Handle Your Fears Before They Handle You


Have you ever felt so paralyzed by fear that you wouldn’t dare do something to confront it? Have you let yourself decide ahead of time that you aren’t ever going to do something because you are afraid of what could happen to you?

Have you ever missed out on potential incredible, memorable experiences because you let fear get the best of you?

When I was in college, I had a lot of girlfriends who were beautiful, funny, and smart, and to top it off, they had great bodies as well. Together, we were all pretty outgoing, adventurous and always looking for a good time. While I had a great time running around with all my single friends, meeting boys and doing things that most college girls do, I had a constant insecurity in the forefront of my mind. I thought a lot of my value was based off of my looks and my body.

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With that, I wanted to find any excuse I had to get out of any type of activity that showed my body... especially swimming. Even going to dances or activities where my girlfriends and I got dressed up was hard, because I was constantly thinking about my body and how I wasn’t as beautiful as my friends. I would double layer my shirts because I thought it would give the allusion that the extra thickness of material would hide how big I really was… (I obviously didn’t realize that just added a little more thickness). I didn’t want to wear anything tight fitting at all, otherwise, it would expose what I’ve been trying to hide from everyone.

These pictures go way back to good ol' 2008!

These pictures go way back to good ol' 2008!

I remember several times, all my girlfriends would plan a trip to California, Las Vegas or Mexico, and while it all sounded like a blast, I knew I would have to be in a bathing suit at the beach or the pool. So I always passed it up. 

I would come up with any excuse I had… I had a big project due, I wanted to stay behind with my boyfriend, I didn’t have money, etc. To be honest, when I first started college, my mission was to find a boyfriend. Not just to have a partner in crime or to get married, but so I could use him as an excuse not to do all these activities with my single friends… ALL BECAUSE OF MY FEAR OF SHOWING MY BODY.  This fear wasn’t necessarily my body. It was a fear of letting others judge me. It was a fear of being vulnerable and owning my body for what it was. It was a fear of being rejected. Mainly it was my fear of what people thought of me, after seeing that I didn’t have the best body or was even close to the washboard abs like my friends. The worst part about it is, I am such a people person, I’m always up for adventure, travel and making a fool of myself. But when it came to showing my body, I wanted nothing to do with it. 

I have come to realize that there is SO MUCH I will and did miss out on because I let my fears get in the way. Over the summer, we went to the beach with my family, and while it is still hard for me to get in a swimsuit, I decided that I can’t let it paralyze me to the point of not going or enjoying time on the beach. I owned every dimple, every stretch mark and every jiggle with each step I took. While I am a constant work in progress, I can’t let my imperfections dictate my ability to be unapologetically myself and just OWN IT. 



Whatever it is that’s holding you back, making you feel unworthy, anxious or paralyzed, feel the fear, face the fear and then see what happens when you come out the other side. 

The fear of being transparent is just one of my many fears. I challenge you to begin facing the one that is crippling you the most and then work down the line.

Who’s with me?? 🙌🏼👯



It is always so enlightening to hear the stories of our followers. We love getting you all involved in this community because we're all in this together! 💥👊🏽 Paige contacted us, asking how she could be a part of #bebonafide and immediately we knew the best way to get involved is to share part of her story. She was so brave and had so much zeal and willingness to get involved. If you ever overthink reaching out to someone, just do it. You never know what can happen from it. :)


Hello! My name is Paige and I have a love-hate relationship with Instagram.

I love how it keeps us connected to so many of our family and friends, how it can help many people start up businesses, and how it can influence others to do good. However, what troubles me most, is the fake persona that many people tend to display.


Manipulation of what is real and what is not is lost in social media. Viewers and followers begin to question the "perfection" and "realness" of the photos. This can only result in an immediate need to compare oneself or to be content with one's life. But, who can really say the latter is always what happens?

I feel that we, especially as women, choose to start comparing ourselves in every way imaginable. Or at least, this is what I do.

