Throwback Thursday- Using Your Words

Welcome to another Throwback Thursday. This post seems so relevant to these times. Especially in today’s times where it feels like like people can no longer have civil conversations. We need to remember to use our words to build each other up.

Using your words

The End of the World and Pretty Nails

I remember the first time my friend Joy messaged me about Color Street and the way she followed up quickly with, too much?  I remember thinking “Is she serious right now?  The world is ending and she’s talking about her nails??”  I, on the other hand, was very busy fighting trolls on social media, reading books about social injustice and saving the world one insurance policy at a time.  Little did I know that just a couple months later, I too, would be obsessed with doing my nails.

It’s a very strange thing how Color Street has started to take over my life.  I don’t want or mean to be the “pushy sales lady” but some days I would see someone in my feed and think, “OMG!  She would love this!!”  The excitement is overwhelming.  I love the ease of doing my nails.  I love the no waiting for my nails to dry and no smudging.  I love the price and convenience.  

And I love that everytime I look at my nails, I feel pretty!!  

So what does this have to do with the world ending??  Well let me take you back a couple of months….

August 1st, the day before I signed up to sell Color Street, was the two year anniversary of my dad going into hospice.  Although he didn’t pass until August 9th, that day he went to hospice was the last day I spoke with him. (Find the Tribute to my Dad Here)
August 1st was the day they came in the ambulance and wheeled him out and I knew that this time he would not be coming back.  Every year, and sometimes randomly, that scene replays in my mind. 

This past year I woke up feeling worse than the first year.  I spent the day in bed.  I ate cookies for breakfast.  I cried.  I cooked.  I felt guilty for eating cookies.  I calculated my calories.  I went back to bed.  I ate veggies for dinner and tried to rationalize my cookies for breakfast and remind myself it’s ok.  

Me and Dad ❤


I made it through that day.  So August 2nd, I woke up a little lighter and feeling better.  

I signed up for EVERYTHING!  

I quickly and bluntly let my Color Street upline know that this would just be a hobby!  I just want the discounts!  (HA! Ask my leaders what they think of that statement now!)  I quickly started selling to friends and coworkers.  I couldn’t shut up about Color Street and how easy it was.  I started an instagram and threw myself into learning everything I could about marketing and Color Street and building a business.  I felt consumed and excited to learn something new! 

Plus, it wasn’t insurance!  This was actually fun! 

Here I am two months later and I’m quickly hitting my sales goals and building a team.  I started to feel like I was living in a bubble and ignoring the world around me, and I kind of was.  But in this last week or so, I really started asking myself why?  Why do I feel obsessed?  What is it?

So last week, as I was dropping off an order to my cousin, we started chatting about it.  “This is changing lives” my cousin Amanda said, and she was right!  I realized that it is!

In a time of COVID and isolation.  In a time of social justice and all the negative we see in our feeds, this is positive!  This has brought me and several of my high school classmates together!  It’s a distraction and a positive outlet!  It is making women feel good!  

Last week alone I had a friend order a set that I mailed out in a card.  Little did I know I would receive a text from her about how she had been feeling down and some sparkly nails, a cute sticker and a handwritten note were just the right combination to make her day!

So yes, maybe it’s “just about nail polish” to some, but to me it’s about lifting people’s spirits.  It’s about empowering women in business and making them feel pretty!  It’s about handwritten notes and spreading the love to unify us all in these trying times.  Because in the end, love is all that really matters!  (and maybe some sparkly nails)


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