Are you hiding in your outfits? With 11 tips on how to find out.

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I just came back from Paris and climbed up the stairs to the apartment of my ex-morphed-into-brother. The architect I had passed on the level below nearly shut his door onto his hand, staring at me. I smiled. I liked the attention. Obviously; I wore a tight, short skirted two piece from Dolce, it's bright red matched by bright red heels.

It was 1988. My ex-morphed-into-brother told me later that said architect asked him in a secretive manner, "Did you hire a call girl...?"

I laughed. This was cute.

Did the outfit reveal my soul? My desires? Was it hiding my fear to connect with men on a deeper level? "Check me out but don't touch."  Or did I have an inner courtesan calling?

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Do you you believe in reincarnation or genetic memory, that we can link to scenes from the past as their energy lingers all around us or that we live in a virtual reality where everything is possible? I had connected to a medieval story in which I was a courtesan in 1248. Her first appearance was in a mirror; she looked back at me, bright make up, wild hair, lots of powder...  More than that I had visions of 1248 like movie scenes projected onto "reality". People in my life unknowingly played roles of the past, which I only discovered years later researching the history of the 700 year old house.

Perhaps my inner courtesan came back to life in a red Dolce and Gabbana...

Outfits are not just things we buy because they are in fashion. They express deeper levels of ourselves. They become invitations, attacks, protective armors or embodiments of our ignorance. Even not caring is a message.

Outfits not only evoke, they are feelings.
When we dress with intuitive awareness they can become many things; flashlights to our soul, winks of change, time travel, revealing our beliefs, manifesting our truth. They can be oracles and divinatory. Fashion therapy is the most exciting of all vision quests and clarity tools. I experienced many incredible and intense journeys; creating my fashion therapy course based on my vanity, struggles and decades of adventures into women empowerment is a juicy, revolutionary gift from the goddesses. “Love your outfits, love yourself” How much better can life coaching get?

Your wardrobe is a story book.

Let me know what your clothes are telling you. Comments are cool:)

Tips to find your outfit truth

1. What do you feel when you see yourself in the mirror? Who do you see?

2. Radical honesty: how do you chose your outfits? Did somebody judge or make you wear  a certain style in your past and you still heat that voice?

3. Are you hiding your body, your true feelings, your authentic nature?

3. Is this outfit really YOU? Are you following trends that don't mean anything to you? Do you feel the need to fit in?

4. Who are the styles of other women that touch your desire?

5.  Look at female archetypes, which powers and images come closest to your most glorious vision of yourself?

6. Write your vision of your most beautiful self in a year from now not counting with any obstacles.

7. Look at yourself in the mirror, can you see your vision of yourself?

8. Create a mind map. Your vision in the middle and arrows to all possible ways how to get there.

9. Create a vision board celebrating your desires

10. Put a mantra of how you want to be in your phone: I am....

11. Take baby steps towards your vision, change small things or big things, whatever it take to manifest the art you really are.

Just in case you're in the mood for more of my story: At the time  of the red Parisian outfit I had just made a bunch of money, drove a shiny Beamer and felt amazing about my skinny body. 7 years earlier, living on my own in my medieval story house, a purchase packed with intrigues and trouble, I had felt the opposite; unhappy, fat, invisible. I had stuffed my face late at night with spaghetti or donuts, washed them down with red wine and was so grumpy that I threw a series of marsh mellows against the fresh painted walls... Which actually became rather enlightening when I hosed them off the next morning.

In those days I wore jeans and loose tees or shirts painfully aware of the fat hanging over my belt. I did not buy clothes bigger than a 6, so the pants didn't fit and I had to hide the safety pins or strings that held them up.

I was hiding from myself, I did not want to feel my fear and loneliness. I was hiding from the world, looking at my feet rather than into people's eyes and the viscous circle continued. When the trouble around my house was over, I had won the court case and owned it now, the pounds dropped and I literally looked up. I threw a house warming party for which I dressed up - and met the fateful lover though whom the story of my mysterious house revealed itself.

