your hot mess inspires.

here’s the thing — your over the topness, all over the placeness, can’t seem to figure out my life and get it togetherness…

is absolutely perfect and more than enough for what you want to do.

It’s exhausting to constantly feel like you’re behind and having to work twice as hard to be put together, to work towards your goals just to forget what you were working towards, to get distracted by all of the things and more, and be left at the end of each day wishing you were different, better, more put together.

I get it, I do.

But your hot mess is exactly what the world needs.

We need women that show how crazy things can be and feel, how the days are perfect but somehow she still gets it done.

How no matter what, how many times you fall, trip, stumble, you still show up the next day ready to go again- positive, bright, optimistic.

How you are continuing to learn about yourself, grow, expand, and so much more.

Your mess is perfect for you, perfect for the path you are meant ot be on, and so much more.

You wonder why everyone seems to have it together and how it seems like no one is as much of a hot mess express as you?

No one shows it lol.

When it comes to being a “hot mess”, what does that even mean to you? Are you truly a hot mess, or are you putting expectations on yourself that literally no one else has ever told you to live up to?

Comparing yourself to others is easy, yet it also takes away the opportunity to recognize and see all of the beauty that you are.

What you have accomplished, the hard AF challenges you’ve overcome, the simple fact that you exist today…

We miss our amazingness being caught up in how not enough we are.

Look at you, doing the damn thing anyways no matter what.

Showing up each day no matter what.

Choosing again and again to love yourself (try to love yourself) when the world may say otherwise.

You are resilient, you are strong, you are fierce.

The hot mess you feel like, it’s inspiring to others. They only see the strong, determined, amazing woman that you are and not all of the criticisms you have about yourself.

They feel you. Your aura, your energy.

They are inspired by it — in awe. Even if they feel and see the hot mess, it’s very “I don’t know how she does it, but she does and it’s bad ass AF.”

(let’s pause and be v clear — we don’t need that outside validation. This is more so to tell you…you are being so hard on yourself for things that others don’t even see.)

What would it feel like to embrace the messiness of it all, and declare to yourself “I love me anyways”?

It’s…empowering. To choose love despite feeling like you “shouldn’t.”

You’re the bomb. You’re the boss. You’re that girl, the resilient one, the beautiful, strong, determined, fierce AF, figure it out no matter what and love the world always, type of woman.

You know how life gets to work for you, and you set your standards accordingly.

Hot mess and all.

Allow yourself to be the inspiration. Ily.