T-Shirt and my Panties on… Volupties Review!

Have ya’ll ever heard that horrible song? Like the most ratchet of the racthetness.

I’ll save you the click but here are some of the amazing lyrics WRITTEN BY OSCAR WINNER JAIME FOXX!

My Love will over flow and you ain’t got to worry bout my clothes cause I got my T-shirt & my panties on

Now, the fact that Jaime Foxx went from writing that mess to winning an Oscar from Ray is scientific PROOF that Nothing is Impossible. #wonthedoit

Anyway, although the song is very ratchet, very silly, and kinda tuurrible, the very core of it is the truth ruth. The desire of many woman to feel sexy, cute, and irresistible in not much more than a cute pair of panties is very real.

Every woman I know understands the power of a sexy pair of panties on her man/woman and also  just for herself. Even if you are the only one who sees them, beautiful, well fitting undergarments are the secret sauce to many a wonderful, ” Bish, I’m Fabulous!” type days.

But often I find myself stuck in a loop of granny panties, period panties, and dang, these used to be cute panties. Its  easy to get caught up in life, and not want to spend the time to go to the store or mall just to get your fix of new wonderful panties!

This applies for all women. But for plus size women the struggle is ESPECIALLY SO REAL.

I love a good pretty pair of panties. I’ve made it a point in my new life to ALWAYS wear pretty panties that I love. This seemed like a perfectly reasonable, completely manageable goal for Operation Get Your Life, SistaTV. The problem is…  I rarely find anything other than raggedy 17 packs of granny panties in my size.

I can fit Victoria Secret’s XL underwear but in every single Vicky’s I’ve ever been in they have exactly ONE DRAWER of XL panties in MAYBE six or  seven different styles.  But for the past 2 years every single pair of panties I’ve purchased has come from Vicky’s. I’ve looked elsewhere but other than the 17 packs of wackness. I haven’t found any other viable options for me. This is unbelievably ANNOYING and just plain dumb… Dear panty makers, Big booty (and belly) women everywhere all over everdom are trying to give you our money! Now, make this frilly mess in my size and SHUT UP AND TAKE MY MONEY. KthnxBAI!

Occasionally, I’ll luck into some cutesy panties in my size but all too often they cost 50-11 gabillion dollars, and as much as I want my panties to be pretty… I want my bank account to be prettier.  And…

 

 

Ummm NO!

I looked online but you can’t return panties (THANK GOD FOR THAT, YA NASTIES!). And it would hurt my heart to pay $12 to $20 plus for a single pair of panties plus shipping and handling only to have the fabric be wack, the cut be horrible, or the crotch material to be made from the devil’s beard. Naw, son.

So I literally squee’d when I heard about Volupties. Volupties is a subscription box service for plus size panties… First, why didn’t I think of this and Second, YASSS GAWD! I’m so glad somebody did!

Basically every month Volupties makes you a package of 3 Pairs of Underwear (Boyshorts, briefs, thongs, lace or cotton, etc in a Variety of styles and colors.) and delivers it to your door for….

Wait for it…

Wait for it…

Wait for it…

$17 dollars a MONTH…

CHILE. $17 dollars for 3 pair of DRAWS? For Plus Sizes? Obviously this is a Lie from the pit of hell… Or is it!

Its not…

Seeing is believing so I had to get a package for myself. I got my package quickly, and it was simply wrapped in green tissue paper. The first thing I thought was, “Oh snap, Samantha Jones is going to love being wrapped in these. PS. My Vajayjay’s name is Samantha Jones.  PPS. I am wack.

N-E-weigh…. The Panties are cayute! Ya’ll, My booty is officially going to be a cutie!

Here’s what I got!

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My favorite is the pink and black one with the hearts cause Uh pink, black, and lots of hearts is basically my life.  I really love the white ones too they are from Torrid and they have a cute little ruffly butt on them too! But I must admit I was salty cause they are white. I am diametrically opposed to white underwear. I HATE THEM with the heat of a million hot combs and with the intensity of a crazed Chris Brown… Basically naw, son. But I will wear them cause the ruffly butt is everything. The thongy-one is cute too and I like that its cut to accommodate the extra cushion for my pushin.

So overall I am very impressed with Volupties. The company also seems to be very customer service oriented. They have a survey asking for feedback on fit and sizes and if customers would be okay with receiving a size up or down based on the specific fit of a panty. I really like that.

So I’m pleased. Full disclosure, they sent me this package for free. But SistaTV is team tell the truth and shame the devil so if it was horrible I would have said that happily. I wasn’t paid for this and I don’t get any kind of kick back if you sign up. But if I did I wouldn’t be mad about it. LOL.