Am I the only one out there?

I can’t be.

I get into depressing cycles, wasting time looking at profiles that make me feel “less than _________” (pretty, capable, athletic, skinny, blessed). Then I become frustrated that my life isn’t like theirs, and that I don’t have what they have. As a result, my relationship with my husband is effected for that day because I am focused on these unimportant, superficial, false thoughts. I’m happy to say that these days are far and few but unfortunately, still make their appearance.

Am I alone?


Thanks to Be Bona Fide, I was able to find fellow Instagram viewers that felt this frustration. Thankfully, I stumbled across this account because I was following @TheRealBrookeWhite (who is AMAZING at being real), and she happened to post the Be Bona Fide event she was speaking at. I clicked on the account and looked at the amazing story behind Nicole and Laura’s goal of being genuine and real.

Then I thought to myself, “how I can I be more relatable and authentic for my fellow followers and friends?”

As this thought often crosses my mind, I am still nervous to be real on Instagram, questioning if my followers will judge me, or use my vulnerability against me. Being vulnerable is difficult. It is hard to be open and transparent, to allow others to see my “messy,” and not see my “having it all together.” But then I think to myself, how is this perspective helping others feel normal? How does a portrayal of an unrealistic lifestyle help society feel included and supported? Especially in this day when so many of us, especially women, feel that we need to be perfect by behaving and looking a certain way. To assume that we must be so perfect is miserable, in my opinion. For it is unachievable, it is harmfully obsessive, and it will only destroy you and others around you. Perhaps this is blunt, but I honestly believe it does no good to keep wanting something you cannot have. I believe the way to overcome these harmful thoughts towards ourselves it to be true to ourselves.

I feel I have some sort of calling, a responsibility to be open with my struggles and thoughts. To share my weaknesses and be vulnerable. Brene Brown (if you don’t know who she is, look her up, listen to her TED talks, and be ASTONISHED) states that being vulnerable is not a weakness but a sign of “truth and courage.” I had to think about why vulnerability is a courageous act as I listened to Brown’s talk. As I’ve thought about it, I feel vulnerability can allow us to be honest with not only others but with ourselves. It’s part of the journey to self-acceptance.

My sister, who is in recovery from a horrible eating disorder, told me something she’s learned through therapy. She said,  “We cannot accept others if we don’t accept ourselves first.”

Like duh, Paige!

But really, it was an “Ah-ha!” moment to me. I need to accept things I cannot change; frizzy hair, imperfect skin, a nose that I think is too big for my face, naturally saggy bosom (TMI?) and just accept me.

Social media has its clever tricks, making us feel that “less than _____” feeling all too often. However I am striving to look beyond that, and know that everyone is struggling one way or another, and if they need to post that bikini picture to make them feel more confident, more power to them. But I want you to know that I am more than my “likes” on Instagram. I am working on this every single day, but from the help of amazing companies like Be Bona Fide, we can all help each other out. This is why I am hoping to be a more honest person with myself and my followers, to show the messy life I have, because let’s face it, don’t we all want to Be Bona Fide?

–Paige Ginther (@paigeginther)


Baby Luke's Birth Story

Baby Luke’s Birth Story

08 August 2017 / 9:30 PM / Clements Hospital Dallas TX

Video by Rozlyn Tillman (@rozlyn.tillman)

Big life events never go quite as you would imagine in your head-- and baby Luke's birth story was exactly that. It was emotional, scary, hard, but hands down the best experience of my life. The feeling I had after he was born exceeded any feeling I have ever felt. No one can explain that rush of a mother's love you immediately have for this brand new little spirit.  I will cherish that moment he was placed into my arms forever.

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It was Tuesday the 8th (his due date) and I had gone to sleep with contractions and woke up at 6am with MUCH stronger ones. I was scheduled to be induced less than 24 hours later. But something told me he was not going to wait another 24 hours to meet us.