It was always the same for me; unhappiness meant gaining weight and hiding in baggy dresses... Baggy dresses meant not wanting to look at myself on any level.

I had a boss who forced me to wear frumpy outfits to hide my "sensual nature." She was afraid of women power and literally shut off my light. Her abusiveness became an eye opener; I had felt guilty for being me. When I was finally out of the martyr zone and didn't give a shoot anymore if she'd fire me or not, I wore what I wanted; beautiful gowns, often black or red. In her eyes black is the color of the dark and devious. Red is the lower chakra, the sexual and forbidden. "I allow you to wear this," she commented, "because your loving aura now outshines the demon colored outfit."

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I used my overweight protective armor to guide me to it's cause, it's roots and my story of "not good enough." I discovered a different appreciation of my self and my body and began to treat it with more respect. My soul wants to be seen as who she is through my energy, my actions and my body., which is her temple worthy to be loved and adorned.

But even temples get swamped by storms, dust and dirt and need constant care and clean ups.

Owning our true selves is a process, sometimes theatrical and dressed up, at other times doubtful and in pajamas. We walk our talk; we're funky, yuppie, rocky, boring or exciting, loud or like a whisper... until we've got it. The truth. Our truth. What does this matter to us? What does this matter to my soul?

There are days when I am open and the world responds to me and other days where I am absent and could as well be a ghost.

Who wants to be a ghost?

Join me for vision board creation in December or fashion therapy starting in January. Announcements and details coming soon.

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Style your way to your amazing Self

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I made a plan and I'm following it. I've often made them and then did them kind-ish. Excus-ish... 12 noon-ish... but today is different. I feel tough, I'm on it. No fear, no procrastination. It's a power object thing.

What's a power object? Anything that lifts you up like your morning espresso, your crush on your convertible or you cowgirl boots, anything that gives you that extra kick you need.

I'm in my new fall fashion jacket by @candiesbrand. It's the perfect Ageless Rebel empowerment design ; a warrioress camouflage print with the feminine sweetness of red and pink flowers. It reminds me of the flower power revolution in Portugal in 1974, one of the events that opened my eyes and changed my life. Portuguese women created companies out of the skills they had been forced to only do at home for decades. They rose from "mulheres sem poder" in a fascist regime to empowered women in a democracy the country longed for decades-long.

Their memory make me sit straighter. Feminine rebellions for the cause of empowerment are the best❤️

But it's the jacket itself that exudes exactly what I want to feel today; resilience, commitment, tough on task with feminine charm and beauty in my mind. Objects have character and power and we can step into it.

I was recently asked if I am a stylist. I'm a life stylist, I thought.  I paused for a second. The awareness of how much I love the actual physical styling part of my warrioress coaching hit me.

I love assisting women to look and feel their best.

Fashion from the insight out

My approach to fashion and style: I do styling and branding from the insight out, who are you and how can you express that with your second skin?

As a warrioress I'm not schlepping my swords around with me, they adorn my home and my dagger sits peacefully on my bed stand, right by the eagle's feathers I was graced with by a Native American shaman.

I am looking for fierce and edgy outfits to express my journey as a warrioress to my truth, the big beautiful YES to who I truly am.

- outfits, which require courage to wear and get me over my limitations,

- pieces that make me feel powerful like boots and men's hats

- super girly dresses, which I was scared of most of my life

- clothes that expand my comfort zone

- edgy designs that tell the world I'm not afraid of ageism. I'm relevant and I'm on it

Discovering our essence and archetypes and make them part of our style is uplifting fun. Style becomes an expression of who we truly are as much as a tool for self awareness. One important ingredient to pick up on the path is self love. I have experienced many times that when we honestly feel love for, not just flirt with our Self it changes our perspective on our whole world.

With self love comes self respect and that creates passionate, authentic style.

