from the tip of my nose, to the crease of my breasts, and down to my navel I turned to the side. Profile. Yep and there she was in all her glory. Ms. Prego as prominent as ever. And I felt powerful. I did not suck in nor squish nor prod. I allowed Prego to just be and live in her glory. In her strength. In her beauty. Now if I can institute this mindset every day I will be set in coming into acceptance of what my body tells me is beauty.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Too much of anything is...too much
The body is an amazing thing. It sends signals for EVERYTHING so you are aware of your state of being. Lately, I have been responding to the "I want only veggies and fruit" signal. Meaning I have been eating fruits and vegetables like no ones business for the past 4 days. I think its the quick rise in temperature. Meaning 45 degrees here in Wisconsin.
My body knows that throwing back a couple of grapes and a salad with apples, lite string cheese, raisins, and honey mustard dressing (all natural light of course *wink wink*) will cool my body down. But with all that cooling down, I have consumed a bit too much.
Ive literally been eating grapes, salad with apples, lite cheese, raisins, and lite honey mustard for 4 days now. Today I started having pains in my sides and I can only attribute that to a lack of protein and too much acid from oranges, tomatoes and mangoes. Although humans first ate from the natural goodness of the earth, our bodies have gotten used to processed items. I am a follower of a female whose is on a vegan raw diet. Meaning nothing is cooked or processed and no meat products at all. She seems to be doing fine after 2 months, but that has got to take time to get accustomed to. I wonder if I could ever do it? Its got to feel good after getting over the hump. For me, that means side pains and cravings for chocolate chip cookies.
Think
Think
Think
Naw it aint worth it. I want to eat chocolate and cookies and a PB and J sandwich. I guess Ill just have to wait until this fruit and veggie craving is gone. What food item can you not live without??? Smooches and love with kisses and hugs!
My body knows that throwing back a couple of grapes and a salad with apples, lite string cheese, raisins, and honey mustard dressing (all natural light of course *wink wink*) will cool my body down. But with all that cooling down, I have consumed a bit too much.
Ive literally been eating grapes, salad with apples, lite cheese, raisins, and lite honey mustard for 4 days now. Today I started having pains in my sides and I can only attribute that to a lack of protein and too much acid from oranges, tomatoes and mangoes. Although humans first ate from the natural goodness of the earth, our bodies have gotten used to processed items. I am a follower of a female whose is on a vegan raw diet. Meaning nothing is cooked or processed and no meat products at all. She seems to be doing fine after 2 months, but that has got to take time to get accustomed to. I wonder if I could ever do it? Its got to feel good after getting over the hump. For me, that means side pains and cravings for chocolate chip cookies.
Think
Think
Think
Naw it aint worth it. I want to eat chocolate and cookies and a PB and J sandwich. I guess Ill just have to wait until this fruit and veggie craving is gone. What food item can you not live without??? Smooches and love with kisses and hugs!
Monday, March 23, 2009
Its ok to be lazy...right?
*singing* "Woke up this morning, with a smile on my face."... well not really as Erykah said, but that's all that's in my head this morning. A lazy tune for a lazy rainy day.
I have found that if I don't go to the gym in the morning, I wont go at all. This morning I had an education workshop and for the rest of the day I will be at Ten Chimneys for a staged reading. Mondays are an actors day off, therefore I usually conduct my ritual of sleeping in, surfing the net, going to yoga, slowly walking back home, and making a big salad. What more could a girl want (well other than a man)????
Since my pattern has been altered this morning I am feeling a bit off kilter. I am very much a type A personality and do not like veering from the path. So when I am not able to workout my mind yells "SLUG".
Yeah I definitely need to get over it, because it's only one day out of the month. Plus its raining! Rain = soup, movie, and bed. Why cant I just fall into that norm and not feel bad about it??? I believe its the whole idea of indulging in the now that myself and Americans lack. We are always running full speed ahead instead of taking the beautiful opportunities at hand.
So although my mind and body are saying, "No no no." My mouth is GOING to say, "Yes, yes, yes. Veer off of the path for just a day." Want to join me? Smooches and love with kisses and hugs.
I have found that if I don't go to the gym in the morning, I wont go at all. This morning I had an education workshop and for the rest of the day I will be at Ten Chimneys for a staged reading. Mondays are an actors day off, therefore I usually conduct my ritual of sleeping in, surfing the net, going to yoga, slowly walking back home, and making a big salad. What more could a girl want (well other than a man)????
Since my pattern has been altered this morning I am feeling a bit off kilter. I am very much a type A personality and do not like veering from the path. So when I am not able to workout my mind yells "SLUG".
