I Use To Be A Hustla..

Before this bought with depression, anxiety, and unemployment; I use to be one money making chica. I worked a full time job and did hair on the side every chance I got. Ran to NY every chance I got because money wasn't a issue. Even had a guy who hated the fact that I didn't give him the attention and time he wanted, when I really was. (Went to work, braided hair, and went to see him during the witching hour which was perfect since he would be getting off work at that time.) I miss those days so much. I'm looking for a real job because this babysitting shit is so in the way, I want and need more money to live this lifestyle I somehow created for myself. Yeah, I'm living at home but I would love to be on my own, in my own space, doing whatever I please. I wonder what happened to my hustler ambition, it just disappeared over the last 2 years..

I may have to give up....

Braiding hair that is.. Not on life.. Carpal tunnel syndrome is no joke. My hands randomly ache for days on end from doing the slightest things. Its so bad that I almost couldn't finish a client's hair. I think I'm going to have to find alternative ways to do hair without killing myself in the process. The best solution I've came up with is to stop offering braids that take long periods of time to do aka the real money makers: kinky twists, box braids, micros, individuals; and stick to sew in weaves. They take half the time, I get a chance to cut and style, and I actually enjoy the transformation.. So, I am officially saying GOOD BYE to braiding hair. (Well unless a old client hits me up).

DIY: Skirts for the Fall

The cool weather is upon us and I'm excited about making a couple dozen (More like 4 or 5) skirts for the season. I have been neglecting my sewing machine since the beginning of Spring when I made my favorite/over worn maxi dress.


Youtube has been my inspiration, as always, finding some very useful ideas and such. I think I'm going to make a couple maxi skirts, a couple circle skirts, and possibly another pencil skirt. I may even make a maxi dress with long sleeves since I LOVE dresses..

Here's a link to some of my favorite Youtube videos on DIY sewing clothing projects. 

Pictures will be coming as soon as I start/finish said pieces.

Anxiety attacks....

Back in late 2010 while I was in NY, on the train, going to meet my sister for lunch.. I had a panic attack. A couple weeks later when I was back home, I had an anxiety attack after a interview. I tried to explain what happened to me to either my mother or sister and neither one of them seemed to understand. Then they were coming more and more and I couldn't understand why. I didn't feel anxious about anything, but I guess internally I was.

Jump to this year. I had a couple anxiety attacks due to the fact that I am a people pleaser who is currently getting dicked with helping people. I find myself being anxious about the future and something as simple as wanting to do my hair and not having the funds to make it happen. I've looked up ways to deal with anxiety attacks, and so far nothing helps. If I had medical insurance, I would definitely make it my point to go see a therapist; but since I don't, blogging & talking to certain people shall be my therapy sessions.

Common courtesies..

It's the small things in life that mean so much to me, for example: having good manners, being on time, being aware of your surroundings.. Recently, I've noticed that some people just don't care. I babysit for my neighbor and this woman has no idea how much it pisses me off that I come at the scheduled time and she either leaves late or comes back late, messing up my time/plans. I understand, you can't always be on time.. But is it that hard to try to be? She doesn't even let me know she'll be back late until it's the time she was supposed to come back. That's just rude.

Then an hour ago, I did a friend's hair. He didn't tell me how he wanted it done, so I did something simple and quick. It was very neat and plain. He pays, leaves my house, to go where ever to post on Facebook & Twitter that he needs his hair done like I didn't just do it. How rude? If you didn't like what I did before you left my house, why didn't you say so? Why didn't you tell me how you would like it in the first place? You're a paying customer for a service I'm providing; so why wouldn't you say anything?!

I really feel like some people are jerks and don't care. It's just in their nature, but I'm not a jerk (at least not on purpose) and I hate for people to treat me like that.. *sigh* Tis life I suppose..