I told Ryan that this was it- "We are having this baby!”. He looked at me and said “Is this for sure go time?” (I had several waves of braxton hicks earlier in the week which lead to... no baby :). My face said it all-- he then quickly emailed his resident to let him know that I was going into labor! While I labored at home from 6am to 12pm, Ryan and I tried to do some last minute prep work for Baby Luke's arrival.

Because Ryan had been so busy with school he never got the chance to put Luke's dresser together. I remember in between contractions thinking, what is wrong with me?? Why are we still getting ready for this baby to arrive?? I felt a wave of anxiety, as so many thoughts were running through my mind. “Am I really ready to become a parent?” “Why am I such a procrastinator?”  “Can we really do this?'" “This baby deserves better!"

After counting the contractions until about four minutes apart, we hopped in the car and made our way to the hospital.

We were sent to a room and I was hooked up to a monitor. The monitor showed the contractions were coming every 2 to 4 minutes, and YES, they were strong! Ryan sat with me in the room as I made funny faces, said weird words, and struggled through the pain.

I was dilated to a 3 and they decided to break my water to get things going faster. They talked about how long first pregnancies take and how I could be in labor for 24 hours etc. etc. At this time Ryan said he was going to run home and take out Bernie (our pup) and finish working on the dresser. The nurse came in not too long after Ryan left, and she saw my contractions were getting stronger and closer together. She checked me and I was already dilated to a 6! I immediately called Ryan and he raced back over. The next time the Dr. came in and checked me- she said- "You are at a 10, complete, start pushing!” I was so thrown off! How did this happen so fast!?

I gave it a go--  I pushed for about 45 minutes and then we ran into some complications. Luke's heart rate started to drop and they immediately put me on oxygen. The Dr. decided to give me a 40 minute break to let me and the baby rest, and told me we would try again after the break.  I was nervous with this being my first time in labor, and of being so afraid that something might go wrong, that I was so nervous for Luke!  We were so close to meeting him. 

The time came when it was time for me to start pushing again. They took off my oxygen mask and I knew I had to give it everything I had. I had le bestie Larz, along with the nurse and Ryan, all at my head helping me push through the contractions. At one point I remember saying; “Don’t tell me I’m doing a good job,- just tell me to PUSH HARD!” I guess I do better in labor without the positive reinforcement!? Haha. 

I will never forget when the Dr. made the call to send up an ICU Dr. It had been 30 minutes of pushing and Little Luke's heart was continuing to drop -- I could no longer hear his heart beating through the monitor. The scariest sound in the entire world. My body was numb with fear and all I could think about was how I needed to get him out safely. Everything, everyone and every ounce of pain escaped from me. I gave the last pushes all my strength and the moment I heard a little cry was the sweetest sound I have ever heard.

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An intense feeling of love came over me, a feeling that I did not know I was capable of having.

My heart had already grew to let in this amount of love, I did not know was possible.

After being so afraid that there were going to be complications the sound of that first cry immediately brought me to tears. The moment he came out and I heard him cry - was so powerful. I held him tight and just repeated in tears "he is so perfect".

In a world where we preach "it's not meant to be perfect" (@bebonafide). This little angel and all the angel babies out there are 100 percent the exception to the rule.

How can a little bundle that you have not even met yet have so much power over you?

Though, I would say we may not have been the most prepared couple when it comes with all the gadgets and a nursery. I will say the love that Ryan and I have for this little miracle is more than any crib or dresser could ever hold. 

I just love this little being with all my heart and I know that this little guy will forever challenge me, change me and push me. It will change mine and Ryan's relationship, but I know all this change will be for the better.

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We love you baby Luke! We are forever grateful to add you to the Barlow family.

Video by Rozlyn Tillman (@rozlyn.tilllman)





Lately, I've been feeling like I've been in a bit of a funk. My energy has been low, my motivation hasn't been as high and my healthy intake has been kind of mindless... as in, I eat whatever I feel like having without putting much thought into its health benefits. 

