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This blog will signify all of the new changes in my life. The process of me becoming a woman into my own. Accepting my flaws and facing adversity. My posts will vary in context, but will be based on these topics: beauty, fashion, love, food, travel and lifestyle. If you are joining me from my old blog NappyNikki Blogs thank you! If you are new welcome to the family. Please feel free to leave comments on posts and share with friends!
Wednesday, May 27, 2015
How To: Protective Style for Loc'd Hair
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Monday, May 11, 2015
Everyone Argues
The reason that I am bringing this up is because the other day my fiance and I were having a conversation about something. I don't remember exactly what we were talking about but the conversation started to move towards an argument. Now, I don't mean break off the engagement argument, I just mean the kind of discussion that shows that even as a couple we can have extreme differences. Just a few days ago I got into an argument with some friends about decisions that I had made in regards to my wedding day. It didn't get to a point to where we were yelling and cursing each other out but it was an argument. They had a different thought and feelings on the decision that I made. My sisters and I used to fight all the time. They always thought I was trying to mother them and steer them in a better path than they were going. We would argue about the most simple things and they would last for days. However, out of all these arguments the one that bothers me the most is the one with my fiance.
When we started dating we rarely had heated discussions. I guess that is because we were still in the infatuation phase. I don't think that infatuation has completely gone away but we have learned more about our differences as time moves on. Many of our arguments comes from one of us not completely understanding what the other is trying to express at that moment. We often deal with the fact that women and men really do think totally on the opposite end of the spectrum. In our pre-marital counseling we learn a lot about communicating and how as humans we will naturally disagree on things. Like, if our kids should go to private or public school, how often we should go on vacation, how is suppose to do what chores around the house, how much money each other spends and even about clothes that the other chooses to wear. None of these topics are abnormal but they all, when discussed for too long, make me very uncomfortable. I cry every time we get there and I hate it. It really bothers me that I can't have a normal argument without tears welling up in my eyes. Nevertheless, I truly believe that since i grew up in a family were arguing was a second form of communication I developed a serious sensitivity to it. So much so that I avoid arguing or fighting with people at all cause. I would rather be wrong than create an argument based on something. I find no pleasure in arguing with people, especially those that I love the most.
Thankfully, our premarital counselling is teaching us a lot about how to handle heated discussion in a manner that no one gets hurt and everyone is heard. We don't fight a lot but I know they will come every now and then. At least now I know that its OK to have differences and better to get them out than let them boil inside of you.
i also heard that make up sex will be the best sex...can't wait for married life!
Wednesday, July 9, 2014
BB Cream Throwdown: Maybelline vs. Shea Moisture
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
hot chocolate daddy’s
as i sit and think about all the beautiful handsome men that come across my path daily, whether it be on the streets of new york or through this wonderful thing call the internet, I am mesmerized by some in particular. im talking about the hot chocolate daddy’s of the world, also known as HCD. i can’t think of any other race that provides such variety when it comes to men better than the african american race. i mean they come in all different flavors and sometimes it’s just too hard to choose.
a little background of where HCD came from, my girlfriend N (didn’t ask if I could use her name) actually introduced me to this amazing acronym a little wile ago. i was already an admirer of the 43 flavors of men that God so graciously blessed me with. but this was a fun new way to nicely admire or point them out. so from now on wen im out with my girlfriends, or alone, and see a nice scoop of black walnut, double chocolate fudge, or my personal favorite chocolate and peanut butter i quietly whisper HCD into the atmosphere.
dont get me wrong people, i thoroughly enjoy a scoop of butter pecan every now and then.