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Jenn

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When I was in high school I wanted to be a writer, I took journalism and loved writing poetry and short stories. In college I still wanted to be a writer, I graduated with a Degree in English with a minor in journalism. I had a dream of writing for Vogue. I knew that was what I wanted and that was what I was going to do, it would be easy right? Wrong. I graduated in October 2008. Can anyone recall what season that was for Wall Street? Yeah, not a good one. But me being a 23 know-it-all decided it was a perfect idea to move to Hoboken and go after my dream. Oh boy, I would not call this a mistake because even though my 3 months of North Jersey living and waitress career was definitely not "fun" but it was a life lesson. When we are young we think things come easy. Well I have a degree, I can produce some pretty good writing samples, what else do you want? Um experience, or  how about a standing economy? I was clueless.




Story 3- Where it all changed

When I was in high school I wanted to be a writer, I took journalism and loved writing poetry and short stories. In college I still wanted to be a writer, I graduated with a degree in english with a minor in journalism. I had a dream of writing for Vogue. I knew that was what I wanted and that was what I was going to do, it would be easy right? Wrong. I graduated in October 2008. Can anyone recall what season that was for the economy? Yeah, not a good one. But me being a 23 know-it-all decided it was a perfect idea to move to Hoboken and go after my dream. Oh boy, I would not call this a mistake because even though my 3 months of north Jersey living and waitress career was definitely not "fun", it was a definite life lesson. When we are young we think things will come easy. "Well I have a degree, I can produce some pretty good writing samples, what else do you want?" Um experience? Or how about a standing economy? I was clueless. Mind you, my cousin who I was living with was working with one of the most well-known celebrity hair stylist in NYC, RIta Hazan, and I still couldn't get the hook up. I decided I missed my friends and family and needed a new dream.

I moved back to south Jersey and got my master's degree in education. This time I knew I would be good, I would be a teacher and all would be perfect. I would get married and have kids and raise them in my quaint little town. (Although in the back of my mind and depths of my soul this was not what I wanted at all). Again, it was really difficult to find a full time teaching job even though I did what everyone told me to, politics won. At this point I was 27 living at my dad's house making $12 an hour at a pre-school. Something had to give. I thought I had control over my life; I thought I knew what I was doing and where I was going. I would work at the pre-school, come home and drink screw-drivers in the corner of the lazy-susan cabinet every night where my dad would find me crying saying how much I hated my job. The thing was, I was so afraid to give up control.

My faith was weak and my relationship with God was mediocre at best, until Sept 14, 2012. It was a Saturday morning and I was getting ready to go to a support walk for Autism. My mom called and said my aunt Nancy passed away. I had two aunt Nancy's I thought she meant my dad's sister, so I asked how my dad was because he was not home. She said no, it was my uncle's wife and she died suddenly in a car accident. I was in shock. My grandmother had died when I was 16, but I never had anyone else close to me die suddenly like that. I wasn't able to cry for some reason I just was numb. I was not very close with my aunt at the time however in high school I was extremely close with her because they lived with us while their house was getting built. I saw her that June at my brother's graduation party and I was telling her about a guy that was messing around with my brain for years and she kept saying he's not for you, he's not for you. That is the last advice I remember her giving to me. After the service was said and done I felt like I wanted to know God more. I wanted to have the kind of faith where I did not have to worry or be upset but to know whatever happened it was in God's plans. I was tired of making my own plans; I was tired of them going wrong. I was exhausted.

I started going to church consistently and getting closer to God. I was still living at home working at a home care company in Delaware making ok money but not enough to live on my own. I had been working for 4 years to pay off a ton of credit card debt. I didn't go out much; I drank cheap wine and spent weekends with my dad. I really wanted to get out of New Jersey. We went to visit my aunt in Clearwater that January and it was like 65-70 but the palm trees and sand made me happier than I had been in months. When I got off the plane back in Philly to 14 degrees I knew I was done. I had a new plan, and this time God was on board.

Proverbs 19:21 you can make many plans, but the Lord's purpose will prevail.

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Jenn

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Friday night and the lights are just right. That was the setting of this perfectly weathered evening on February 15th in Channelside, Tampa. Don Me Now & Bubbly Barchique was well lit, fully stocked and ready to welcome guests.
The night started out with a fine variety of champagne and rosé flowing through the crowd of ladies and a few spectacular gentleman who graced our presence. Ladies entered, ordered their love-themed drinks and went straight to shopping! Of course there were many shopping-breaks to pose for the perfect photo in front of the Valentine's backdrop.