Fashion therapy

We visit a clothing store that offers many different styles and try out what we might judge as too girly, yuppie, sensual, rocky or slutty... How do we feel in outfits that are "so NOT me"? How does it change our outlook on life to "step into somebody else's style?'

Clothes have character and we can borrow it until we become it. Playing the role of who we like to be is beautifully creative fake-it-to-make-it, which I'm a big fan of. The best things in my life happened when I made up a powerful me and played it to perfection. Which brings us to:

Fashion theater

We let go and become the outfits we wear. We find a stage into which they fit and take theatrical pictures; drama, comedy, adventure, all goes. We loosen up. Sometimes it needs a glass of champagne. Or two. We let the jumper, dress or coat take us to new places to experience different aspects of life we've never done before; shine at the opera, be crazy arty at the art opening, rock the concert or take that business meeting with the Angel investor we thought was just a dream.

Fashion from the outside in

When you let go and change your style from something you always did and felt safe in, to a new, risk taking you, it might change your whole world - for the best. Just a different hair color can open your eyes to new options and to a new you.

You don't have to follow any rules only the whispers of your soul. She knows who you are and what will make you happy.

Outfits are empowerment

Not just because they make us feel in alignment with our characters, our voice, but because they kick our butts.

We don't cover up anymore, we go for our grandest vision.

Want to fit into that sexy dress? We stop eating starch and junk and after 6 p.m. We drink a lot of water and do a plank every day.

Like to wear sleeveless tanks, look tough like Sarah Connor? We cherish our 8 pounds dumbbells and swing them every day.

Like to be sensual like you've never been before? We take a ride into life coaching and discover the uniqueness of the women we are.

We go out and have uncomplicated fun, we meet our soul mate, get the movie deal,  make the extra cash... we own our dreams just because we feel so crazily amazingly beautiful.

We know who we are and we show who we are.

A note from the queen of creative, milliner LOUISE GREEN
The body is a blank canvas waiting to be painted with hats clothes & other accessories.  The hat and clothes you wear are a reflection of your own personality, creativity and how you present yourself in this world.  I am a firm believer that there are no rules when it comes to fashion.  It is such a personal thing!

 

 

Love what you have, then transform it to amazingness

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"I started my fashion blog with what I have," she said, " I couldn't invest in new outfits so      I combined the old in exciting new ways. I had everything I needed."

Sitting outside on a little wall by the trashcans as AT&T doesn't deliver proper phone connection in my house, I felt enlightened.

My smile tickled all my cells; that's what women friends for, our soul sisters, our tribes; when we resonate we inspire each other to greatness. We meet in high flying utopias and deep, deep depths and super cool practical ideas.

"You are a transformation queen," my inner rebel reminded me, "you can do this."

I had a huge bag of clothes sitting in my grunge space behind a big curtain, the veil covering my leftovers, the clutter of my life. I dug in. What did I feel like to day? I had just responded to a post from a creative milliner friend and my mind came up with pictures of hats. I started with a black men's hat. My dog looked slightly confused when I disappeared in my pile of pants and tops, dresses and blouses, belts and bags. I chose a poke dot dress from Michael Kors, hippie pants from The Fave and black velvet booties. I felt like a cowgirl on her way to dinner in LA...

I had everything I needed.

Pause.

A big Oprah-ish truth just became personal, real to me. When knowledge doesn't just sit in our heads as an intellectual agreement but comes from our bellies, from our own experience, it becomes real.

I have everything I need and not just in my wardrobe.

I remembered my kid pouring his trick or treat treasures onto his batman rug, sorting them out into categories, candies, gums, chocolates, cookies until the bag of diverse offerings became structured; a beautiful clear image that made sense. A sweet art object.

That's how this works.

Our lives are treasure chests packed with experiences, success and failures, passions and panic attacks, skills and schemes. We often keep them locked up, somewhere in a dark corner behind a big veil. When I discovered my essence, my inner rebel who had loved and guided me but tricked and crushed me when I didn't listen, I found the key key to my past. I thanked my rebel that she got me to where I am today. I looked into my mirror, saw her in my eyes and for the first time in 60 years I said: "I love you" and really meant it. 