I've been telling myself that I need to make a change for a while. But my lack of motivation has been playing devil's advocate. I continue to say: 

"After this vacation, I'll be able to buckle down and focus more." 

"After the weekend." 

"I'll wait until I get that mind shift. I can't force myself or I'm not really gonna change unless I really want to."

Excuse after excuse happened. And let's be honest, this has been going on and off since I had my little Lila, who is now 16 months old. 😳😅

I needed to take my own advice that I constantly give to others and MAKE. A. CHANGE. 


Today is the eighth day of my mental and physical health journey. And it is something that I made a choice ahead of time. I mentally prepared for it. I know I'm not going to be perfect at it, so I am choosing to imperfectly improve myself, my well-being, and make a happier, healthier environment for my family as well. 

Since 40% of our behavior is habit-driven, we must take control of our ability to be self-disciplined, we have to control our habits. In particular, there are 10 habits that I am working to achieve every single day to help discipline myself. 

These are some things I did to prepare BEFORE I STARTED my own mental and physical health journey...and if you want to join in I will be your teammate! Because we are all in this together:

First, I went on Amazon and bought stick-on dry erase vinyl. I stuck it to my bedroom wall, where it faces me when I wake up in the morning. It may not be the prettiest decor in my room, but it holds me accountable from the moment I wake up to the moment I go to bed. 

On one sheet I wrote my weekly, monthly and end of year goals. 

On the other sheet, I wrote my to-do list for the day. It is one of the most satisfying things to physically check off a box on your to-do list. It is very difficult for me to end the day staring at an unchecked box, so it gives me that much more motivation to get that box checked! Who's with me?

I categorized my to-do list by putting down my most important to least important tasks in order- or at least numbered them from most urgent to least. (Reason to follow)

Once you have commitment, you need the discipline and hard work to get you there.
— Haile Gebrselassie

Here are 10 habits I am adding to my everyday routine to bring more satisfaction, joy, and strength in my life. 




One of my goals was to wake up "early". 7:30am. 😂 I'm not a morning person, so that is early for me. But I decided that I was going to wake up before my kids and accomplish the top three things on my to-do list. Make sure they are the three things you feel are most pressing and will keep you feeling less stressed throughout the rest of the day. 



The first thing I put on my to-do list when I wake up is a 3-minute meditation to get my mind balanced and more focused. A great app to use is Headspace, it's a wonderful tool to use, especially if you are a first-time meditator like me.

What is the importance of meditating? Meditating helps us to control our mind and thoughts and turn off our mind when we do not need it anymore.

If you are anything like me, I am not a napper. I go to bed too late and when I try to go to bed early, I toss and turn as my mind runs a mile a minute. Thought after thought consumes me to the point that I sometimes need to get up, make lists, write down my thoughts or even put my loose thoughts into action. (Which is why it is important to write a to-do list every day, so that I can relax and remember that I accomplished my most important things for today and I don't need to worry so much about the small things.)

Meditation can help us embrace our worries, our fear, our anger; and that is very healing. We let our own natural capacity of healing do the work.
— Thich Nhat Hanh


This has been my biggest hurdle since I had my last baby. I have worked a lot on my self-worth and in the middle of it, I got into this mindset of being okay with my body and the changes it has gone through, since becoming a mother. I would say to myself, "it's okay if I have a little flab, a few extra dimples and a little too much jiggle in my steps. I am happy with my body, and I don't have to obsess over the little things." 

But then, something changed. I went back to the gym more than one time in a month! I was working out with my husband, doing squats and box jumps, when that feeling of accomplishment, power, and strength came over me. I missed that feeling. I didn't know it until that moment. A voice came in my head and it said: "you're back". It was the most satisfying and motivating feeling I've had in a while. But let me be honest with you, this feeling only lasted for a few days, maybe even hours. It was still hard for me to get my butt to the gym every day... it actually took weeks until I got my white board and physically wrote down my goals. 