I liked all my panties and I loved being able to try panties from companies I’ve never heard of.  I was able  to check out the fit and the quality at a extra discounted price. I’ve never heard of SpreeGirl Curves and I would have been hesistant to spend the $16 bucks retail on the black and pink panties from them, but now that I know I love them. I’ll be buying from them again.

So overall,  I think Volupties is well worth the $17 a month to keep your booty cute.

ALSO… They are running a special where you get your first month for only $12 dollars…  That’s 4 raggedy dollars a pair…  Chile…What are you waiting on? Get over there and buy your panties and tell them SistaTV sent you!

Volupties <<<<< That’s for my Plus Size girlies!

Splendies <<< That’s for my smaller sista’s.

Catch up with ya Girl SistaTV!

SistaTV Loves you! Now you love yourself and treat yourself like it!

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Food is not your friend… MyFitnessPal is…

SistaTV Loves MyFitnessPal!

SistaTV Loves MyFitnessPal!

I’m on a 34 day streak of logging into My Fitness Pal and according to last weeks weigh in… I’m down 8lbs. I’m having such a hard time believing it. I battled with even talking about it here or mentioning the 8lbs at all cause… ” Its only  8lbs” and since I’ve been using My Fitness Pal its been sort of (SORT OF) painless and kinda of fun so does it even count??

But then I realized that was DUMB. And SistaTV does a lot of things but I don’t do DUMB. So I got over myself and decided to discuss… So let’s discuss, darlings.

I LOST 8 LBS, SNITCHES!!!

I know what you are thinking “YAY, SistaTV but chile you were perfect before”.

That’s exactly what you said… Or Nah? :p

Don’t get me wrong… ya girl SistaTV is very cute,  very amazing, and  very fabulous as a very big girl.  But I really like feeling healthy and last month when they wheeled me in for my surgery. I didn’t feel healthy. I didn’t feel happy. I didn’t feel strong.

Working out. Eating right. Mindful living. Are three things that make me healthy, happy, and strong. So I’m doing it.

Its always a revelation how good taking care of myself feels. A few days ago, I finished entering my food and stuff into My Fitness Pal and I felt sooo good about myself. So good about taking the time to properly care for myself, so good to be doing something that is 100% completely for me I almost teared up. But I’m a thug so I didn’t let the tear drop or nuffin. #huglife

But feeling good about taking care of myself is a totally new feeling.  Not only because I haven’t done it consistently ever. But I realized now, I’ve lived my whole life with people who actually encouraged me NOT to do the things that were necessary to take care of myself. Because the I spent time taking care of me would have taken away the time I could have spent taking care of THEM.

BYE, FELICIA!

And I was either too young, too in love, and let’s face it in some cases, too DUMB to realize the kind of subtle bull I dealt with for so long… But I’se Free now…

So everyday I take time and figure out what I’m eating, make time to move my body, and take time to be mindful of how my life, my body, and my mind wants me to care for it and I do it… #shewon Please pray for me to continue to win.

My Fitness Pal has been INVALUABLE in my health goals. Its an app and an actual website that you use to track your exercise and activity and all your food intake.

You plug in your calories and your goals and then My Fitness Pal tells you how many calories you need to eat daily to lose the amount of weight you want to lose. It counts your activity for you and if you work out you get more calories in your daily allotment and  LOOK AT GAWD… Then, you can EAT MORE and still lose weight! I didn’t believe it either ya’ll but  MyFitnessPal works.

For the past 33 days my goal was one pound a week. But I decided to push it a little harder so I adjusted my goals to lose more per week.

Today was my first day down from about 2000 calories per day to 1680 calories per day. I was really terrified. Losing 300 calories everyday felt like so much… That’s a nice piece of steak, a dope turkey sandwich, or a bit of cake and ice cream! I want all that. Every day. Every time.

But I’m learning that I have been an emotional eater. I hate to be restricted on my food choices. I just want to eat what I want, when I want, how I want it. But chile, that has lead to me not be able to do what I want, when I want, and how I want to do it. So something’s got to give.

This whole thing is really about me learning how to fight the anxiety that I feel when faced with restriction of any kind. But I’m ready to break them chains.

If you friend me on MyFitnessPal or (MFP) you’ll see that my news feed is full of me talking myself out of bad food choices because it helps me tremendously. I’m not ashamed. It also helps even more cause you can add friends (add me: SistaTV)! I only add people who are encouraging and can understand how REAL the chip and cookie struggle is. #thestruggle The support is invaluable. The tool is invaluable.  I was not paid or compensated in anyway to write this… I just really love MFP. PS. ITS 100% FREE. FREEE FREEE FREEEE!

