Being in Marrakesh, Morocco, at the amazing boutique hotel, Jnane Tamsna, was an incredible experience. It was full of great food, great people, great culture and a whole lot of dry heat. It was so hot, that 110 degrees was normal. Don’t get me wrong, I loveeee the heat, but that was heat that could fry some bacon. That being said, when it’s too hot outside, I tend to wear my hair in a style that is pushed away from my face. In high heat, gel tends to feel like it is melting on my scalp. Pomade gives my hair a good hold that feels light and I always want my edges to be laidddddd, so I started to use the Form Beauty, Polish Pomade.
The polish pomade is lightweight and “uses a blend of oils to lock in moisture, fight frizz and provide a smooth look and soft feel” (www.formbeauty.com). I was able to create the hairstyle, in the pictures above, in four simple steps.
- Since I was going for a sleek but bushy look. I first brushed out all of my curls.
- I made a part in the center of my head but I only parted it half way.
- I then damped the front part of my hair so my edges and the front could be slicked down and the back could big and bushy.
- Lastly, I brushed down the front area down and pinned it tight. I made the back part of my hair bigger and bushier for as 70’s style inspired look.
Images captured by @itsbarrydaly
Casting expectations suck! We do it in the smallest ways even when we don’t think we are doing it. For example, when you send bae a thoughtful text and he or she doesn’t respond in the way you were expecting or they might not respond at all. The moral of the story is that expecting someone to do something for you just because you did it for them is setting yourself up for heartbreak, unhappiness, and a stank attitude.
I’ll never forget my father taking my brother and I to church every Friday for soup kitchen. After a long week of school or work, church members would get together and help feed the homeless. My first few weeks I was annoyed because I didn’t want to be there and I wasn’t getting paid. I was surrounded by old church folks who talked about retreats that I couldn’t go on, my brother was only there to talk to girls and my job was being the dishwasher. After being a nuisance to my father and begging not to return, he told me that I should stop complaining and realize that “the more you give, the more you receive” (Luke 6: 38). I had no idea what he was talking about, but he suggested I start making brownies and handing them out at the soup kitchen. Since I was a chubby kid who loved to bake, I told myself to do it and have fun doing it.
The following week, I outdid myself and I made five dozen brownies for the homeless soup kitchen. I marched into my church with my blue tupperware ready to serve and not wash dishes. I stood proud at the end of the food table eager to give out my brownies and the people receiving it were even more eager to see me. Many of the homeless men and women enjoyed getting a substantial meal but they enjoyed my brownies more. In a short period of time, I began to create conversations and relationships with these men and women. Some starting coming just because they really loved my brownies and the smile they were given. I became the topic of discussion when those church folks started talking because I went from dishwasher girl to the brownie girl. I felt so blessed and overwhelmed that I could have this affect on people solely by giving them something good to eat. I quickly realized what my father meant about giving and receiving.
When it comes down to giving, give because you want to and because its coming from the goodness of your heart. Don’t give to make others happy, give to make you happy. It made me happy to see those men and women smile just because they had something sweet to eat. It made me so happy that I continued to make brownies all the way up to high school. I grew out of thinking that just because I did something kind for someone that a kind gesture would be returned. I remember getting a few eye rolls, nose flares and stank faces when giving out my brownies, but that didn’t stop me from going back every week. I knew that a majority of people craved my baked goods and I accepted that my brownies were the bomb.com for a large group people but not everyone.
Accept that no one owes you anything in this world. Accept that you are good enough and that the ones who value you will show you. Accept that not everyone is not on the same page as you or has the same train of thought as you. Accept that everyone is cut from a different cloth. Accept that nothing good or bad goes unnoticed. Accept that your happiness stems from you being your best self. Accept that expectations will have you waiting around a long time and you don’t have time for that. Don’t exaggerate yourself in someone life as a priority because you are your own priority. Expectations might suck but you don’t!