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It’s Time To Tune In


Give me a "Q" Give me a "U" Give me an "E" Give me another "E" Give me an "N" What does that spell? "QUEEN!" Did you spell it with enthusiasm? Did you spell it thinking of yourself as the object of the cheer or was there another woman that came to mind? *Kindly replace with "KING" for our male readers.   Are you your own greatest cheerleader? Are you lending a voice to the praises, the compliments, the positivity that swirls around you? After all if you have started to be careful little eyes what you see, be careful little feet where you go...

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The Sisterhood of Suits & Stilettos


I once read an article that burned down the corporate ladder principle in favour of a jungle gym. It posited that the road to professional success was less about clearly defined rungs reaching up to the sky, as it was about bars moving both vertically and horizontally which you climb in your own unique design. Even in such a short time my definition of success has changed, evolved, and expanded to agree with this jungle gym theory. The longer we work the more we realize that our definitions of success are flexible and adaptable –...

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Be Careful Little Eyes What You See


Social media can be equal parts wonderful and worrisome. It introduces one to a much bigger and broader world that exists outside our own. It ushers our target markets right to our fingertips, keeps us abreast on daily happenings and it provides encouragement, inspiration and humour from millions of miles away. On the other hand, social media can foster comparison, it may fan insecurities and feelings of inadequacy individuals already possess and struggle with. Social media really is what you make it. Where you are (mentally, emotionally, etc.) and how you structure your account and...

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Chase Your Dreams


Shout it from the mountain tops But whisper it in the congregation The purpose is not validation And popular opinion does not grant accreditation . Sing it to your soul in the early morn Feed it with dedication But hasten not to take out adverts It needs no orientation . Build the dream not the team Close your ears to the naysayers Tick the items off your list Open your heart to the prayers . You can achieve Even when it feels crowded The vision will become clear Even though initially shrouded . Don’t let distractions prevail Don’t pick up the heaviness Dig a little deeper within Soon you will strike success . Do what your heart tells you Build what...

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Square Dancin’ My Way to the Top


I don’t remember what class it was, but somewhere during my pre-teen days we were taught to square dance. You must understand that my middle school class consisted of 26 students, with about 18 countries of origin between us all. We were a diverse and spirited young group, with teachers who introduced us to all sorts of off the wall things – including square dancing. I liked excitedly screaming out the “do-si-do” (pronounced 'dough-see-dough') part, but generally disliked square dancing.   Besides the fact that I abhor organized dance, I think I particularly disliked this one because...

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Where Dreams Go To Die


There is a place where dreams go to die. It is located somewhere between procrastination, fear, and sheer laziness. The idea of starting this website was once as daunting as whatever dream you are battling with. Probably more so thanks to my overactive imagination and rather rigorous self-assessment. :| The good news is you’ve typed in the URL – – and it worked. Therefore I can confidently say that 'daunting' is not 'damning' and can clearly be overcome! Are you on the brink of launching your designer label but you are yet to sketch...

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‘The End’ to An Indecent Proposal (Part 2 of 2)

- If you haven't read "An Indecent Proposal (part 1 of 2)" please do that first! - “You are smart, but women need a covering," Mr. G my potential client stated with righteous conviction. "You are here wasting away, probably talking to all these small boys that have nothing to offer you. I will make you rich, I’ll buy you a house and you can drive any of my cars you want. I will pay for your further education, and you only have to make me happy," he leered. "You are brilliant. Look at the report you wrote....

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