Yeah I definitely need to get over it, because it's only one day out of the month. Plus its raining! Rain = soup, movie, and bed. Why cant I just fall into that norm and not feel bad about it??? I believe its the whole idea of indulging in the now that myself and Americans lack. We are always running full speed ahead instead of taking the beautiful opportunities at hand.
So although my mind and body are saying, "No no no." My mouth is GOING to say, "Yes, yes, yes. Veer off of the path for just a day." Want to join me? Smooches and love with kisses and hugs.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
REALLY- Live Your Life Like its Golden
I was debating on whether or not to write anything on my blog about my cousin, but she is really the only thing that has been on my mind lately.
My cousin Takiyah and her fiance were hit by a drunk drive on Saturday. She is now able to breath on her own but she has severe brain and organ damage. The doctors are unsure of how and if she will recover and when they can operate on her organs because she is so weak at the moment.
I just saw Takiyah a year ago and we have been responding back and forth on wedding decisions (it was to be this summer) and the flavor of Cold Stone Creamery ice cream we were going to share when I came.
Man...it hurts and it is hard to explain the emotions I feel for her, her family, and fiance. As I was talking to my girlfriend, who took me in one night, we discussed how everyone grieves differently. How moments like these put life into perspective and really make us grateful for what we have. Worries and issues of my daily life seem absolutely trivial now. All that I can think of is life. Living life, breathing, and loving. Send your prayers and positive thoughts to Takiyah. And please do not worry or think about me. Send it ALL to her because shes the life we gotta focus on right now. *Smooches and love with kisses and hugs*
My cousin Takiyah and her fiance were hit by a drunk drive on Saturday. She is now able to breath on her own but she has severe brain and organ damage. The doctors are unsure of how and if she will recover and when they can operate on her organs because she is so weak at the moment.
I just saw Takiyah a year ago and we have been responding back and forth on wedding decisions (it was to be this summer) and the flavor of Cold Stone Creamery ice cream we were going to share when I came.
Man...it hurts and it is hard to explain the emotions I feel for her, her family, and fiance. As I was talking to my girlfriend, who took me in one night, we discussed how everyone grieves differently. How moments like these put life into perspective and really make us grateful for what we have. Worries and issues of my daily life seem absolutely trivial now. All that I can think of is life. Living life, breathing, and loving. Send your prayers and positive thoughts to Takiyah. And please do not worry or think about me. Send it ALL to her because shes the life we gotta focus on right now. *Smooches and love with kisses and hugs*
Monday, March 16, 2009
Namaste
I have been trying to become more consistent with my yoga practice. Once or twice a week and concentrating on meditation and breath during that hour to 90min. Really good stuff. It calms my mind, gets me out of my home, energizes my body, and I take the time to tap into inner strength.
Mmm, inner strength...
I was doing a pose in which your hands are planted on the ground and your knees rest on your forearm and near or in your arm pits with feet off the ground. For a split second I found my core and it was as if I was as light as a feather. Like a said... it was only a split second. I felt uncomfortable and went back to muscling.
That thing that gives us willpower, drive, motivation, and appreciation for our being. When I am able to focus on that as my goal, things seem to line up sooo easily. And only for the best. Its like a little cheerleader on my shoulder rooting for me and sending me all types of positive energy. I wish everyone could tap into that. There's something in finding our core, releasing our internal knots, and figuring out how to use internal strength that will allow us to truly be. The mind and body are POWERFUL beings. Doctors have discovered only a certain percentage of it. We have the power to do the rest. Have you had a moment of discovering your inner strength? Please do share. Smooches and love with kisses and hugs
Mmm, inner strength...
I was doing a pose in which your hands are planted on the ground and your knees rest on your forearm and near or in your arm pits with feet off the ground. For a split second I found my core and it was as if I was as light as a feather. Like a said... it was only a split second. I felt uncomfortable and went back to muscling.
That thing that gives us willpower, drive, motivation, and appreciation for our being. When I am able to focus on that as my goal, things seem to line up sooo easily. And only for the best. Its like a little cheerleader on my shoulder rooting for me and sending me all types of positive energy. I wish everyone could tap into that. There's something in finding our core, releasing our internal knots, and figuring out how to use internal strength that will allow us to truly be. The mind and body are POWERFUL beings. Doctors have discovered only a certain percentage of it. We have the power to do the rest. Have you had a moment of discovering your inner strength? Please do share. Smooches and love with kisses and hugs
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Mirror Mirror on The Wall
Mirror mirror on the wall, I look so good. Thank you God!