Adding the magic of self love to my life rearranged all the puzzle pieces to a picture. My life, all crossroads decisions, my crashes and wins, the winks and hints and messages from friend and foe, made sense.

My story was written by somebody who followed the number one rule of pristine scripts: You have to kill your darlings. Which means to give them what they need, to hammer and slash them to get to their goal. A perfect example actually is a new show on Netflix, Ozark, just when you think they've found their way, bam, another challenge thunders in.

When i saw the perfect structure of my imperfect life I knew I had finally found my voice. My screen writing teacher who disliked everything I wrote, told me with every grumpy glance,  "You are not good enough." Looking at my life, tough teacher, I was good enough all along. I just had to wake up to it.

We have everything we need. Even the code to decipher our truth.

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Rebelliously amazing or terribly vain?

 I was inspired by Jane Fonda in the 90's and love her ageless rebellion today...

I was inspired by Jane Fonda in the 90's and love her ageless rebellion today...

How could she?” “She wants to look like 18 with 79!!” “Her jewelry was worth 2,5 million…”

Don’t you dare to be self confident when close to 80. Because the world around will be threatened. It’s not normal to be vibrant and relevant at that age. You are supposed to kick the bucket, not kick butt. Ageism wants you in a wheel chair.

Sexy 80 is impossible like Che Guevara in Armani…

The heated discussion about Jane Fonda sassy looks at 79 woke my inner rebel this morning; I thought I was witnessing a witch hunt.

She is too OLD to be this young!

I love how rebels poke into society’s pain.

Sure I’m pissed too that I don’t have that kind of jewelry. Sure I’d love to have time and cash to hang in spas and have a team of experts work on me. (no surgeries for me though please) I get that people envy her, I get that her money would do better in orphanages then shining in sapphires.

But nobody complains when “young” actresses overload themselves with bling. Rarely anybody complains when Jennifer Lopez supports killing exotic animals so that she can adorn herself with their skin.

Vanity: having or showing an excessively high opinion of one’s appearance, abilities, or worth… So what, it’s okay for young “celebrities” but they shouldn’t do this with 79???

Why not look amazingly sensual and vibrant at 60, 70, 80 and on and on?
I love how Jane Fond treats herself like art, that’s what I feel we all should do; to copy her amazing confidence and self love and embody our most amazing vision of ourselves no matter what age.

The question is what this most amazing VISION truly is, without society messing up our minds.
When we’re decluttered from fear and old messages we can go for our OWN kind of beauty, be it proud wrinkles or bold adventures under the knife.

I see Jane’s look as a perfect representation of who she feels she is. Even the in-your-face jewelry overkill; Jane Fonda is a rebel, just watch interviews with her best buddy Lily Tomlin We should expect that she knows what she’s doing. This is not overextended ego but a message, she says: I AM WORTH THIS. ALL THIS.

Whatever that means for you or me, that’s where we should shoot our arrows of manifestion; into being our full package.

We are worth it.

On a personal note:
I don’t have neither the guts not the cash to have my face ripped off and reattached. For me it’s about mindset and lifestyle; owning our tantalizing power with all we are and all we’ve got. I am art and embodying my most amazing vision of myself no matter what age, is my warrioress goal.

I’m discovering my essence in my wrinkles, what I do with them later when I’m in my full power? No idea yet. By then we might have Nanos.


#janefonda

I love those beauty bots called Telomerase and Tam-818

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I call them bots as are feisty little carriers of goodies that rejuvenate our bodies.

