Why Brassy?

Why BRASSY!?

This blog is titled Brassy because it is a word my mother used to describe me, her oldest daughter. I think she chose this word because I was nothing like her at that time in her life. Life had flattened her into a weathered door mat  by the time she had me. An abusive child hood, crappy relationships and a lot of toxic environments left her a shell of the women she should have been. When I shot out of her lady bits I was pretty much her total opposite. I was "Brassy". I was opinionated. I had no fear. I would defend the underdogs. I would question authority. I would cross social lines I did not see. Most of my younger years I was bothered by the word because it was always used to describe me when I was "rocking the boat" in our world. When I was questioning the what and why.  I was brassy whenever I was pretty much acting the way she wished she could act but was now afraid too. Long story short, I have embraced my Brassy and I would like to think I have converted her to the Brassy side too. 

My Blog is like any other blog. 
It was created with good intentions and meant to be a place I added to everyday AND so far I have failed at that but I'm not a quitter! I m however easily distracted!

This blog will continue to be the home of my Brassy thoughts and opinions. You won't always agree and I ask that you disagree respectfully. If you had a bad day and wish to take it out of me, a stranger on the internet then just stop right now. Go look in a mirror and tell yourself that you are loved and then hug yourself. And if you still feel like being a jackhole, go stick your nose in the corner, it works on my toddlers sometimes! It might always work on you!  If it doesn't, you're not my mess, I didn't make you. Go clean yourself up :)

If you happened to be cut from the same Brassy cloth, hello friend!
If you desire to be more Brassy, I don't have a hand book! Just find your voice and learn to stop apologizing for using it.

Sincerely,
The Brassy Esmeralda Sky.