Little Alexx Blog

As a write this, I look down at my tummy. It’s still tan from summer, the bling of my belly ring (yes, I have a piercing on my tummy), and the rolls fold from one too many times I decided to skip the gym. I heard a song today, about the master and the masterpiece and I kept thinking to myself, I am a masterpiece. Truly. From the very function of my existence to my personality and ability to feel love, I am truly a wonder. This body has been with me from the very beginning. How fantastic of an idea is it that I was once a tiny little cell to now a fully grown woman? My rolls don’t matter to me. They have and always will be there. It’s the softness of my curves and the strength of my body that defines me as Alexandra. I’ve never been the thinnest girl in the room, but I have always been in the most confident. The confidence doesn’t come naturally though. I have always been too much. Too loud, too dramatic, too wild looking. I have never been consistent with anything except my consistency to not be consistent. When I played volleyball in junior high, I had a powerful left handed swing. It was actually really impressive. I just wasn’t consistent. So, while the other girls had boring and slow serves, they still played more because no matter what, they got it over the net and playable serves. I personally would hit too hard and knock it out of the lines every time… I have a very strong left arm…. I have never been boring or consistent. I have always been the loudest one out of my friends and enjoy being the life of the party. It was surprising to me in high school that being too much with too much curly hair and too much fashion was actually a negative thing. I was loud with one too many opinions on how to do things the right way (I’m also a  It wasn’t until I left the walls of the creative prison in which I was kept in that I realized that I was actually a bad ass that could be respected by others. For those who do not understand, they feel fear which leads to contempt. Don’t feel fear. Feel love and understanding for those different than you. How? Be honest and ask them. Get to know them. Embrace your differences and love them anyways.

In our political climate today, we are now more separated than ever. Have you ever thought of what would happen if we were to sit and have a conversation with one another? My goal to my readers this week is to talk to someone differently than you. We naturally gravitate to those who are similar to us. Whether it is our race, sex, gender, interests, hobbies, we usually can spot someone in a crowded room and feel comfortable if we find someone like us. This week, think outside of yourself. Go up and start a conversation with someone different than you and see what happens. Sure, it may be the most uncomfortable thing in your life, but at least you’re putting yourself out there. Imagine what the world could look like if everyone did that?

This past weekend, I had the absolute pleasure of road tripping to Kansas City with my favorite person. KC was an absolute blast and I fell in love with the Nelson Atkins Museum of Art… So. Much. Fun. Here’s to more fun road trips and great memories!

Early voting in different states is OPEN. Please please make sure that you vote, sweet things. YOUR VOTE MATTERS. Don’t like the world that we live in? VOTE. Let’s win this, babes.

Today’s Mantra: 

“I AM making decisions from a place of LOVE rather than from a place of fear.”

love your rolls, love your too muchness.

blessings, a