Ready for some science and cool tips?
It's about Telomires and Tam - 818.
You most probably heard about these little guys? Telomeres are the caps at the end of each strand of DNA that protect our chromosomes, like the plastic tips at the end of shoelaces. Like shoelaces they become frayed and our cells can't do their job. And then you age. Where do we see it first? On our once so plumb and lovely skin. It crinkles and wrinkles and gets creepey.
Supplements that assist your telomeres and keep our bodies fit and healthy:
B Vitamins Preserve Telomere Length
Vitamin D Promotes Telomerase Activity
Vitamins C and E preserve telomere length by reducing the chemical stresses that contribute to telomere shortening. Gamma-tocotrienol in particular may reverse telomere shortening and attendant cellular aging.
Carotenoids, such as lutein, and fish oil (Omega 3) contribute to longer telomeres.
TA-65MD® supports immune health and is intended to reverse some of the effects of cellular aging.

And then there's the new cream on the horizon; packed with Tam-818, One Truth 818

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After interviewing - and hanging out - with Dr Bill Andrews, dubbed Dr. Telomire as he discovered Telomerase, in San Diego last month, I bought One Truth 818, his latest product in cooperation with One Truth. His facial cream promises similar magic as TA-65MD®. I see slight changes in firmness after 3 weeks.
Bill Andrews and myself were chatting about Telemerase, the Keto diet, living forever and that he runs marathons in the desert heat👑🏹 I'm happy when I make it around the lake in my hood, 1.5 miles in the evening breeze. Wouldn't it be something if my repaired telomires would make me run in the LA heat?

These products are worth trying. And I'm not getting paid to say this.
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It's the sugar, honey.

 Muffin love of decades...

Muffin love of decades...

Keto. My beginner's story

Don't feel fresh like an apple, as fit as you wish to be? It's the sugar, honey - and the carbs. The worst thing we can do to start our day is with a marvelous fresh baked muffin accompanying our black coffee or foamy, nutty espresso. The sweet delight caressing our taste buds and soul has both, sugar and carbs, and a lot of it. Don't kid yourself, the anti oxidant blueberries don't help.

Okay then, my life is over. If I can't have my frivolous fix in the morning what is there to live for?

Slightly dramatized but seriously, I was obsessed for years, actually decades, with my morning muffin joy. I still hear the garcon in my fav cafe in Paris shouting "un double espress et un croissant" when he saw me entering the cafe on the corner of Rue Daguerre. In Portugal it was the "uma bica e um pastel de nata" and the Blueberry muffins of Downtown Subscription in Santa Fe were close to enlightening, matching the amazingness of those of Mimosa Cafe in Topanga. I can back trail my life via the muffins I had. For additional years in health nutty LA I felt proud of having a glutenfree toast with honey and cashew butter instead. But if I wasn't starving my weight didn't budge and my muscles didn't improve much, workout or not. The green juices I slurped and the hormones I took didn't change my skin, what a creepy crepey misery. I did something wrong, I had to face that my love, love, love for carbs from pancakes to potatoes caused aging, a hard pills to finally swallow but then I am into anti-aging. There was no more excuse to make.

It sucks when you can see the sugar sins in your face. Sugar kills our collagen and carbs add those pounds we don't like. But if you're open to fight aging, wrinkles can be a nice wake up slap. It took me a while to get fired up enough but I finally changed my routine.

On a magical Monday in July I started - and ended - my day with an avocado. I stuck the mixer into my coffee to froth the fatty mix of a teaspoon of grassfed butter (actually the cows are grass fed but this is the industry's term) a tea spoon of organic coconut oil and a splash of Bulletproof's Brain Octane. I owned it for a couple months now, luckily it wasn't expired yet. I get these ideas sometimes and put them on the shelf until one day... Today I had committed to Keto, a lifestyle that had smiled at me siren-like. I made my first Bulletproof coffee. I had no sugar and barely any carbs, all day.

It's all about motivation.