I hopped across the hall to work with one of the guest artists visiting Milwaukee on an audition I had coming up. Little did I know that audition help would turn into a lesson on life skills. I was working on "Out Tonight" from the musical RENT. And the fabulous Jannie Jones was laid back on her bed, braids piled high on her head and her brown tights hugging all the curves of her body. She kept on saying "girl you just the cutest lil' thang eva' ", in her soulful yet high pitched voice.
I sat across from her and talks of RENT turned into experiences abroad where Spaniards would stare at her and whisper moneca (little doll), men in France would be sure to keep her palate satisfied with delicate treats, and all Europeans stood in awe of her beauty. You see, Ms. Jones has chocolaty skin, long legs, full bust, cheek bones to die for, and a waist that a man's hands could easily get lost in. She said " Girl don't let anyone tell you not to go to Spain. You walk down those streets and the men don't know what to do with themselves." I laugh and easily sit and listen to her tails.
But what caught my ear were not her experiences with Wesley Snipes, Broadway stars, and living the life any performer could wish for. It was her message about herself. She said, "Girl don't let anyone tell you what you should be. You embrace that big ol' butt and cute lil curves you got and roll with it. Society always wants to break you down and make you something else. Don't lose yourself, because it is so easy for this industry to take away your self image. They want you because you are you, not because you are trying to be someone or something else."
WoW!
Yes, we hear this all the time but she had a very interesting perspective. She repeated the old saying "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder". She said those ladies on TV that have flat tummies and are straight as a stick are not her definition of beauty. Curves, voluptuous and sumptuous bodies are what she admires. Because when she looks in the mirror that is what she sees and what shes got. So the next time you look in the mirror, notice why you look good. What you like about you. When I wear one of my signature Beyonce outfits I love how it hugs my butt, the muscles in my arms, the way my breasts are lifted and most of all my smooth, smooth caramel skin. Mmhmm, that's my beauty. Tell me about yours. I can't wait to hear it!!! Smooches and love with kisses and hugs.
I hopped across the hall to work with one of the guest artists visiting Milwaukee on an audition I had coming up. Little did I know that audition help would turn into a lesson on life skills. I was working on "Out Tonight" from the musical RENT. And the fabulous Jannie Jones was laid back on her bed, braids piled high on her head and her brown tights hugging all the curves of her body. She kept on saying "girl you just the cutest lil' thang eva' ", in her soulful yet high pitched voice.
I sat across from her and talks of RENT turned into experiences abroad where Spaniards would stare at her and whisper moneca (little doll), men in France would be sure to keep her palate satisfied with delicate treats, and all Europeans stood in awe of her beauty. You see, Ms. Jones has chocolaty skin, long legs, full bust, cheek bones to die for, and a waist that a man's hands could easily get lost in. She said " Girl don't let anyone tell you not to go to Spain. You walk down those streets and the men don't know what to do with themselves." I laugh and easily sit and listen to her tails.
But what caught my ear were not her experiences with Wesley Snipes, Broadway stars, and living the life any performer could wish for. It was her message about herself. She said, "Girl don't let anyone tell you what you should be. You embrace that big ol' butt and cute lil curves you got and roll with it. Society always wants to break you down and make you something else. Don't lose yourself, because it is so easy for this industry to take away your self image. They want you because you are you, not because you are trying to be someone or something else."
WoW!
Yes, we hear this all the time but she had a very interesting perspective. She repeated the old saying "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder". She said those ladies on TV that have flat tummies and are straight as a stick are not her definition of beauty. Curves, voluptuous and sumptuous bodies are what she admires. Because when she looks in the mirror that is what she sees and what shes got. So the next time you look in the mirror, notice why you look good. What you like about you. When I wear one of my signature Beyonce outfits I love how it hugs my butt, the muscles in my arms, the way my breasts are lifted and most of all my smooth, smooth caramel skin. Mmhmm, that's my beauty. Tell me about yours. I can't wait to hear it!!! Smooches and love with kisses and hugs.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Rolls of Thunder
Myself and two other females are sitting, waiting for the rest of the actors to show up for rehearsal. There is a large bowl of stove popped popcorn in front of us and we are going to town. This is my third serving of the night btw. And when I say serving, I mean a medium sized bowl that passed my mouth two times in my room and now again at our rehearsal.
As we chow down, of course the conversation changes to body image. The director has lost an inch off of her waist from turbo jam, my other girl just bought turbo jam to hopefully lose 10 lbs within 3 weeks, and I am coming to terms with my own body and food.
