I’m still pretty awkward.

I’ve come to accept that this is how I’ll always be.

Some find it endearing (thank god).

And some, I’m sure, find it amusing.

If you would have met me six years ago you would have concluded the same.

I use to over do it. Too much hair, too much makeup, too many clothes; all in an effort to mask this pimple of self disgust that is namely our high school years.

After I graduated, subscribed to a few fashion magazines, and started working in retail I decided I needed to tone it down… WAY down. I realized this wall I had built of layered concealer and blinding eye liner was only keeping one person out – Me.

I was afraid of my own potential.

Fast forward six years and I’ve improved some, it’s a work in progress.

What I’m proud to say I’ve accomplished is my “fuck’m and chuck’m method”.

No, not in that sense.. Perverts.

I mean: dress how you want.

Say what you want.

Be who you want to be.

Do you really think in 50 years you will still be worrying if people judged you for wearing that bad ass velvet crop top? No.

So let your hair down. Don’t shave if you don’t want to (whatever). And keep up with your own fashion trends – not others. You’ll be more happy with yourself in the end.

Awkward Blessings,




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P.S. – Oh shoot, was I suppose to mention my jewelry business?


Well, after several years of working in retail and never being fully satisfied with the products I was offered I decided to start designing my own. I spent a lot of my time studying artist’s work, not necessarily jewelers – but paintings that inspired me, patterns, photography, etc. This was an easy transition for me. As a child I would spend rainy days cutting up my mother’s old blouses (to her dismay), stealing second hand trinkets, making mobiles out of coat hangers – pretty much making anything and everything I could out of recycled materials.. before I even realized what recycling was. This idea of using any material I could get my hands on paired with my slowly developing self awareness bore the love child that become Namastemily.

Namaste loosely means:

“My soul recognizes your soul. I honor the love, light, beauty, truth, and kindness within you because it is also within me. In sharing these things there is no distance and no difference between us. We are the same. We are one.”

I like to remind myself often that we are all on the same journey, pursuing the same things, feeling the same struggles – the only difference between us being whether we realize this or not. This mantra has helped me accept my awkwardness – I feel confidence in the fact that we are unified through our flaws – because we are the same. We are one.

I would like Namastemily to be an example of this; Not only through the jewelry – those are just mere material objects – but through the connections we make when we are all working towards something we love. These are the kinds of lasting connections that I hope to establish with my business.