Friday night and the lights are just right. That was the setting of this perfectly weathered evening on February 15th in Channelside, Tampa. Don Me Now & Bubbly Barchique was well lit, fully stocked and ready to welcome guests.


The night started out with a fine variety of champagne and ros
é flowing through the crowd of ladies and a few spectacular gentleman who graced our presence. Ladies entered, ordered their love-themed drinks and went straight to shopping! Of course there were many shopping-breaks to pose for the perfect photo in front of the Valentine's backdrop.



Our Stylish Gals Galentine Event hosted by myself and Tamy Lugo of VStylist was to raise money for the Colorectal Cancer Alliance in the name of my dear friend Holly Howroyd. Tamy and I have hosted multiple events in the past and we love women gathering to lift other women up to help us all be the best self we can be. This particular even was near and dear to my heart not only because of my amazing friend who was taken way too soon from colon cancer but because I went through a long stretch of stomach issues and Holly helped me get through that and get my digestive system back on track with Isotonix

Colorectal Cancer Alliance


We are the Colorectal Cancer Alliance, formerly the Colon Cancer Alliance. We believe colorectal cancer is a senseless killer that must be stopped. Founded in 1999 by a group of 41 survivors, caregivers, and friends, we are today the nation's leading nonprofit dedicated to colorectal cancer. We empower a nation of allies who work with us to provide genuine support for patients and families, caregivers, and survivors; to raise awareness of preventive measures; and inspire efforts to fund critical research. United in our fierce determination to dramatically impact the way society sees this devastating disease,
we exist to end colorectal cancer in our lifetime -CCAlliance Mission


I believe in this non-profit organization because colon cancer is a senseless killer and can be treated if caught early enough. However, because the medical industry -slash- insurance companies do not feel that way, they only cover colonoscopies when you are 50+. This needs to be changed. We need to be the change. Holly had an undiscovered polyp for over 10 years that grew into cancer because of the silly way the Dr questions patients:

 

"Do you have a history of colon cancer in your family?"
-NO I don't.

The question needs to be:
"Do you have a history of polyps in your family?"

-Yes I do.

 

See the difference? There was a history of polyps in the family but none of them cancerous. This would have been covered, caught and treated early on if the medical industry would change their questioning. I paid $2500 for a colonoscopy at 32 years old. I was furious that I was charged that much. No there is not a large history of polyps in my family but my dad had one or two. But, because I had "symptoms" it was diagnostic, not preventative EVEN THOUGH they found NOTHING during the screening. THIS. IS. A. SCREENING and should be covered as preventative care!



Ok, rant over, this is not about what happened to me but about what happened to Holly. Please don't let it be you. Please get checked.

This was the message last Friday night from Mr. Rick Howroyd, Holly's beloved husband. We raised around $200 online and $250 for the raffle prize that night for donations in Holly's honor and we are so grateful to have so many people that care and want to give back and #DoItForHolly. Thank you, thank you for a beautiful night, to Don Me Now for their gorgeous space and Christina Jones Photo for the professional photos! And another big thank you to all of our donors! We raised $1000 worth of donations for the auction basket and were blown away by the generosity. We love you, I love my followers and appreciate the support.

XO, Cheers!
Jenn

In loving memory of Holly Howroyd
December 16, 1963-January 15, 2019

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The second stormy season of my life came at the age of 7. I don't recall this being as near death or dramatic as the first one but, my parents were divorcing. I remember the night they decided to tell me. They told me to come into their bedroom and my mom was holding a handwritten letter in cursive (I assume it was points to make to me while giving me their speech). I said "are we moving? Did dad get a new job?" which were all normal assumptions coming from a 7 year old. My mom said they they both loved me and my sister very much but that my dad had been sleeping at my grandmoms and they were going to get a divorce, I cried.


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Story 2- The Queen of Christmas

The second stormy season of my life came at the age of 7. I don't recall this being as near death or dramatic as the first one but, my parents were divorcing. I remember the night they decided to tell me. They told me to come into their bedroom and my mom was holding a handwritten letter in cursive (I assume it was points to make to me while giving me their speech). I said "are we moving? Did dad get a new job?" which were all normal assumptions coming from a 7 year old. My mom said they they both loved me and my sister very much but that my dad had been sleeping at my grandmom's and they were going to get a divorce, I cried. But the only other thing I can vaguely recall from that night was my dad giving me a teddy bear and telling me if I ever felt sad and he couldn't be there to hold that bear tight and it would make me feel better. It was white with plaid feet and a plaid bow, a Christmas bear, because of course they told me right around Christmas time; which in turn made me hate Christmas as a child. I had that bear until I went to college. The repercussions of the divorce don't seem that bad now; there isn't anything too awful that I remember except hating Christmas because it was always an argument of who would get to keep us overnight on Christmas Eve. I would begin crying in the shower starting around Thanksgiving and for the next month knowingly the arguments would begin anyday. In retrospect at least they both loved us enough to both want to be with us!


