I’m a bit biased..


..but I’m a mamma’s girl. Don’t misunderstand me, I adore my dad beyond explanation, but my mom..she is a part of my soul. Looking in past posts, the love for my mom is quite evident. When it comes to Mother’s Day I try to give her a gift or affection she deserves. The older I get the harder it gets to get her the perfect gift because when she needs something..she buys it. As I was thinking what to get her this past May, I KNEW it had to be something that would last longer than money. Photos. I contacted my good friend in the industry and in life, Kaylynn Marie, to schedule a mini-shoot. Prior to the shoot, I wanted her to feel completely spoiled so we both got our makeup done at Sephora. They did a phenomenal job! After being dolled up, we headed to downtown Baton Rouge for our photo-shoot and sushi date. The shoot was more fun than I could have even imagined. Kaylynn just captured us being us and did it perfectly.

Kaylynn always capture my best side, haha

um hello hot mamma!

off to eat sushi


To Wanda

Dear Mom,

I don’t even know where to begin on this letter. I admit I shouldn’t wait till this day to post a letter to you. You deserve way more than that. You deserve way more than anything this letter will entail. You deserve the world. You are one of the strongest women I know, if not the strongest. Not only are you emotionally strong, but also physically you can take me any day. I won’t lie about that fact on here. I can only remember winning maybe one of our many wrestling matches. Most of them end with the same outcome..you straddling me relentlessly reminding me that you just kicked my butt. You are more than a mom to me. You are my best friend.

You are a woman I admire. Throughout every tantrum I’ve thrown, every dramatic female moment I’ve had with you; you stood by me. You didn’t walk away. You didn’t give up hope. Instead, you stood next to me letting me know everything will be okay. You’ve been my comfort and my rock for the past 19 years and for that I’m eternally grateful.

Let’s face it; without you I wouldn’t be here. Now I know dad had a part in the making of me as well, but our connection is different. I was formed inside of you. God placed me inside of you and your life. I don’t know why I was chosen to be placed in your life, but I am so thankful I was. I’m sure there has been many times you’ve wanted to put me back on whatever shelf you found me on, but you didn’t. You denied yourself and put up with all of our issues and troubles without a complaint. I’ve never understood how you’ve managed that.

{Now, to the readers. Don’t think this fox I’m talking about is a fragile little petunia. No-sir-ee! She’s a brute with a jaw!! Like I mentioned earlier, anytime we get in a wrestling match she dominates me. One time, dragged me out of my bed my ankles and that match ended with her holding my shoulders down while she tortured me by tickling.}

Mom, I think once of best things you’ve done for me (in recent years) is confirming that I’m beautiful. As a girl, I struggle with body issues. What girl at this age doesn’t? Rather than pick at me and poke fun about my curviness, you stood right next to me and never ceased to lift me up. You never once joined in and poked fun at me. That means the world to me. No matter what others may say, I know you, my mother, will tell me how precious I am. The way you put up with me continues to amaze me. I can be such a prick and have such a sour attitude, but you just take the hits. That attribute right there makes you a much better woman than I can ever dream of. You know how stubborn I am and we both know where I get that.

Thank you for all the peanut butter and syrup toasty breads you’ve made me. Even though I’m convinced those little devils are the reason I went through my chunky stage, they were simply divine while I had zero cares. Thank you for introducing another delicacy to me..the blessed fried eggs and rice. I can’t even begin to count all the nights you’ve cooked me that rather than an average dinner. Those have meant the most to me. Thank you for always serving my friends and me when we can be such a pain. You have never turned down one of my friends when they’ve admitted they were hungry. In fact, you have always gone out of your way to serve up the best dish they could ever imagine. Dinner and a show, that’s you:) You have never disappointed when it comes to a home-cook meal.

What kind of post would this be if I didn’t mention your dance moves? Best dancer in town right there! Your signature move, which by the way I have been able to master, is always a gift to me. Watching you pucker your lips, throw your hands up, bend your back, and shimmy forward with one leg in front of you. Never fails to bring a smile to my face. I usually follow it with a “Oh yeah, that’s my mom!”

I love you and your soul. Your beautiful, beautiful soul. I should tell you these things for often, but I don’t and I am sorry. I love you an unbelievable amount. You mean the world to me and always will. There is a bond that can’t be described between a mother and a daughter, and I am happy I can share that with you. I hope your day is fully devoted to you.

I love you to the ends of the earth,