Anyway, Yesterday I only had 1680 calories to work with… I was so scurred but I did it! It was touch and go for a moment because had an emotional eating Doritos meltdown because of a stressful encounter with a stressful person but I did it.

I just adjusted my dinner to make sure I made up for the junk food and I even had enough for a pretty healthy and straight up and down delicious dessert. It took me two seconds to make, was AMAZING.  Definitely a staple for me now. It was only 170 calories and the serving was huge. If you are tight on calories, you could eat half of it and be really satisfied too. If you guys want I’ll share the recipe for “SistaTV’s Strawberry Almond Crunch Jesus”. That’s what I’ve decided to call it because its so yummy it obviously must have some Jesus in there somewhere… #halayloo.

Alright, I’m going to clean my face and bless this day with my presence, you do the same.

SistaTV Loves You. Now you love you and treat yourself and your life like it. PS. Follow me on Instagram. http://www.instagram.com/sistatv

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Happy Easter Day

Happy Easter Ya’ll…

Yesterday, I had a fantastic time at church. It wasn’t because it was Easter and me and the kids were doing the casual easter flyness!

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It was because I just needed to be in the house of God and enjoy worship music and be in a space filled with good people trying to do good things. Say want you want about religion, Christianity, Islam, any faith, or whatever. I promise you if you go into a church, mosque, synagogue, or any house of faith during worship 9 out of the ten people around you will be people who want to do nothing but be good people and be good to you. Belief stuff aside its good to be surrounded by good and God. That is truly a blessing.

We had a visiting speaker and she got up there and both broke and healed my heart in her  five minute speech..

She  looked so happy, so vibrant, so Easter fresh and fly. I was prepared for a good story happy story about how great life is when you are cute, blond, and bubbly. But that chick got up there and made me do the UGLY cry right all over my neighbors unsuspecting shoulder.

She told a really heartbreaking story about losing her husband in a horrible accident and the kind of brokeness and pain she found herself struggling with after his death. The way she talked about the way her heart broke, how agonizing that pain is… Was  TOO much for me cause while I don’t know it through death, I know that pain too well.

On one hand, I was sitting there asking God to restore me like he restored her and on the other hand I was sitting there thinking nothing that terrible has happened to me, you should be ashamed for sitting here feeling like your struggle is anything like what she must have gone through and you are like 8 gazillion times better now. Its true… I feel so much better now. For the most part I feel restored…

Time really does heal all wounds. But just because a wound has healed doesn’t mean its still not a wound.

So as she was speaking she referenced a bible verse that left me breathless. I am not a bible scholar, but….

Psalms: 34:18 (The Message)
If your heart is broken, look and you’ll find God right there;
if you’re kicked in the gut, he’ll help you catch your breath.

Chile.

CHILE.

C  H  I  L  E.

I almost got up and cut a rug right in the middle of her speech.

Cause that mess is truuuueeeeeee. (yupp all those u’s and all those e’s were NECESSARY).

If your heart is broken, look and you’ll find God right there.

If your heart is broken, look and you’ll find God right there.

If your heart is broken, look and you’ll find God right there.

You know… I have so much more to write… But I’m deeply exhasuted from a day full of looking for and finding God. So I’ll just leave you with that.

Look into your broken places. Get down right to the very core of where it hurts and look. And while I know you will find some jagged edges, some painful memories, some real tragedies, some unimaginable pain, and some deep deep heartbreak,  I know that if you want him there… If you look closely deep in your pain, you’ll see God there too. But I promise you… He’s in there doing the work… Healing you one day at a time… Hold on, love. Hold on.

SistaTV Loves You… No you love you and treat yourself like it.

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Monday Motivation

Written August 15, 2013.

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Happy Monday loves!!! I saw this and I felt like shouting cause chile… CHILEEE…. CHILE… This is my current life… I had to sit down and talk to myself…  This is what I said.

Dear SistaTV.

Are you holding onto too little cause you are afraid you’ll never be enough? That little voice telling you to accept too little and call it enough is a liar. Too little is never enough.

You are deserving of greatness. You are worthy. You are strong. You are enough.  Please stop holding on to what you know is not good enough because you are afraid that you won’t find better. Better is already there. Better is on it way. You just have to get out of the way and get rid of the ” This is okay,” ” I, guess, this will do, ” and “the what if I’m asking for more than I deserve”. 