I love to do fashion therapy selfies and was annoyed that some of the cutest outfits didn't close at the waist. I looked into my eyes in the mirror and muttered the self love mantra "I love you", which I can say by now with all honesty as I love my angelic soul. But I also taxed my human body and complained "Woman, you're not living up to your potential." Luckily when you're vain that's a fantastic kicker. But I needed more. My Millenial son told me about his new thing, intermittent fasting and commented friendly and carefully on my "fruit only" day that they also have a bunch of sugar and carbs. "Have you looked at Keto? he asked." No. I haven't. Another diet? Last time I tried one was in 2015, the fad was called Soylent. It had been a dream come true for me: just add my amazing mountain valley spring water to the powder, shake it for a couple minutes in the provided container and done. Lunch or dinner is ready. Unfortunately it turned out to be less healthy than I had hoped for. When I asked the company to respond to the criticism of bloggers I didn't get an answer so I cancelled the monthly subscription. I wasn't convinced I should get excited about another smart nutrition idea coming from the tech kids.

I checked on a Youtube video later that day to figure out how to make my split screen Zoom interviews look better. "By accident" I had chosen an interview with Dr. Mark Hyman talking about a "Fat Summit." I watched the one hour interview and ordered the fat summit videos.

I had a cookie or two doing so.

Tip 1: when you are putting health ideals from one list to the next: Get your Ageless Rebel Planner and brainstorm your motivation; why would you want to be the art you truly are? What would perfect health change in your life? Create a vision of who you'd like to be in 30 years.

Tip 2: If you are hesitant to go on yet another diet ask your big questions about your life like what's missing in my life or why am I not really happy, fit and full of energy? Watch out for the messages and signs. Questions like that always get their answers when put out there with passion. It might be your dog who holds the answer. It might be that your path begins with hikes and Yoga. It might be that each time you grab a donut something happens and it falls into the dirt...

For me it was an email from a friend canceling a meeting explaining that she doesn't have the time for additional actions, "I have to keep my SINGLE POINTED FOCUS as that is what I preach."  I had asked my tarot cards earlier if and what I was missing, as I had the feeling that there was something I didn't see. The magical card response was lukewarm, but clarity came in - via the email.  My friend's words were perfect on two levels; they told me to focus, to forget the hype about having to have a h u n d r e d t h o u s a n d followers to make my business work. It had driven me nuts, I posted on Twitter and Linkedin and created a Youtube channel doing interviews with empowering women, wrote blog posts and articles as much as still posting on FB on three pages and feeding my four accounts on Instagram. I was 24/7 online talking about the Ageless Rebel lifestyle and mindset, and without any time left to be the real life health warrioress I had exercised before.

"Be what you preach" had hit the spot. I'm not a fake, damned. The urge to live my motivational talk again and embody my fearless amazingness rushed over me. Without further thinking I jumped in and learned about the diet later.

Tip 3: "If you want to be forever young, you have to do young things". Sometimes you have to just DO and make the perfect plan as you go, the young thing is to jump in, be spontaneous.

As women we have to be our vision or we will never be truly happy. As coaches we have to be our programs. Mine says that warrioresses can have it all, health, beauty, love and success. Now, when I am taking notes of my meals in the ageless rebel planner I feel like a peaceful warrior, my added diet discipline became empowering.

Body, mind and soul are alchemy, when we change something in one the others are affected.

My fear that I couldn't live or write without cookies is gone. My craving for carbs has switched to - loving lots of fat in my diet.

So on this magical Monday in July I started - and ended - my day with an avocado. I stopped eating at 6:00 p.m.  so I can have breakfast at 10:00 am as I added intermittent fasting and it prescribes 16 hours of rest for your digestive system.

Tip 4: Make it easy on yourself, get a diet book.

Winging it is great if you need to break resistance and go for it. I got scared though on day 4 feeling dizzy and weak as my body was going through the metabolic shift from eating easy carbs to pulling energy from my fat reserves. Bye little belly is worth a day or two of having to keep it slow but - it's better to be prepared.

Tip 5: Get a Keto app, it makes life so much easier. I bought the diet tracker for $2.99 per month, it's fast and easy. It's great for any diet.