My sister was really young so I didn't have a divorce buddy to trudge through the trenches with, so, I went it alone! And guess what, I eventually got through it. As expected, the divorce created a lot of friction in the family but it never tore us apart. I am still very close with both of my parents. My mom is happily remarried to my step-dad, Rob and they have been married for 25 years. They also gave me a brother, Robby. My dad dated a "person" (can you feel my enthusiasm?) for 14 years but he got a clue and they split up in 2006. Now he puts most of his focus on work and a new business venture as well as me and my sister. My dad is a smart man.


Once I was old enough to make my own decisions I started to grow a slow but massive crush on Christmas. I was then able to decide where I went and when I went there, and now fast forward to 2018 I stay in Florida for Christmas because this is my home now. Over the years Christmas has become a safe haven for me. It's like a warm, snuggly hug you don't want to let go of. I spend weekends watching Hallmark Christmas movies from Halloween until Christmas and Michael Buble holiday is rockin' my Alexa once fall hits. I now have a whole closet full of decorations about 5 large plastic bins, two trees and a bush. So as you can see I had zero control of this situation as well, only the way I responded to it. I stayed as calm as I could but looking back I was anxious as hell through it all. I had to trust God that He would yet again, help me through. I survived. And you will too. Whatever storm you are facing today remember you are a warrior and you can get through anything you face.

{Wake up, take a deep breath, and own each day!}

 

Proverbs 31:25 she is clothed in strength and dignity and laughs without fear of the future.

XO, Cheers!
Jenn

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I took about 2 months off from writing to figure out which way I wanted to go with my blog. I always wrote about fashion however, what I really feel most passionately about is life experiences and lessons learned. I want to share deeper stories and relate to people on another level rather than just sharing fashion details. Don't get me wrong, I most definitely will be sharing those as well but I want to focus more on lifestyle. I am going to share some stories with you from when I was younger, growing up and later in life where God showed Himself in the depths of my fears. Please read along, learn about me and I pray you get some inspiration in my "Faith In Fear" series.

Good Morning my loves <3

I took about 2 months off from writing to figure out which way I wanted to go with my blog. I always wrote about fashion however, what I really feel most passionately about is life experiences and lessons learned. I want to share deeper stories and relate to people on another level rather than just sharing fashion details. Don't get me wrong, I most definitely will be sharing those as well but I want to focus more on lifestyle. I am going to share some stories with you from when I was younger, growing up and later in life where God showed Himself in the depths of my fears. Please read along, learn about me and I pray you get some inspiration in my "Faith In Fear" series. I also want to introduce my new photographer, Christina Jones Photography.

Story 1- Adolescent Believer

The seasons of our lives are not something we can run away from. They happen whether we like it or not. So many times when we are in the depths of a storm we look up and ask why? Why is this happening? Why me? What did I do to deserve this? But one thing that is true, the sun always seems to rise again.

When I was younger I was extremely afraid of thunderstorms. When I was 5 years old I was out fishing with my dad, his friend and her daughter on our boat. My dad had a boat since the day I was born so this was a common activity for us on the weekends. I would have hoped (and still hope) that my dad checked the weather before we went to make sure we would be safe that day. As we know, the weather, not unlike our lives, can sometimes be unpredictable. We can make all the plans we want but if God wants to bring on a storm, it's a-comin'. That was how this "calm" Saturday morning on the bay in southern New Jersey went. We saw it coming in the distance and my dad started vigorously pulling up the anchor and hurrying us to shore. However, we had gone so far out we knew it would hit before we could get back. I like to call this my first "NDE" near death experience. I was a little dramatic at 5. So there we were hiding under life jackets and anything rubber we could find in hopes to make that the lightning would bounce off of us if it decided to strike at that very moment.

The wind was blowing 100 MPH, just kidding but at 5 it sure felt that way. And in my drama queen defense, there was a pretty stiff wind with loud gusts and erratic waves crashing over the boat. I felt like I was literally in hell. I remember being so afraid and feeling like I was going to die. I was also irritated with my dad thinking "how could he let this happen". It now reminds me of Matthew 8 23:27 when Jesus and his disciples were in a storm on the boat and the disciples were yelling for the Lord to save them and Jesus says "you of little faith". That day I had little faith; little faith in my dad and little faith in the Lord.

