I honestly wish I was joking when I say this might be the first time since mid-November where I've left the house in something other than thermal tights, a black turtle neck, a blanket scarf and Timberlands... but unfortunately, none of that was a joke...

New year, new me? No, defiantlyyyy not! Just the same tenacious bitch, in a badass power suit!

I have mixed emotions about turning 25 today, to be quite honest. I woke up and realized I’m not nearly as far along as I thought I’d be... but I’m choosing to process that as motivation instead of petty grief and sadness, lol. I can also see where I’m going on the horizon now, but in order to get there I have some crucial advice for my ¼ century self...

This song embodies exactly how I feel when I wear this outfit. Effortlessly, sexy. "Girl you too much, got my whole shit at a dead stop. When you rock that, got a young boy in a headlock." I'd be lying if I said I don't immediately begin to strut when this comes on in the shuffle with the headphones in! *fights the urge to body roll*

Now, I defiantly pride myself in being a womyn who's confident in her abilities and speaks up when necessary, but I’d be lying if I said I’ve always been this way. I've actually spent most of my life trying to be softer, quieter, and less visible to the world around me. Conformity is something I’ve struggled with in the past and continue to struggle with today, so lets get real about it.