All of us ladies look damn good, but in different ways. We are all of different ethnicities and physical makeup. We have the Samoan goddess with her Rolling Field of a torso. Wide, voluptuous, and full. Then there is the beauty from the east with the cake top. An interesting tummy that goes out, in, and out again. Petite as ever with a stomach that is symbol of her delicate and tiny nature. And then me, a firm toned prego looking belly. Inherited from my father. A man who has always been well-built with a strong tummy that supported me when I was little child.
So many different shapes, with so many different judgements. But all have their own individual beauty. Own it, and enjoy it ladies.
Peace and Love with Kisses and Hugs
As we chow down, of course the conversation changes to body image. The director has lost an inch off of her waist from turbo jam, my other girl just bought turbo jam to hopefully lose 10 lbs within 3 weeks, and I am coming to terms with my own body and food.
All of us ladies look damn good, but in different ways. We are all of different ethnicities and physical makeup. We have the Samoan goddess with her Rolling Field of a torso. Wide, voluptuous, and full. Then there is the beauty from the east with the cake top. An interesting tummy that goes out, in, and out again. Petite as ever with a stomach that is symbol of her delicate and tiny nature. And then me, a firm toned prego looking belly. Inherited from my father. A man who has always been well-built with a strong tummy that supported me when I was little child.
So many different shapes, with so many different judgements. But all have their own individual beauty. Own it, and enjoy it ladies.
Peace and Love with Kisses and Hugs
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
In the Wine Time
8:50am Wake up to the Today Show
9:10am Dance Workout
10:00am Shower, clothes, Fiber One cereal w/ a glass of OJ (not from concentrate *wink wink*)
11:00am To Theater for another 10 hour day.
And I go at it full speed ahead. Smile... check. Eye contact... check. Laugh and touch the arm... check. Anticipation for whether or not I am prepared for the day...check. Ok, ok I think I got it down. Now I have rolled through the day and feel relatively accomplished by 9pm.
I get home, knowing I gotta get this and that done. But what do I really want to do. What is my mind telling me to do. Well... sistayvonne is telling yo girl to run to the MetroMarket before it closes in 15min to grab a buttery bag of popcorn, curl up into bed, and watch the food channel.
MmmmHmmm. And we all say, well, why not?!? Its what you want. Its what yo body neeeeeds. Actually its what my mind needs. That odd point in our full, TOO long, day that turns away from the prep work and turns to comfort. That tempting, tapping sensation that nibbles at your core.
Sometimes its not that cookie or bag of popcorn. Its a smooth, deep glass of red wine that makes you feel as if you are helping your heart before you lay it to rest. Or what about organizing the mail that has been sitting on your table, because you just cant work in a dirty space. Haha! Well whatever it is, it gives me that sense of closing the door for the day instead of continuing with it. So thank you for the signal, body, I might just take you up on it tonight. But if I don't, no hard feelings, there is always tomorrow
9:10am Dance Workout
10:00am Shower, clothes, Fiber One cereal w/ a glass of OJ (not from concentrate *wink wink*)
11:00am To Theater for another 10 hour day.
And I go at it full speed ahead. Smile... check. Eye contact... check. Laugh and touch the arm... check. Anticipation for whether or not I am prepared for the day...check. Ok, ok I think I got it down. Now I have rolled through the day and feel relatively accomplished by 9pm.
I get home, knowing I gotta get this and that done. But what do I really want to do. What is my mind telling me to do. Well... sistayvonne is telling yo girl to run to the MetroMarket before it closes in 15min to grab a buttery bag of popcorn, curl up into bed, and watch the food channel.
MmmmHmmm. And we all say, well, why not?!? Its what you want. Its what yo body neeeeeds. Actually its what my mind needs. That odd point in our full, TOO long, day that turns away from the prep work and turns to comfort. That tempting, tapping sensation that nibbles at your core.
Sometimes its not that cookie or bag of popcorn. Its a smooth, deep glass of red wine that makes you feel as if you are helping your heart before you lay it to rest. Or what about organizing the mail that has been sitting on your table, because you just cant work in a dirty space. Haha! Well whatever it is, it gives me that sense of closing the door for the day instead of continuing with it. So thank you for the signal, body, I might just take you up on it tonight. But if I don't, no hard feelings, there is always tomorrow
Monday, March 9, 2009
Kettle Corn and My Bikini
Food, Tummy, Images, good lawd it can really make you go crazy!
I am an actor and as you can imagine I'm in the limelight and gotta look good because you never know who is going to see you. I love to get dolled up. Wearing the largest earrings I can find with a slinky imitation gold or silver necklace that accentuates my breasts. Bringing everyone's attention's not just to my chest but to the fabulousness I have created for my outfit.