When we finally made it to shore I remember leaving my dad and everyone else behind, leaving dust trailing my feet to make it safely to the truck. I was white-knucking the tire until my dad got the boat out and we could leave. When I got into the car I just sobbed. I sobbed because I was so grateful that I was alive. It's funny though because my dad was as cool as a cucumber. He knew we would be ok, he knew he wouldn't let anything happen to me. And the Lord also took care of us just he did His disciples. I needed to learn to have faith and this was my first experience of letting God take the reins during a storm, literally. I had no control, zero, I had to have faith in the people who loved me. And just like every other storm in our life we have to have faith, faith in God, faith in others and most of all faith in ourselves.

XO, Cheers!
Jenn

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Well, I never thought this would be the first blog I would write in 2019. I had taken a little break but have written some new content that I have not yet posted for February. Definitely did not want to have to be writing this but she deserves for people to know what an earth angel she truly was.

I met Holly about 3 years ago when her step-son passed away at 27 years old from cancer. You may recall a past blog I shared about Ricky, my cousin Geena's boyfriend. He was a great guy and is still thought of everyday. During this tragic time, Rick and Holly were still able to smile and keep their faith, trusting in God that there was some sort of miraculous reasoning behind the death of their son. I admired their faith because mine was not nearly as dedicated and holy as theirs. They later told us, that they felt like Ricky passing brought us into their lives and that was the best thing he could have given to them.

Well, I never thought this would be the first blog I would write in 2019. I had taken a little break but have written some new content that I have not yet posted for February. Definitely did not want to have to be writing this but she deserves for people to know what an earth angel she truly was.

I met Holly about 3 years ago when her step-son passed away at 27 years old from cancer. You may recall a past blog I shared about Ricky, my cousin Geena's boyfriend. He was a great guy and is still thought of everyday. During this tragic time, Rick and Holly were still able to smile and keep their faith, trusting in God that there was some sort of miraculous reasoning behind the death of their son. I admired their faith because mine was not nearly as dedicated and holy as theirs. They later told us, that they felt like Ricky passing brought us into their lives and that was the best thing he could have given to them.


I started attending church with a group of amazing people on a weekly basis, Holly included. We would go, worship, praise Jesus and then have lunch. This continued for many months. Then five of us decided to get baptised in honor of Ricky. All five of us stood there donning our "Rick Strong" tees, waist-deep in a hot-tub looking pool with two pastors on either side praying over us. I remember the feeling like it was yesterday. I was hot, my heart was thumping out of my chest, I felt blessed. When I looked up and saw Holly's face, she was glowing at the sight of what just took place. Rick just told us this week that in the moment, it was the happiest he had ever seen Holly. I am so glad I was able to share that with her.

Holly and my relationship grew closer as we discussed business, lifestyle, relationships, dreams, goals, struggles; you name it, we talked about it. She helped me get my health in order after a horrible stomach infection and introduced me to some amazing business people. She supported me, my blog, my work and the person I am, she respected me and vice versa. She never tried to change me, but always tried to help me grow mentally, spiritually and professionally. She became a Florida mama to me and my mom approved :)

One time, I had a crazy near-death experience. Not getting into the nitty gritty because this isn't about me, but, I had 5 SWAT team members pointing guns at me in a barricaded street. When I got out of there, I text Holly and asked if I could come there. She said come here right now. I did. Her and Rick helped me calm down and talk me through the feelings I was experiencing. I was in a really bad place mentally at that time with a guy and my current job. I told Holly I wasn't going out that way, I did not want to meet Jesus in my current mental status, I needed to get my ish together! She cheered me on and we talked about what I really wanted out of life and business. A week later I got a new job and cut off the guy. Sometimes it takes these horrible experiences for blessings to come out of them.

When Holly told us she was diagnosed with cancer I felt numb. How? How can this be? How can you do this God? I was mad. I was angry. But Holly, she stayed faithful until the very end. I so badly want her dedication to her faith. She was always such a calm person and never seemed to let the little things get in her way, always believing that it would all work out for good, as it says. During that time I stayed close with her still doing the things we did. Then she started to get more sick and we weren't able to see her anymore. My heart ached. I stayed in contact via text and a rare phone call here and there. Everytime we spoke I asked when I could see her. Holly, the positive person she was always made light of the situation because she always put everyone else before herself. She did not want me to worry or be upset, so she made it seem like she was doing ok and she would miraculously prevail through this. I knew this was not the case, but she wouldn't let anyone see her and I respected her wishes. I kept her in my prayers and used my phone as our source of connection.

