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My Story - Part One

Hey guys and gals, I warned you all that this day would come! Let me just start off by saying that when I started my business I NEVER thought I would include a blog. I am the girl that likes to hide in the corner at parties, dodge people at the grocery, and screen all my phone calls. I'm the epitome of an introvert. The last time I wrote a lengthy post about myself was back in my Xanga (emo) days, which was over 12 years ago. So why am I starting a blog then? Well, one of my favorite things ever is getting to know people's stories. I also love knowing the story behind the products that I buy. How did this product come to be? Who is this person behind the brand? When I buy a product from someone I "know", it feels a thousand times more personal. When I take a step back I feel like I've been a little selfish. I've kept a good distance between myself and the people who support me. It's not because I don't appreciate you all, it's because it thrusts me out of my comfort zone. 

So now what? Well, I'm going to start by telling you all a little bit about myself...

 

PART ONE.

I grew up in Indiana and lived a pretty interesting childhood. I danced ballet (pretty rigorously) for roughly 15 years and was able to travel and train in some really incredible places. Since I had a pretty extensive ballet schedule that meant I needed to be homeschooled, so 4th grade through high school I did just that, and I loved it. Ballet was everything to me and I was good at it. Every decision I made revolved around ballet. I sacrificed a lot of "normal" childhood activities in order to keep up with my training, but that never bothered me. 

Fast forward to senior year of high school and those last 6 months found me completely burnt out. I had been dancing long hours, 6 days a week for years and it took me a long time to finally get to my breaking point. It felt like a job now, and I wasn't getting paid. I was putting in SO MUCH work and I was tired. I wanted to go to school, I wanted to hang out with friends, I wanted to have a free saturday, I wanted to live a life that didn't revolve around classes and rehearsals. Even though ballet life was rigorous, it instilled so many good qualities in me at a very young age. Work ethic, dedication, consistency, sacrifice, and the importance of being on time.  

 

After high school I took a semester off and tried to figure out what the heck I was going to do with my life. I NEVER thought I would go to college. Growing up in the ballet world you rarely go to college. You dance. You get thrown into a ballet company at a very young age and you dance until you get injured or you get too old, whichever comes first. Then you teach until you retire.

So now here I am (not dancing) and trying to figure out what my other interests were. I had no hobbies because I never had time for them. I didn't know what I wanted to do or what I wanted to be because I never thought I would have to make that choice. I always just thought I would be a ballerina. As I started to pick apart my life the only thing that I kept coming back to was my love for kids. I decided to go to a small Christian college in Tennessee to study Children's ministry. Flash forward to senior year and I (like a lot of confused kids) had decided I wanted to take my life in a different direction. I did end up graduating with my degree in Children's Ministry, but now I'm a college graduate on her way to cosmetology school in Kentucky. 

Cosmetology school was awesome. I truly loved it. I finished in a little over and year and immediately went into a job at a salon. Up until then, working in a salon was the best job I had ever had. I loved being able to tap into my creative brain again by working with the chemistry of color and the technicality of hair cutting. It was art. I felt like I was in my element. 

Fast forward 4 years later and now I'm married and living my best life. What happens next is unexpected, scary, and shakes up my entire world....

 

Stay tuned for PART TWO. 

 - Megan