The Beauty in Choosing…

 The Beauty in Choosing….

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Beautiful Art that fills our City Streets…

 The beauty of our days is the many opportunities we get to choose. Every day YOU get the choice to see the glass as half empty OR half full. I whole-heartedly say, choose to see yourself half way closer to your goals than farther than you are imagining. Remaining focus and ambitious isn’t a seasonal desire. You have to be eager to challenge your daily ambiguity and remain positive during the most difficult of times. You spirit cannot be broken without your consent. Your armor will become dented by the spells of life, but your spirit will not be broken….

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The Beauty in Choosing

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 Top: Old Navy      Skirt: Marshall’s          Leggings: Targèt       Shoes : Nine West   Accessory: Handmade bag purchased at a Cali. Flea Market

So going with the theme of choice, i’ve mixed and matched one of my favoity sweaters with a more vibrant color skirt  and then with a very neutral color pant.

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Top: Old Navy      Pant: Banana Republic    Shoes : Nine West

Accessory: Handmade bag purchased at a Cali. Flea Market

Hair: (2strand- twist) Shea Moisture Curling Smoothie & Eco Styling Gel

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I have the ability, no matter the circumstance in  my life, to fill my glass at least half way. I am never empty … 

Amoi 

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Never Empty …

fun being a WallFlower

Some things are more fun as a wallflower…



I had a great time catching up with a few friends from college this past weekend. With our busy lives and different worlds, it’s been a little more than 3 years since we last saw each other.   With a massive group text and the universe working on our sides, our schedules aligned, allowing us to meet up for dinner and laughs!

We sat there for hours reminiscing about our crazy days in college, the senseless things we did in our naive youth, and the upcoming things of our lives. It was beautiful to see everyone conversing and cheerful. This was a great idea!

Contributing here and there, I felt a bit like my purse. My presence was like a  beautiful mosaic.  I spent most of the night content with being the Wallflower in this group. I was happy to see that everyone was doing well… and that regardless of the years that pasted, we still valued our friendships.