The last thing I said to Holly was Sunday December 30. I sent her a selfie of myself and Geena with a text that read "When can we see you? We miss you so much!" Everytime I text her I asked when we could see her. I was persistent at least. Holly replied:

"Awww love you guys <3 Taking a bit longer to get this dialed in and totally
Fatigued in a way I can't explain. Dr says it may take 6 weeks. Visits
Take too much energy and I am not even letting my dad come. Phone calls
Have to be short too. So I will let you know when it works best. Love you both
And miss you more than you know."
 


My guilt of not responding to that text to tell her I love her eats at me everyday. I think she knew, I hope she did. But I wish I would have told her. Thank God Rick called me when he knew the end was near and I was able to go hold her hand, kiss her cheek and whisper how much I love her in her ear. She died that night, on my dads birthday 1/15/19. I had left to let my dog out and she passed at 9pm that night. When I got the news, I went into the corner of my bathroom, laid on the floor and cried for 15 minutes. After, I got up and got myself together and went to the couch with Dan and I laid there in a fog thinking of my beautiful angel, where was she? What was she doing? Was she able to see us? Did she get to see Jesus yet? Is she ok? Is Rick ok? The questions overwhelmed my brain as I laid there still, and numb.

I kept thinking she wouldn't have left if it wasn't beautiful. I am sure Ricky came down, grabber her hand and took her home. After that, I kept asking for a sign to know she was ok and to know heaven was as gorgeous as we always talked about it being. My friend send me the photo below which literally looks just like Holly. I sent it to Rick on Thursday morning. When I went there Thursday night he said let me show you this painting my neighbor Jen across the street sent me. It was the same painting. I said "Rick I sent you that too! So two Jenn's (with different spelling) sent the same picture to you this morning?!" That was my sign! That was her telling me everything about this picture is true and I have felt at peace ever since.

Holly left a huge impact on my life by showing me how to be a strong, independent, successful woman. She taught me to never settle, to always hold out for what I deserve; to never stop growing, learning and smiling. She always smiled. I don't know one time when she wasn't honestly. I still hear her laugh so crisp in my mind. Her scent surrounds me and I feel her next to me at times. I hate that she is gone, but I will always be grateful for this amazing, intelligent, beautiful woman blessing my life the way she did. And now I have the most perfect angel to watch over me, help cheer me on and guide me in the right direction.
 

Life is crazy, we never know what can happen. Live for today and do what you love. Don't say yes to things that don't bring you joy. Surround yourself with people who bring out the best in you and let go of the ones who don't. Life is way too short to be stressed or angry. Let go of anger, forgive people and love them. We are only here for such a short period of time, make it count. I love you all and appreciate you being supportive of my blog.

XO, Cheers!
Jenn

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But for me it's about a season that makes me feel safe, and loved and cozy. It's like being hugged by someone who loves you so much they just can't let go. Christmas represents Jesus and when I really started to fall in love was in 2012 when I really found my faith and learned the story of Jesus's birth.





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Ok time to get candid. Although, I am always pretty candid with you guys LBH! Most of you know I am OBSESSED with Christmas. Like it's pretty bad not gonna lie. It's my favorite time of year and I start watching movies and listening to Christmas music before Halloween. Side note: I loathe Halloween. Ok anyway, so of course there is a backstory to my obsesh.

When I was 7 my parents got divorced. Of course at the time it felt like my whole world was upside down but as time went on and my mom met my step-dad and my dad moved on as well (ugh get into that story another time) it seemed to be ok and I had made peace with it. However, Christmas was difficult. Around Thanksgiving the conversation turned arguments would start on who we would spend Christmas with. It was flattering that they both wanted us, but I remember crying in the shower because of it and Christmas always felt like a chore and stress more than anything until I got older. Once we were old enough to make our own choices I really started to take a liking to it and it became more enjoyable.

When I lived in New Jersey I used to go all out for my friends kids making them cake pops and candy bags and treats! Now there is just too many and they are so far away. For me it's not about the gifts anyway. We don't really do gifts much in my family now it's money and gift cards and things for the house haha. But for me it's about a season that makes me feel safe, and loved and cozy. It's like being hugged by someone who loves you so much they just can't let go. Christmas represents Jesus and when I really started to fall in love was in 2012 when I really found my faith and learned the story of Jesus's birth.

I slowly began getting addicted to The Hallmark Channel Christmas movies and then decorations. I now have two Christmas trees, a Christmas bush and 5 large containers of decorations. I will do every and all things Christmas related from the end of October til January haha!


This may seem crazy but when I was going through my panic attacks Christmas movies were the only thing that calmed me down. When I have a bad day, no matter what season I play Michael Buble Holiday on Pandora. I love the tree lightings and of course my most favorite place to be at Christmas is DISNEY!!


