

This is probably the most personal post I’ve ever written. I tend to keep the blog light and breezy but with the New Year, I’m feeling a bit reflective and even open. So, here goes.
I’ve gained quite a bit of weight since my youth, well I’d say since I was 25. So in 5 years I’ve gained about 25 pounds. Too much. Fortunately for me, I’ve always had great self-esteem and it really hasn’t affected me too much. This started to change recently, however.
When I was in high school, there was a very pretty girl who was a grade above me. She wasn’t especially smart or extremely popular but she was definitely one of the prettiest girls in our high school. She had these amazing blue eyes that really made her, you know. Anyway, I saw a picture of her recently and was very taken aback. She was a mere fragment of her former gorgeous self. She still has very pretty eyes but she looks so average now. She never looked average in high school. But she was thin in high school, and now, she’s average – not thin but not necessarily fat either. Just average.
The other day, I received some photos in the mail that I printed from a special event I attended. I was taken aback. I felt like a mere fragment of my former self. I still have pretty eyes but I look so average now. I never looked average in high school. But I was thin in high school, and now, I’m average – not thin but not necessarily fat either. Just average.
Please don’t take this as conceit because it is not my intention. I am not whining a la Lohan. I’ve always been told I was a pretty girl. I have a great attitude about it. Looks are not everything. I’m not too terribly vain. I don't agree with plastic surgery for the most part. But I’m keeping it real. It’s nice when people give you compliments and I’ve always received a lot of those. Until recently. I don’t need compliments b/c I’ve always been able to compliment myself (insert smiley) but it still feels different.
I guess this post is more for me. A rousing contemplation in print. I want to be, no - to feel amazing! In the end it only matters how I see myself and I haven't been ginving myself butterflies lately. It has to change. I have to make a change!
I know she's a celebrity and I'm not and I know she's skinny and I'm not, but I think we've both got good color sense. Blues are just cool.
I wore this dress to a Christmas Party over the weekend. This may be my new signature color. It just goes so great with my new haircolor. Sorry former fave color, green.




Thanx, SJR
My Name:
1.Your rock star name (first pet, current car):
Sasha Montero
2.Your gangsta name (favorite ice cream flavor, favorite type of shoe):
Java Chip Stiletto
3.Your Native American name (favorite color, favorite animal):
Black Lion
4.Your soap opera name (your middle name, city where you were born):
LeKaye Dallas
5.Your Star Wars name (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 of your first name):
Cocca or Evaca (married name - haven't changed it yet)
6.Superhero name (2nd favorite color, favorite drink):
Green Tea
7.NASCAR name (the first names of your grandfathers):
Frankie Charles
8.Dancer name (the name of your favorite perfume/cologne/scent, favorite candy):
Patchouli Butterscotch
9.TV weather anchor name (your 5th grade teacher’s last name, a major city that starts with the same letter):
Haynes Hartford
10.Spy name (your favorite season/holiday, flower):
Winter Ranunculus
11.Cartoon name (favorite fruit, article of clothing you’re wearing right now):
Pineapple Sweatpants
12.Hippie name (what you ate for breakfast, your favorite tree):
Coffee Magnolia
13.Movie star name (first pet, first street where you live):
Sasha Shadybrook