I made exercise my weekly goal. It was my goal to go to the gym 5 times this week. I wrote M, T, W, TH, F, S all with boxes below them for me to check off after each day. Not only did I go to the gym 5 times last week, I went 6! So I'm feeling pretty proud of my self-discipline and commitment. The check boxes are working!



This is always a hard one for us all. With the whole world at our fingertips every second of the day, emails coming through, social media constantly popping up in our heads, wondering about what everyone else is doing, and constantly thinking of the next thing we need to do. It is so refreshing and eye-opening when you stop. Take a minute to look around you, actually look at people in the eyes and simply Be. All. There.

Funny enough, the "Presence" was testing me as I was writing that last paragraph. My daughter, Haven woke up early from her nap and came running in to hug me. As I held her in my arms and showered her with hugs and kisses, she then asked me if I could "please color with her". My immediate thought was, "I will after I finish this blog post." But then, the exact thing I was writing about and preaching about was there to test me. "This blog post can wait, I said to myself." and with a definitive "YES!" I followed Haven to her coloring table and we shared some one-on-one time that we rarely ever get these days. 

I could have missed out on such a sweet, memorable moment with my daughter. And I'm so thankful that I chose to be all there. One thing that I have tried to do since I had my girls was to not work when they are awake. I work during naptime and bedtime, that way I can be more present with them during the day. I know sometimes things come up and I can't always do that, so I set a timer for 20 minutes to spend completely with my girls. To be 100% there with them, and it has really helped with my mom guilt.



Putting together a budget and saving a certain amount of money before the end of the year was on my Goals list. This was a topic that Cory and I have been putting off for far too long, and even when I had it on my to-do list, the box stayed unchecked for two days. You know how much it pains me to see an unchecked box, so it shows how much I didn't want to look at our finances and figure out a budget and set a goal to save X amount by the end of the year. 

Back story-- I grew up in a family of 8 other brothers and sisters. So money was a constant topic of conversation with my dad. Better yet, the words "We don't have money for that" echoed through my head. It wasn't that we were poor, but we definitely weren't rich and my parents had to be frugal. When we went to the fair or an amusement part, we brought our own food in, there was no way in hell we were getting some kind of special treat there, unless we bought it with our own money. If the refrigerator door was open for longer than 10 seconds you would hear my dad's voice from the other room yelling "close the door, you're letting all the cold air out!!". It was like he was lurking around every corner to make sure to tell us to turn the lights off, to open a window instead of turn on the a/c, etc.  So I decided a long time ago that I never wanted to live with so much strain to be frugal and tight with my money. If I wanted to do something or buy something I was going to buy it without constant worry if I had enough in my bank account. That is why I started babysitting as soon as I was old enough. I made my own fliers and passed them out throughout the neighborhood. The day I turned 15, literally on my birthday I had a job interview at one of the only places that hired 15-year-olds, Wendy's. I have been working ever since and worked all through college, just so I could have my own financial freedom.


With that being said, it's hard for me to have a lot of discipline when it comes to my budget. Not that I go crazy and max out my credit cards, I have actually never had credit card debt. But, it is important to be more aware of your spending habits and where your money is going. I am trying to spend smarter rather than mindlessly. So we officially set up a budget last night, made some cuts and now have a plan for where our money is going. 


I'm going to be real honest with you, I haven't really gotten myself to this part yet this week. Mainly because I was making a lot of changes, to-do's and goals this week I didn't want to over do it and make myself feel too overwhelmed.

First and foremost, I do not believe in crash diets. I believe in lifestyle changes. My biggest problem is that I don't eat enough, if at all in the mornings. I eat random snacks, bread, little treats and/or a salad for lunch and then, for the most part, have a pretty wholesome meal for dinner. Then, after the girls go to bed I indulge in a treat. So it's not like I have horrible eating habits, but my problem is making time for me to eat something, filling and healthy. I also spend way too much money on Starbucks and their little Bistro Boxes, you know, the ones with the apples, grapes, two boiled eggs, bread and peanut butter? Yeah, those are a staple in our outings.