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Jenn

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She goes through the same trials we do growing up, wondering if we are good enough, if someone is going to fight for us, if we will ever find someone to love us the way we want. She is betrayed by her boyfriend, twice, she is hurt like we all have been but she builds her multi-million dollar company from a broken heart. Eventually she learns her worth and stands up for what she deserves. GUESS WHO?!

 

 

 

So I have a little secret about myself… ok maybe not a secret pursue but I often indulge myself in girly RomComs to make myself feel better about whatever I am going through. I do it with books too but mostly TV. Some of my faves are One Tree Hill, Gossip Girl and Sex and the City. While I feel I can relate to parts of Blair Waldorf and Carrie Bradshaw there are also pieces of their personalities I just can't get on board with. Blair is evil and while it's great for TV it's just not who I am. And Carrie, well she makes some horrible fashion and life decisions and kind of seems a little desperado sometimes which is just not me. So, the moment you have been waiting for… who are my 3 strong women who I relate to most?!

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Brooke Davis- One Tree Hill

  1. She goes through the same trials we do growing up, wondering if we are good enough, if someone is going to fight for us, if we will ever find someone to love us the way we want. She is betrayed by her boyfriend, twice, she is hurt like we all have been but she builds her multi-million dollar company from a broken heart. Eventually she learns her worth and stands up for what she deserves.

  2. Enter Clothes Over Bros. She builds her company in high school, grows it beyond her wildest dreams and never loses sight of who she is. She moves back to Tree Hill away from the glitz and glam to live a normal 20 something life with her best friends. She is super successful but then losesit all and even though there are times she questions herself she never gives up.

  3. She never lets silly things come between her friends. Even though Peyton went behind her back with Lucas, twice, and they parted ways for a bit, they never lose sight of what's important; their friendship. She always puts her friends first; loyal as hell, and says it like it is… mine kinda girl! She doesn't sugar coat things but never says anything to hurt you (unless you deserve it). She's always by Peyton and Hayley side. It takes a long time for her to let people in, but once she does, she is in it for the long haul.

  4. She holds out for the man she deserves and makes him fight like hell. This is what I learned most from Brooke. She was constantly hurt and a second thought. She dated men who were not man enough for her and were too afraid of her strength and independence. Julian came along and she pushed him away (I think only to see how hard he would fight). Like I said she made him fight. She chose Sam (her foster child and her home) over being with him, and when she felt like she was coming 2nd to Alex she cut Julian loose until he proved her wrong and she felt like she could trust him. She finally got the love and life she waited for and she did not settle for anything less. That's why Brooke Davis is my spirit animal.

 

Olivia Pope- Scandal

  1. Olivia doesn't put up with bullshit. She knows who she is and owns her power. She makes mistakes and owns those too. Those mistakes never made her feel like she deserves less than the best. She is fine being alone and will never settle for mediocracy. She knows her worth and her value and adds for tax and shipping.

  2. She is a badass boss babe. She runs her own company and can handle anything that comes her way. She holds her head high with dignity and grace and never runs from problems. She faces them head on, deals with it then cleans up the mess. She moves on like it never happened. She doesn't let her personal life affect her business. She is a fighter and a warrior. She survives more than anyone could imagine and does it fearlessly.

  3. She fights for love but she doesn't give up herself for it. She has an affair with the president, but doesn't settle for 2nd best. She doesn't give up her life or business to be with him but instead decides she will choose herself first and if they are meant to be timing will handle that. She loves without apologizing. She knows stolen moments aren't a life so she moves on until perfect timing brings them together. She doesn't dwell on the hurt or not having the person she loves by her side, instead she rocks her business and first handedly saves the presidency. She befriends the Mellie, and helps her become a kick ass president. They share some pretty great drunken girl moments, she chooses friendship over love.

 

Queen Elsa- Frozen

I can sum up my correlation to Elsa in a few short sentences. She doesn't let anyone in, she pushes people away and is fearful. She doesn't feel just pushes it deep inside. Then she realizes her capabilities, lets the past go and moves forward opening her heart and life to those who truly love her. She lets go of perfectionism and lets her true-self shine. She is the true definition of a queen.

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Jenn

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Dear Jenn,

The braces will come off and you will look less awkward in high school; but life is not all about looks doll. Stop being a shallow ice queen and see people for who they really are. Because one day you will be in love with him back, and it will be too late. Save your virginity for someone who you actually give a damn about. I know you think you love that boy, but you don't. Don't get those tattoos, they are not cute at 33. You're not fat. Your parents will stop fighting at Christmas eventually and then Christmas time will make you sublimely happy. You and Brittany will be best friends, so stop being such a bitch to her she doesn't deserve it! Let yourself love. I know you're afraid of getting hurt but it's a part of life and in the storm is where God makes you fight the hardest and changes who you are for the better.