This ain’t nothing but the devil and his fear, fallacies, and fairytales. You are the walking, breathing definition of God will give you double for your trouble. So have faith and let him bless you. Thank him through the trouble and thank him for the blessings.

You know good and well what you deserve. You know that you have every right to ask for it and RECEIVE it. You know that you are lying to yourself by claiming that this is Good… That this is enough. That THIS is your worth. Its not. gG forth and get the, ” This is exactly what I was looking for.” The” This is exactly what God would want for me.”

Get out of your own way.  Let it go. Let in the great. Its coming. Make room for the greatness.

SistaTV loves You… Now you love you!

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Dear 4:33, An open letter to my insomnia or How I made peace with no sleep.

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Apparently, me and four o’clock in the morning, go together like peas and carrots. I keep trying to break up with him but his ass is steadily calling me, jocking me, poking me awake at 4:33 every single morning. It doesn’t matter what time I go to sleep or plan to wake up. Without a doubt a 4:33 in the morning, EVERY MORNING, I am up staring at my wall, my ceiling, or my MacBook wondering how to overcome insomnia.

Dear 4:33 in the am,

Please give us free! Us being me. Free being sleep.

I like sleep.  My body likes sleep. MY BRAIN likes sleep.

Why don’t you like sleep, 4:33? You are the butt crack of dawn’s dawn, Your ass should love sleep. But naaawww… You ass wanna wake me up to kick it, to think, to worry, and to TALK…

Oh my GAWD, 4:33 why do you TALK sooo much. I mean the incessant chatter you fill my brain with is straight maddening. The only thing you ever want to talk about is troubles and worries and trouble. How you going to wake me out of good sleep every day JUST to worry about our oh so many troubles.

Even Stephanie Tanner is incensed…

That’s  really fucked up 4:33! I mean, I GET IT! Mostly because I spend every other waking minute in my current life worried about every single trouble I have and have had EVER. So I get the importance of thinking about trouble and being panicked about trouble….

But 4:33, now YOU have become a trouble and I can’t GO. I can’t. I won’t. I SHANT. I’m not going take that shit from yo ass, 4:33. NOPE. NO. And HELL NAW.

So listen up, 4:33, ain’t going to be no more trouble from your ass. NONE.

In the past we’ve made good use of our time 4:33, you’d wake me up and I would write, or work, or pray, or do SOMETHING productive. But as of late, you have been enticing me to do nothing but lay here bawling my broken heart out and freaking the fuck out over everything.

And uh… NOBODY has time for that. You and I both now there are some very real issues that I am up against. I have every right to depair, and cry and freak the fuck out about any one of the issues at hand but if you are going to wake me up at 4:33am every day, 4:33, then lets use this time for a resolution not more confusion.

Wake me up with  whispers of winning, wake me up with inspiration, moments or peace and some good ole moments of clarity.  I need some of that, TOUT SUITE. Its all early in the morning and peaceful if you don’t mind the kids snoring and what have you, this could be like my time of enlightenment or some shit. You could totally be a jam for us.

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Come on dude. Stop being a dick. Stop giving me these stalker ass teas, and give me some Joel Osteen, Negrodamus, Dali Lama inspiration type teas, love.

Have me get up, get on my knees and say a prayer and then get on my laptop and write some good shit. Or film some good shit. Or design some good shit. You know something that will have me get up and attract some wealth and health?

Have me get up and send off some article pitches, or some design proposals or finally complete my website redesign or something that will make it so there won’t be SO many problems for us to talk about  at 4:33.This could be good ish for us both. Wouldn’t it be nice to have me roll over and see your face and greet with a megawatt smile instead of my current daily greeting of a scowl and a shout of Not YO ASS again.

Come on, Son! We could be homies!

One day very soon, you will wake me up and cuddle me with the comforts of look at what we did, SistaTV. Look at how far we’ve come. Look at how good we have it now. Look at how we’ve won.

So I’m not going to ask you to go away. I’m not going to file any department of Ambien & Sleepytime Tea restraining orders against your super stalking Sleeping with the Enemy ass .

Nope.

I’m going to embrace your nagging self and ask you to go forth with me in the direction of my dreams. I’m going to ask you to be my help not my hindrance. I’m going to ask you to help me become a conqueror.

There is something good you are supposed to guide me to and I’m going to let you. Lead me to the space where I am supposed to be and I will awake to you gladly.

This is totally what I look like on a ” Good Morning”

So, I’ll see you tomorrow 4:33 and when I do I will smile big, breathe deep, and rise strong cause  I know that you are here to help me… One 4:33am, at a time.

SistaTV Loves you.

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