We’re like sexy and the city, but with less sex and much less Dior

Every girl needs a solid group of girlfriends. Their sisterhood, their family, their lipstick mafia. I’ve been blessed with some truly beautiful women in my life. It’s funny how friendship goes, two of my closest best friends JP and AB I only meet In July at a popular music festival. In a very fitting manner I was doing a front lat spread in the crowd, being an absolute goof and AB’s boyfriend spotted me and immediately said “I think you need to meet my girlfriend”. We were all immediate swolemates. JP is so much me that I refer to her as my twin. So this weekend in an effort to lift my spirits and get back to the ones I love we planned a fabulous lunch dates, with furs, floppy hats and heels. Of course all ordered identical kale salad with chicken and sipped vino. Well, lunch turned into Moët, followed by an afternoon of drinks and sports with the boys, and before I knew it I was clubbing in the same outfit I’d out on that morning for lunch, yes floppy hat and all. But spending a day and night girls who love me as much as my own sister, and boys who are the protective older brother I never had reminded me of my own value. While self esteem should always be intrinsic it’s nice to be reminded by the people who tell it like it is that you are so very special In your own way. The people we love give us strength to forget our pain, to move on to bigger and taller, and to believe in ourselves. With one outing I now have a ring pact, plans for a new tattoo, a prep pal and have been commissioned to helps JP with her fitness goals. I can honestly say that life takes some interesting turns, but for better or for worst its led me down a path to such beautiful people that have helped me grow into myself. Always be growing and grow I’m all ways my beauties

Your fitbetch,
JP xo

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