Dear Jenn,

The braces will come off and you will look less awkward in high school; but life is not all about looks doll. Stop being a shallow ice queen and see people for who they really are. Because one day you will be in love with him back, and it will be too late. Save your virginity for someone who you actually give a damn about. I know you think you love that boy, but you don't. Don't get those tattoos, they are not cute at 33. You're not fat. Your parents will stop fighting at Christmas eventually and then Christmas time will make you sublimely happy. You and Brittany will be best friends, so stop being such a bitch to her she doesn't deserve it! Let yourself love. I know you're afraid of getting hurt but it's a part of life and in the storm is where God makes you fight the hardest and changes who you are for the better.

Speaking of God, stop being embarrassed about church, I know you go to satisfy mom but God is the only way you will survive everything you will have to go through in the future. Learn to love the Bible, it's ways and teachings. And also, let go of control and let God lead the way, He has better plans than what you are even imagining.

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Worrying changes nothing, go through the panic attacks, breathe and then focus your attention on something else, it will pass. Every struggle is a step forward. There will be a lot of ups and a lot of downs, Dad will come to the rescue more than you want but that is what he is there for.

Don't go to school to be a teacher, it is a waste of money and time. Along with that, don't go to Cabrini College; there was no lesson that came from this, just don't go. You will find a career that earns way more money than a teacher ever would. I know you dream of writing for Vogue and it's a great dream, but be realistic. There will be a crash in 2008, don't move to Hoboken, Anna Wintour is not going to hire you. It's not that easy and it's a lot of work, and you will fulfill your dream in other ways but it will not be over night. Learn patience, it's a virtue you don't have.

Don't stress and cry over men, it's worthless. Let them go. AND STOP TRYING TO SAVE THEM! Their issues are not yours! It's their shitty marriage, not yours! Stay away from that area completely. Just know, what's meant to be will be. God has a plan and you just have to trust it. Being a wife and a mom may not be in the cards for you, but you will be ok with it and your purpose on this earth is for something else!

You're a spender, start saving now. You will always like nice things, but, you will always be independent enough to take care of yourself and get some pretty nice things too! Don't buy trends, and keep the same car for longer than 3 years unless you want to lease.

Laugh at the mess. Cry when you need to cry, but wake up choosing to be happy. Go through the lessons and learn them, don't keep repeating the same mistakes over and over again. Travel much. Enjoy the simple things. Hold on to great friends and toss the crappy ones. Always speak your mind (you always do a good job with that!). Don't stop writing. Don't stop being creative. Don't stop learning. Don't look for love, but let it find you. Go after all your dreams, anything and everything is possible. Let God be the leader of your whole life.


Xo, Cheers!
Love, Jenn 2018

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Day after day it gets exhausting worrying about what I am eating and drinking and if it's going to make me gain 3-5 lbs. Being in the blogger world it's very difficult not to compare yourself to the other girls who are naturally thin and tall. I am certainly not tall, and not as skinny as most of the bloggers out there. I am 5'2", 125 lbs and a size 4 and ya know what, I am A-ok with it. Dieting and hardcore working out is just not my forte. It's not something I really enjoy. I do like to run, that is a basis of workouts honestly. I hate lifting weights, super boring, not for me. And I make any excuse I can not to do it.



Day after day it gets exhausting worrying about what I am eating and drinking and if it's going to make me gain 3-5 lbs. Being in the blogger world it's very difficult not to compare yourself to the other girls who are naturally thin and tall. I am certainly not tall, and not as skinny as most of the bloggers out there. I am 5'2", 125 lbs and a size 4 and ya know what, I am A-ok with it. Dieting and hardcore working out is just not my forte. It's not something I really enjoy. I do like to run, that is a basis of workouts honestly. I hate lifting weights, super boring, not for me. And I make any excuse I can not to do it.

Don't get me wrong, naturally I like to eat healthy. Generally I eat the same thing, chicken, turkey, veggies, brown rice etc. However, I love sweets and I love wine and I do not and will not give them up. I do consume them in moderation but here's the deal. We are only here for a short period of time, I am not going to say no to that once in a blue hot chocolate or a handful of peanut M&M's if they are going to make me happy.

I do not believe in the keto diet, because to keep that figure is a lifelong choice. As soon as you eat one carb or an ounce of sugar it will go right back on. It's not a healthy way of living. I am however, a firm believer in eating healthy, portion control and most importantly SELF-CONTROL. I am a control freak so I will never sit at home and consume a whole bag of chocolate. I used to down a bottle a wine but I have learned to control that as well for the most part, unless it's a night out.