But it takes work, don't be fooled. I think all women feel this way at one point or another. And please do not act like you don't look twice in the mirror before you walk out the door. Thinking about the lane of Oreos you had the night before and the attempt to work it off with 30mins on the elliptical this morning.
We wear clothes to be decent and cover the nether regions that are not appropriate to show off in public. Although some are able to get away with it. Hmmph! Some. Why cant it be all? I want to show off my torso and my caramel back. So guess what? I do.
I am a size 7/8 moving to a size 9 and ain't trying to fix it. Ladies, I want to eat my chips, my gooey chocolate chunk cookies, and my rum w/ pineapple juice. I want to live. When it hits summer I, also, want to bust out my Danity Kane lookin' gold and white bikini with my lovely pregnant sized tummy. I want to not have the urge to suck in because I see Barbi and Ken walking by. As May and my stomach rolls along, you had bet your bottom dollar I am training my mind now to practice what i preach. Eat what I want, stay active, but don't hate my body in the process. Instead celebrate and live with it. You wanna join??? Smooches and Peace with Kisses and Hugs.
I am an actor and as you can imagine I'm in the limelight and gotta look good because you never know who is going to see you. I love to get dolled up. Wearing the largest earrings I can find with a slinky imitation gold or silver necklace that accentuates my breasts. Bringing everyone's attention's not just to my chest but to the fabulousness I have created for my outfit.
But it takes work, don't be fooled. I think all women feel this way at one point or another. And please do not act like you don't look twice in the mirror before you walk out the door. Thinking about the lane of Oreos you had the night before and the attempt to work it off with 30mins on the elliptical this morning.
We wear clothes to be decent and cover the nether regions that are not appropriate to show off in public. Although some are able to get away with it. Hmmph! Some. Why cant it be all? I want to show off my torso and my caramel back. So guess what? I do.
I am a size 7/8 moving to a size 9 and ain't trying to fix it. Ladies, I want to eat my chips, my gooey chocolate chunk cookies, and my rum w/ pineapple juice. I want to live. When it hits summer I, also, want to bust out my Danity Kane lookin' gold and white bikini with my lovely pregnant sized tummy. I want to not have the urge to suck in because I see Barbi and Ken walking by. As May and my stomach rolls along, you had bet your bottom dollar I am training my mind now to practice what i preach. Eat what I want, stay active, but don't hate my body in the process. Instead celebrate and live with it. You wanna join??? Smooches and Peace with Kisses and Hugs.
Welcome
Hello to the world wide web! Cellphones, e-mail, facebook, livejournal, linkedin, and more have slapped us in the face within the past 10 years. Man-oh-Man... and I am now getting up to date.
My name is Tiffany, but I choose to go by Yvonne. I come from a mother and father both born in Trinidad along with their MANY brothers and sisters. Yvonne Benedict is the second to oldest on my mothers side of her 8 siblings. She was born mentally handicap. Yvonne now lives in Grenada in a hospital that takes care of those who have mental problems. It is so easy for the world to forget and set aside those who can not function normally in society. My mother never wanted her to be forgotten so she gave me the middle name Yvonne. I use Yvonne in order to be sure that my mother's wish is granted.
I am thrilled to begin writing and sharing my womanhood experiences with anyone willing to listen. Stay on the lookout for some juicy stories, because I am not afraid to share what we are all feeling and thinking out there. Many of us have the same experiences, but how do you put these into words? How do we describe the core and true essence of a situation that we have all shared? Read, respond and we shall find out. Smooches, Peace, and Kisses & Hugs to all.
My name is Tiffany, but I choose to go by Yvonne. I come from a mother and father both born in Trinidad along with their MANY brothers and sisters. Yvonne Benedict is the second to oldest on my mothers side of her 8 siblings. She was born mentally handicap. Yvonne now lives in Grenada in a hospital that takes care of those who have mental problems. It is so easy for the world to forget and set aside those who can not function normally in society. My mother never wanted her to be forgotten so she gave me the middle name Yvonne. I use Yvonne in order to be sure that my mother's wish is granted.
I am thrilled to begin writing and sharing my womanhood experiences with anyone willing to listen. Stay on the lookout for some juicy stories, because I am not afraid to share what we are all feeling and thinking out there. Many of us have the same experiences, but how do you put these into words? How do we describe the core and true essence of a situation that we have all shared? Read, respond and we shall find out. Smooches, Peace, and Kisses & Hugs to all.
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