This week is the week to start really disciplining myself to choose healthier options. I'm planning to do the following things:

  1. Only have 3 sweets a week
  2. Instead of having "cheat days" I will have 3 cheat meals on different days. That way I won't feel like a total failure for a whole day. 
  3. Drink more water (90 oz a day)


Spirituality is such an important part of my life. It helps me to know that I will always have someone by my side no matter what I'm going through. I'm going to be honest, I have not been as good as a could be at talking to my God, reading scriptures, or sometimes even putting forth much effort to recognize His hand in my life. But the amazing thing about my belief of God, is that he is always reaching, always there to comfort me and is a constant listening ear when I need someone.

There have been many times of trial in my life where I have felt more sorrow than I thought I could bare. But when I reached for my God, I could always feel him reaching back. For me, his presence in my life is something that keeps me feeling loved, important and guided in my decisions. 

There is a quote by C.H. Spurgeon that says, "To trust in God in the light is nothing, but trust Him in the dark- that is faith.


I am a firm believer in these words and I feel that in order to keep that faith strong, I need to keep a closer relationship with God. Therefore, I have made goals to talk to him in the morning and night and try to reflect on one verse a day. Since doing this, I have felt more compassion, gratitude and love for those around me, and that makes me happier person.


I feel that when I am not being fully aware of what I'm grateful for, I am constantly looking for more to satisfy me. The habit of gratitude helps move us away from constantly wanting what we don't have, and towards appreciating what we do have. When we do this, some remarkable shifts begin to occur.

Gratitude reaches so much further than we think. From improving our mental health, to our emotional well-being, and our spirituality, gratitude can do so much. But most importantly, it helps to move us away from a state of lack and towards a state of abundance.

Lately, my husband and I have been in a stand still when it comes to advancing in his career and where our family is supposed to be. For a while I have been caught up in how we aren't where we both thought we should be. We don't own a house yet, all while most of our friends are buying their first home, settling in and really starting their family journey. We are surrounded by very successful people who seem to have it all. So it is easy to get caught up in the comparison game and wonder when we will get to that point, asking, "why is it so much harder for us?" 

Now, I am decided to make a shift in my mind. To be more grateful for what we have accomplished and where we are now. If we work hard, with a grateful heart, things will work out despite all the confusion and twists and turns life can bring us. 



Sleep is directly connected with our ability to discipline ourselves. When we get the proper amount of sleep we have so much more power to get things done. As I'm sure you've noticed that when you don't get enough shuteye your mood is greatly affected. And if you're anything like me, I drag through the day, I'm more moody, shorter tempered and my ability to focus is like a dog on a walk (squirrel!). Our diets are affected as well as our overall health.

Studies indicate that people who are deprived of the proper amount of sleep on a regular basis are at a greater risk for certain diseases. Our lack of sleep has a great impact on our immune system.


While we all know, that getting more sleep is better for our well-being, why is it so hard for us?? I could tell you the studies and facts of lack of sleep all day long, but until we get to the bottom of why we aren't getting enough sleep, we can't change it. So for me, I have the following problems:

  1. I stay up for at least and extra 45 minutes mindlessly scrolling through social media, reading random stories and pretty much procrastinating until I can barely keep my eyes open.
  2. As a parent, I don't really get a lot of "me" time. So night time is the only time I can relax and focus on work, watching a show, reading a book, and/or talking with my husband.
  3. WORK. As I mentioned above, I don't have a lot of time without my girls around. I don't like to work when they are awake, so I work when they nap and when they go to bed.. Therefore, leaving me to work late at night sometimes. 

