Fuck A New Year’s Resolution.

Because lets be real,

If there’s ever a day to reflect/honor all we’ve learned & accomplished in a year and then set intentions for how we’d like to improve and slay shit over the upcoming year,

It’s the day we were born. 

However, there are few things I love more than a good contradiction,

*Tacky gold EVERYTHING,

*Real Mint Chip 🍦 (not that dyed green shit), 

*A well executed hair flip...

AND

There’s a lot within the parameters of 2018 that I’m super proud of,

So what the hell?!

If have one 2019 resolution/mantra/whateverthefuck, it’s this:

(*raises last nights flask)

To going hard into the unknown.

To stepping away from things we’ve allowed to define us when they no longer work.

In spite of being uncomfortable/scared

Or worse,

Hiding behind logic to over rationalize why we shouldn’t make bold moves that have no supporting evidence will better serve us,

(exhale...)

But making them anyway.

Because we trust, really trust,

Our resourcefulness, resilience and honed skills as savvy hustling Queens,

That we will always fucking eat.

CHEERS TO FUCKING SHIT UP IN ALL THE RIGHT WAYS.

(*and now, time to decide of I’m gonna sleep this off✨🍄✨ or continue ride...)

- Xxo, Val