I am stressed out enough with work, blogging and life in general I don't want to stress out about the tire around my stomach, or the fat patch under my non-so-much-there booty. I take care of myself for the most part, I probably could step it up a notch and I will but my point in this is that everyone has imperfections. I used to hate my cellulite, and I don't really have that much just a little on my thighs but then I saw a picture of Serena Williams who's rear and thighs are covered in cellulite and she is one of the best athletes to ever walk the planet. It's a natural thing, either you have it or you don't.

If you are one of the lucky ones to have a bod like Jennifer Aniston or the lifestyle like JLo (No caffeine, sugar or alcohol - no thanks) good for you, but it's not my choice. I like wine and I like sugar and I like indulging once in a while and if that means being an extra 5-10 lbs heavier so be it.

I know a lot of people who are solely focused on their weight and the struggle to lose it. I can tell you this, my sister was 140 lbs and 5'2". She did crossfit and worked out like a mad woman. She was toned but lost 0 weight. She did not build a butt or get skinny arms, how she lost the weight was by eating right. Not cutting carbs or sugars or any of the good stuff, by macros balanced eating. It's not so hard to do honestly. You just have to stay under a certain amount of carbs, fat and protein. She is now 105 lbs (she needs to gain some weight now lol); but she just does some yoga, and cardio and the occasional spinning class. She busted her butt, no pun intended, and it didn't pay off. Everyone's body type is different but the bottom line is, if you are confident with what you have screw it. I have flaws but I also have parts of me that I love, my eyes, my chest, and the front of my thighs so those are the parts of my I show off. I'm not ashamed of the other parts like my chubby arms, my stomach that is not flat at all, or my butt that is non-existent; it is what it is. I am not Kim Kardashian and frankly I don't want to be. We are always going to find things that we don't like, so my new goal is to focus on things I do like and embrace the parts of me I don't. I am lucky to have strong arms and I am lucky to be healthy enough to have weight on me.

Ladies, stop stressing out about your weight, it's a waste of time and energy that you could be focusing elsewhere like on your beautiful family, experiences and the simple things in life. Eat the cake. Drink the wine.  Have the M&M's it's not going to kill you or add a dimple to your butt! Embrace and love who you are!

CHILL OUT!!! IT'S THE HOLIDAYS ENJOY THEM!!!

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XO, Cheers
Jenn

 

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I have really learned my worth and what makes me feel good and what does not. And if it does not feel right, or feed my soul it has to go. They have to go. So if there is someone lingering around your heart decide if they are giving any positive purpose to your life or just taking up space like those clothes in your closet. They fit at one point, but now they just don't feel right anymore and are totally out of style. TOSS!!!!

In life, we all go through seasons; emotionally and physically. There are times where the storms are more than we think we can handle and we have no clue how we will get out alive. Seasons where the sun shines bright everyday and we are able to stand back and appreciate all we have. And for just one moment everything is perfect. And there are seasons when it is time to declutter! Cleaning and gutting out excess can help us in our homes and our lives.

As I mentioned previously, I have been shifting to a more quality vs quantity way of thinking in more ways than one. I cleaned out my closet by giving two trash bags of clothing and shoes to my younger cousin, Hanna. I took items that I know I would not wear because I haven't in over a year and didn't think twice about tossing it. Somedays I think oh no how can I part with this and others I am cut-throat and decisive. That day I was relentless in trying to clear out my closet. And ya know what, I still feel like there are lingering items that probably need to go. I will get there.

Like my closet, I am trying to declutter my mind by focusing on my plans and goals for the future in a more precise and planned manner. We are all know we can make plans and then we hear God laugh (thank you Thomas Rhett for that lyric). But we try to create goals to help lead us to where we want to be. One thing I am certain is that we should never stop growing or learning. The best way to do this, is to stop and evaluate your why. Why you are doing what you are doing and what purpose do you want it to bring to your life and the life of others? For me, my why, is to share my life experiences with others to motivate them to feel beautiful and powerful inside and out. We are all in this together.

As for this heart, well that's a big old hot mess but I am working on it. Like the lingering items in my closet I still have those who linger in my heart but need to go, for good. I do believe this year, and what I have gone through with heartache and my anxiety I have really learned my worth and what makes me feel good and what does not. And if it does not feel right, or feed my soul it has to go. They have to go. So if there is someone lingering around your heart decide if they are giving any positive purpose to your life or just taking up space like those clothes in your closet. They fit at one point, but now they just don't fit right and are totally out of style. TOSS!!!!

XO, Cheers!
Jenn

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