These are my solutions to work on:

  1. Put my phone in the other room so it doesn't tempt me. Put my journal by my bed instead and write about my day, my gratitude and loose thoughts. I tend to have a hard time quieting my thoughts. So if I write them down, it will be easier to have them out of the way when I'm trying to actually go to sleep.
  2. Do some breathing exercises after the girls go down for bed. Try to relax the mind for 20 minutes and set an alarm for when I should begin my nightly routine. (Wash face, brush teeth, write in journal, talk to husband, pray, sleep.) I know this isn't going to be easy, but when you make it a priority and really discipline yourself to do these things, it will get easier. 
  3. If you don't do it one night, or even a few nights, don't let it ruin everything. Just try again the next day. Like I said previously, be okay with imperfectly improving yourself.

If you can instill these 10 habits into your life, you can create the foundation for achieving your goals, but most importantly let this be the beginning of a happier, healthier lifestyle. 

Join me in this journey and share your experience by tagging @bebonafide!!

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Kristina has joined the Be Bona Fide team as our Event and Design intern and we are over the moon about it! I know we were meant to meet and add her to our BB tribe. Funny enough, both her husband and Laura's husbands are dentists and they met through a job opening from Kristina's husband's practice (so many "husbands"). The moment Laura saw her style and design, she knew they were soul sisters. Kristina is a mom of 4 and helps run her husband's dental practice as well, and is now joining out team... so basically she is superwoman. 

We asked Kristina to write a little about herself to introduce who she is, so let's get to know her a little better!

"I'll be the first to admit that I'm a little timid when it comes to social media. I might be what you call a "gawker". I love scrolling through posts and enjoy watching little snippets of everyone's life, but when it comes to sharing my corner of the world I shy away. As much as I love the connection social media provides, social media has a habit of making me feel inadequate like I'm not quite measuring up. I feel like I'm the only one battling chaos on a daily basis. My house is messy, I haven't showered today or gotten dressed for that matter, and my life feels like a circus most days, (hello I have 4 kids). So to be safe, I share my highlight reel; the good times, the vacations, the adorable kiddos, and I keep it very safe and distant.  I stray away from opening up, sharing too much, steering very clear of any vulnerable place that could present itself.

I think it's all too easy to make assumptions when peering through Instagram. It's easy to assume life is rose colored and perfect for everyone else but you. Bonafide helped me realize that I'm not alone in these thoughts and it's okay to share the good times, the hard times, and everything in between. I think we can all relate and there is a huge community of strong, accepting, and brave ladies out there waiting to cheer you on.

I also feel that the internet provides a voice to express, influence, vent, share, or whatever you want to call it. As I've tried to open my heart more to vulnerability, my eyes have been opened to so many amazing people who were brave enough to share their story. They opened up, got a little nitty gritty, told their story and made a huge impact. The Shine Project, The Archibald Project, and Be Bonafide have inspired me to share more of what makes me tick and what I'm passionate about. They have helped me realize just how awesome and impacting social media can be.

I truly feel that stumbling upon Be Bonafide was heaven sent. Their message resonates with me so deeply and helps me appreciate how beautiful imperfection can be. Their video (here) made me realize that pictures don't always share the "behind the scenes" efforts/frustrations. We are all navigating life, all going through the messy ups and downs of life along side each other. I know we are here for each other if we can open up and risk being a little vulnerable. The hard stuff usually has the sweetest edifying power and how awesome is it to have each other to lean on!

It's okay to be real, a little less filtered, and love my life in all its noise, dirty diapers and grocery store meltdowns amidst the peaceful, happy moments. It's my story and these details make it uniquely mine. It's my voice and my opportunity. Our stories make us stronger and connect us with so many other amazing women.

I hope during my internship that I can be part of and contribute to real, genuine connections between strangers. To witness women from all walks of life come together and open up is inspiring and powerful. Design offers a unique, intrinsic connection between our environment and our emotions. I hope I can help create a beautiful setting that can encourage a meaningful experience. I'm excited to witness this community of women come together to share and grow."