Adiba Nelson

There wasn’t going to be any sparkle. There wasn’t going to be any new mommy magic.

It is made up of women that I've known since I was 8, and women I met last week.

"...do you know what happens in lightly buzzed stupors? You get brave. Really brave. So, I signed up for it. In my lightly buzzed stupor I signed up for the burlesque mentorship program.

Enter: Lemonade. [...] Beyoncé reminds us that she is as real a woman as the rest of us. She is a strong woman, yet made even stronger in her ability to start anew.

I applaud you for being here. I applaud you for giving life the five fingers of death and deciding to show up for whatever the day brings — every day.

Want to go on a carbs and wine tour of Italy? Break out the leggings and go for it. This time is yours.

Shit. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t get so sassy right now.

Being a body positive/body acceptance activist means that regardless of WHAT shape my body takes at any given point and time in my life, I love it. I am kind to it. I remember that it has the right to love and adoration, first from myself, and then from my man. I remember that all bodies, those bigger than and those smaller than mine, are entitled to the same, and they are no better or worse than my own.

That, my dear, is self-care 101: You must take care of yourself if you want to take care of others.

Then we had that talk that made my eye twitch: the budget talk.