That I wake up with a smile by now not a moan and feel all day like a well oiled machine (!) is enough for me to suggest that you check it out. Countless cool websites and videos like with Dr Mark Hyman, who calls his approach pegan, between vegan and paleo, are available to help. The diet is not just for weight loss, it's used to cure many inflammation related diseases.

I stuck the mixer into my coffee again this morning to froth the fatty mix of my bullet proof coffee on day 6. I'm making time to read Mark Hyman's cookbook, and introduction into the principles, which I bought as I couldn't fathom how 70 % of fat will look like on my plate. Thanks to the diet app I found it's not hard at all.  Adding my food to the tracker was a revelation really, my breakfast, which I had estimated as meager, summed up to whooping 640 calories.

As Keto's bacon is the last thing I dream of I am happy that my cookbook got meatless dishes. I prefer a recipe book, so I can write notes into it but there also are a bunch of recipes for vegetarian online. 

Tip 6: If you're a tea fan or a coffee opponent, check out bomb proof matcha or my super simple recipe; add two tea spoons of coconut oil to a fresh ginger root tea. Blend. It's delicious and great for digestion.

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Fashion is my truth fairy

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Bad day, bad fight, bad boss? Shopping is a girl's best happy pill. Be it for pampering, self-assuring, self-love or revenge, a new outfit combats our dull, damned or dreary. Shoes do powerful magic for me.

But there's more than calming our nerves or uplifting our mood.

When we play dress up we pull enlightenment into the dressing room.

Not your typical shopping spree because you're not visiting your fav boutique where Linda knows exactly what you like. You enter a new world perhaps of a shopping mall with dozens of styles or even better, a store like Crossroads Trading with a thousand looks. You go on an adventure, hand in hand with your soul.

You don't hunt for your style, you let it go.

That's the first challenge for the princess on her path to find the girl in the mirror, or is it the girl behind the girl in the mirror?  Letting go of preconceived notions of what makes us look good and our often huge list of can'ts and won'ts is like a refreshing shower.

There's no age-appropriate style other than not dressing little girls like sex kittens. Everything else is how we feel about it, not what society says. The ground on which we strut our confidence is self love and that comes with a healthy dose of self respect, a sensitivity to what we really want to express.

Breakthroughs to our essence happen outside of our comfort zone.

Clothing is our second skin and it should look like us; our feelings, viewpoints, strength, character, deepest desires and most beautiful visions.

What is the true you?

Outfits can help us to find more of our self.

I was rarely a romantic type, always more the warrior than the goddess. I hated pink for decades. To my wow!!!! my dressing room was packed with long feminine dresses, sassy feminine looks and playful girly stuff after I followed my bliss and chose what spoke to me, tickled, challenged or lured me. I stepped into the first dress with a sarcastic grin, but already in the third I smiled surprised. This was - cute. I experienced my longing for romance, my love for experimental theater, my magic as much as my courage. I time traveled and recovered what I had lost after college; the joy of colors, the rebel risks, the creativity of eccentric combinations...

I found my giggle.

I found my art.

Actors step into wardrobe which describes the character of their role. We feel unknown levels of ourselves by trying out the characters attached to outfits. They are packed with emotions from love to spiteful judgments. They reveal our stories and beliefs in our reactions. 

When you try a daring and revealing dress and immediately judge "slut", stop, breathe and listen. What does that really mean to you? Who's talking here? Is that what feel or are you repeating voices from the past?  Feeling your judgments as a part of yourself opens heart and compassion.

Likewise you can feel the punk, the lady, the girly girl or the rock star in you and understand and appreciate yourself on a new level. You might even revive an old dream.

When we step into the shoes of another person and see the world though their eyes, it can profoundly change our attitude and expand our world view. We step into a new perception of life.

When we slip into a unusual outfit it unlocks our likes and dislikes, memories and visions. Fashion is a truth tool, maybe even a truth bomb.