Tiger stripes

I’m a Clemson gal. I bleed orange. True story. So, when I learned that wearing LipSense colors on my hand was called wearing my stripes, I was “All In” to quote Dabo Swinney. And, we have a color that’s called “She’s Apples” that is s true orange. Well, let’s just say I’m excited that my lips will match my orange wardrobe.

I’m also excited because I feel like I’ve joined a sorority. But not that nasty one that was on every school campus who had a stream of girls with low grades that matched their low moral standards.

Since I took the plunge and became a distributor for LipSense, I’ve discovered some beautiful women. Beautiful inside and out. I’ve reached out to a few of these women with questions and ideas and I’ve been welcomed with opened arms and great knowledge. I know, I’m drinking the Kool-aid. But, it really feels like a sisterhood. I’ve even made a great friend in my sponsor who is a strong woman with remarkable beauty, intelligence, and compassion. When someone asks me about my (tiger) stripes on my hand, I proudly rub those stripes and show them that how awesome it is that the color stays on.

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Stepping out in faith

Where do I even begin? How about I start with a quote.
“The way to get started is to quit talking and begin doing”- Walt Disney

On with the doing part…. I recently started a new adventure and it is taking me out of my comfort zone. Like, waay out. I’m a proud introvert. Some people buy shoes, I buy pajamas. I buy them because I like to spend 90% of my time in the comfortable hug of soft fabrics. I like, wait, I LOVE spending all day in bed with a book and my cats. It’s Heaven on earth for me. So, when my friend approached me (or maybe I asked her) about the possibility of selling a crazy awesome lip product I thought long and hard about it. And, then I said yes.

I paid my 55 dollar sign up fee and jumped headlong into direct sales. I’ve never done direct sales before…unless you count selling magazines for school fundraisers. What do I know about selling anything?!? I’m a teacher!! Let me back up, I was a teacher. I taught kindergarten and then homeschooled my two kids. Since stopping the homeschool thing, I’ve been a homemaker. But, I’ve also dealt with some serious problems that have prevented me from thinking of trying to work a traditional job. I’ve had cancer four times, had 5 surgeries in 5 years, I was a caretaker for a month for my dad who died very suddenly , and I suffer from chronic pain and insomnia. Truth be told, it’s been rough. But, through it all I have been blessed beyond all measure. I have the most supportive husband in the whole world. He loves me and believes I can do anything. He is really Prince Charming in the real world.

But, back to the makeup biz. I ordered some cute business cards, got some supplies and I just had my big launch party. My party was attended by my friends and they were super supportive of me. It was humbling…I may have cried…maybe it was the champagne?
You see, I’m not one to get up and speak in front of people. It gives me the hives. I once spoke at a Relay For Life event sharing my cancer story and I may have thrown up just before going onto the stage. Just saying.. So starting a direct sales business where I will do demos and have to speak to and in front of people all the time is keeping me up at night! Seriously! I’m running on 4 hours of sleep right now because I kept replaying the night before and what I said and did wrong. I’m a naturally anxious person to begin with. Now I’m driving myself crazy.

I’m trying to remind myself that this is not as big a deal as I make it out to be. But my head keeps saying the nastiest things in my subconscious. Things like, “you don’t know what you are doing”…and maybe I don’t. It Also says, you are making a fool of yourself “….am I?

I’m going to try my hardest at this because I really do love the product and I want to be able to have a fun little business that’s all my own. I have an amazing sponsor and that hubby I mentioned earlier. So, I just have to swallow up my nerves and tell my nasty inner voice to sashay away. Because as Mama Ru says, “How in the hell you gonna love somebody else when you can’t love yourself”….can I get an Amen?