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Shelly a Licensed Master Cosmetologist with years of experience in makeup, hair and beauty education. She specializes in natural hair styling, protective techniques, and professional makeup artistry. Known for her hands on teaching - style, Shelly is passionate about helping aspiring beauty professionals develop both their technical skills and business confidence. Currently advancing as a Certified Instructor, Shelly combines industry expertise with mentorship, guiding students to become career ready beauty professionals.
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Oct 20, 2026 ∙ 2 min
You Can Feel the Shift… Maybe It’s Your Turn 🍂
You can feel the season changing. The mornings are cooler, the air feels different, and that familiar urge to get cozy starts settling in. Sometimes, something inside us begins shifting, too. You may not know how to explain it. Nothing dramatic has happened. You’re still showing up, handling your responsibilities, and doing what needs to be done. But underneath all of that, there’s a feeling: Something needs to change. Maybe you’re tired of a routine that leaves no room for you. Maybe you...
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Oct 5, 2026 ∙ 6 min
Finding God, Hope, and Joy When Life Feels Loud 🙏💕
Staying Spiritually Grounded in a Busy World Finding God, Hope, and Joy When Life Feels Loud It has been a while since I sat down to write. My last blog came from a very tender place in my life after losing my father. Since then, life has continued moving—sometimes faster than I could process it. There have been changes, responsibilities, decisions, emotions, dreams, disappointments, moments of clarity, and moments when my mind seemed to be going in ten different directions at once. And...
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May 4, 2026 ∙ 2 min
Losing My Dad: Learning to Live With a Love That Never Leaves
Losing a parent changes you in ways you don’t fully understand until you’re living through it. Losing my dad… it shifted something in me that will never go back to what it was before. There’s no guidebook for grief. No timeline. No “right way” to wake up and face a world that no longer has the man who helped shape it for you. Some days, I’m okay. Other days, it hits me out of nowhere. A song. A smell. A memory. A random moment where I think, “I should call my dad…” — and then I remember I...
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